A Prince's Love

Chapter 42.

*Unedited (I should torture myself for being so lazy)

Maadwoa

I plop myself onto Gifty's couch and let out a shaky breath. Who does he think he is to say something as like that? After betraying and hurting me, he really believes he can just make it all go away by uttering those three words. He didn't even think about how I would feel about those words. He didn't think about how my heart would flutter at those words, how my knees would turn wobbly like jelly, or how I would feel the urge to jump into his arms. He was only thinking about how to make me his little, dumb puppet again. But won't fall for his tricks anymore. I won't be a pawn in his game.

Gifty walks in with Tyler trailing behind her. They both held the same look of pity that they've been giving me for a week now. I look away, not wanting to see that look anymore. It makes me feel pathetic. They both stand by the door as if I would blow up if they got near me.

"What?" I ask harshly, making eye contact with them. I didn't mean to snap but I was tired of being treated like a delicate object that could shatter any second.

"Are you ok-" Gifty starts before I interrupt her.

"Yes, I'm okay! Are you a broken record or what?" I snap, throwing my hands in the air. She sighs as her shoulders drop and I look away, feeling guilty for yelling at her.

I sigh. "I'm sorry. I-I'm just..."

She walks over to me and sits down, putting her hand on my shoulder.  "It's okay. You don't have to apologise. I know this is really hard for you. Sorry if we're smothering you, we're just worried about you."

Tyler nods, also walking over to us and sitting on the other side of me. "And you don't have to pretend to be okay around us. We're here to support and comfort you."

I look between them with a tiny, sad smile. They're right. They are the only people I have now so why should I try to push them away? How lucky am I to have these two.

"I appreciate you guys. I've been so angry lately, I don't know how to act anymore."

"That's understandable. You just found out your boyfriend wasn't really your boyfriend and he had another girl..." Tyler trails off towards the end with a sheepish grin. Gifty groans.

"Sorry." he whispers. I shake my head and give him a shrug.

"Don't be. You didn't say anything wrong. Thank you for not sugar-coating it. Only the cold, hard truth here." I say with a tight smile.

He sighs. "Jojo..."

"What is wrong with you! Do you just enjoy watching people suffer? " Gifty exclaims, causing me to shoot her a surprised look. Why was she so worked up?

"Woah, calm down." Tyler tells her, holding his hands up. She shoots him a glare.

"Don't ever tell a girl to calm down when she's upset." Gifty scolds. "What are you even doing in my house?"

He looks at her with a softer expression. "I wanted to talk to you. But it doesn't look like you'll give me a chance."

I look between them and wipe my eyes, standing up from the couch. "Um, I can just go..."

Gifty holds out her hand, blocking me from moving. "No, stay right there. What do you need to say to me?"

I awkwardly sit back down. He scratches the back of his head nervously.

"I wanted to talk to you about... us." he admits quietly.

Yeah, that's my cue to exit.

I stand up again with an awkward laugh. "I have to --"