The Bet With The Bad Boy (Editing)

Chapter 11-

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**Liana's POV**

He looked over at me.

"Gosh, Liana. I don't care. At all. Okay? I reliezed that night, that I need to stop trying to get in your pants because that's not happening what so ever. It was all a game, Okay? And sorry, not sorry if you actually fell for me, because I sure as hell didn't fall for you," He said whispering right back.

I just stared at him for what seemed like forever. I blinked a couple of times taking in what I just heard. "I thought you said you could never hate me," I said shaking my head.

"How can I hate someone, I don't even like?" He said through gritted teeth. That just felt like someone took my heart and ripped it out of my chest, I was being played all a long.

The memories of us dancing...? Fake. Him actually kissing me...? Fake. Sticking up for me... Fake. Fake. And Fake. Everyrhing was fake. You were played. Liana. Very well played.

Stupid voice inside my head. I knew he would've hurt me. But now after he knew everything. I shook my head and looked away. I looked over and saw Justin talking to Alex.

I sigh loudly. Causing the teacher to stop talking. "Can I help you Liana?" She asked putting the blue smart board marker down.

"What do you mean?" I asked feeling myself blush of embaressment. She chuckled sarcasticaly. "You sighed off ily loud," she said crossing her arms over her chest.

"W-Well, I have to go.... t-to the main office. There was a problem and they wanted me to go down..." I lied right through my teeth. Some people snickered knowing what I did.

The teacher nodded her head and I grabbed my bag and went to leave but Jason grabbed my arm. "Liana, you know I didn't me-" I cut him off.

I pulled my hand away from his grip. "Save it," I said and walked out. This boy is a total ass whole and he needs to-

"Heh hey!" Damien said stumbling back from me bumping into him. "Sorry Damien but.... Wait. What happened to your face?" I asked looking at his bruises. Did I just notice them now?

He chuckled nervously. "Uhm...erm.... Funny story, you see, a little rat told the eagle how someone stepped on the rat and the eagle beat that someone up for touching the rat," He looked away.

A little rat...? And an eagle...? Oh-oh. "Are you talking aout Justin?!" I almost yelled and quickly covered up my mouth, for, I wasn't even supposed to say that outloud. What is he doing out here anyways?

He nodded slightly. "Just don't think I'm weak because I'm not . I am totally capable of-" I cut him off. I d that a lot. "I won't. And I have a really important question..."

He nodded as in for me to continue. " Did you tell Justin... anything I said?" I asked hoping he didn't. He shook his head. "I told you, you could trust me. " He said smiling.

"Glad I could." We stared into eachother eyes for a while. He leaned in closer making my breathing hitch. I leaned in as well but the bell rang interupting us. He said a quick bye and pulled away.

Ok, that was weird. I shook off what just happened and walked to my locker. I put in the combination. I opened it and took out the books I needed. A paper fell out of of one of the notebooks.

I put everything away and opened it up. I shut my locker and started opening it. It said ; 

Hey, why are you still hanging around Justin ? I told you things would get bad. Just an FYI, I'm not only G...
-GMA