Stay A Little Longer
She loved him without a 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, yet it was the best mistake she has ever done. she was incapable of finding the person who truly loves her, but he taught her how to love. the world twisted when fate gave them another end...
AUTHORS NOTE ➴ — watch maia mitchell being a badass up there
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Revelation
DAYS FELT LONGER as I was yearning for a closer interaction with Oliver. We were finally together. I finally had the guts to do such things with him. What Draco had said, was no longer engraved in my mind. I didn't bother about it since I know it wasn't true.
—Hopefully.
I would always end my day with a kiss of Oliver's lips. But today it felt — different. It tasted differently. I broke the kiss and his grin faltered, But I was in a state of disbelief;
"Oliver... did you kiss someone?" I asked him while noticing the subtle smell of ladies perfume on his collar. Fucking collar. I lost it. "Fuck it. Oliver did.you.kiss.someone" I yelled while enunciating each word so he could hear me clearly.
He was speechless. I covered my mouth while tears were starting so it won't be heard. "N-no Oliver tell me you didn't." Shivers went down my spine. I stared at him in incredulity.
"Amoura I-"
"Who was it? Tell me.."
"A-auré-"
Aurélie Durmont. My long time nemesis. And he really had the audacity to cheat on me with her. He knew about her. I was speechless. I didn't know what to say.
"You know what, Oliver! I should have just listen Draco. I can't believe I dated such an ass." I left him stunned.
"Amoura, just please let me explain!" He cried out.
"Oh, there's no need, Wright. I knew. I knew along"
"She gave me a deal. If you fell in love with me then she'd let me have her. But that was before I felt-"
"Fuck you, Oliver. Is that all this was? A fucking game? Well, fuck you."
I ran faster then I ever could and took off to the nearest bathroom.
TRIGGER WARNING : SELF HARM
I couldn't take it anymore.
I was having a panic attack. Thankfully, the girl's bathroom was empty. I locked myself inside a cubicle and I couldn't stop the tears from forming. I was used. He cheated on me. I was all a game.
I started clawing my nails on my skin. White marks started to form and as I did it over and over again, I couldn't stop. I felt blood trickle down. I let all my anger and pressure out. I had scratches all over me.
The pain I felt from the flesh of my skin was worst than the one that resided in my heart. But I couldn't care less about it. I was releasing all my agitation.
