Chapter 8: Date?

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CATRINA

I wave my hand to catch his attention but he seems too much into his conversation with his friend. I don't know who his friend is but I hope we'll get to talk later. He knows that I love him and he loves me, back. I know he won't leave me. Now that he's graduated and will be off to college for further studies, I fear that he'll break off things with me and move on whereas, I'll be left alone.

I don't want my friends to know that Connor is ignoring me. They'll pounce on this opportunity to show me how Connor will dump me and how I'll be left to watch him flirt with some other girl.

The first part hasn't turned out to be true but I think I saw him talk to that girl, Megan, a senior just like him. The girl couldn't keep her fingers from touching my boyfriend's chest and Connor didn't pry her hands off him.

I shake my head, pushing those thoughts out of my mind. Connor won't cheat on me like that, will he?

I am standing here beside his car in the school's parking lot. He has come to pick me up as usual even after he's no longer a student here. To get his attention, I take out my phone from my pocket and call him but he doesn't pick up, doesn't even take his phone out of his pockets. Urgh! I am pissed. I need him right now. I need to tell him that I am not my parent's biological daughter. My parents adopted me when I was little. Now I realised why Fiona hates me. She already knew that I am adopted, seems like our parents confided in her about my origins and that's why sometimes I felt left out. I ignored it thinking that Fiona was the baby of the family but now I realise that I really wasn't wanted by them, not after Fiona's birth.

I have been waiting since morning to feel Connor's arms around me, soothing me of the pain I feel whenever I think of the pity-filled glances, my parents looked at me with.

Finally, Connor makes his way to me and I put on a smile on my face, trying to hide this new insecurity brewing up in my mind. What if he doesn't want to be with an orphan? I know that he doesn't get along with his father but from what I heard; his father would never disown Connor permanently. Sending Connor to this high school, away from home was supposed to be a punishment.

"Hey Connor. Why are you ignoring me? Did I say something?" I ask when he stops in front of me, insecure about myself. His face is smiling but his eyes are not. They are expressionless, I can't see the warmth in them anymore. It feels as if I am a stranger to him.

"I don't usually talk to cheating sluts, you know. You are no longer my girlfriend. I enjoyed you when you were tight enough but not anymore. You don't interest me anymore," he says, emotionlessly and I am shocked. I stand, frozen in my spot, not quite able to interpret his words. He called me a cheating slut.

Focusing on him, I try to sort this out.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, moving forward to clutch his arms but he shakes me off and I stumble back.

"Don't touch me with your filthy hands, slut," he says, angrily and quickly gets into his car before driving off. He doesn't look back, neither does he say anything.

I feel lost. I don't have my own parents, now I don't have him. How am I going to live now?

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Days pass by in a blur and I am still stuck in the past. I can't seem to get it out of my mind, that my own sister somehow managed to ruin me. I was adopted, but still she is my sister. How can she do that to me?

"Here's your coffee, Ms. Catrina."

I am startled out of my thoughts when the waitress hands me my to-go cup. Thanking her and putting in a proper tip for her, I walk out of the café only to run into Connor.

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