BEING A TEEN SERIES: BIMBO

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Bimbo had ran blindly with no sense of direction after leaving the class, her tears seemed to be choking her as she ran inside a restroom ignoring the students there.

She ran into one of the toilets and slammed the door as tears flowed freely down her cheeks while she slumped to the floor. Loud sobs escaped her mouth as her body raked forward and backward.

She refused to believe it. Dorathy and Paul were dating? Bimbo refused to believe her reality. Something already told her she was going to have a really bad day but she had no idea it would be this bad.

Her best friend of five years had betrayed her. Her best friend was dating her crush, someone she chased for five years. Even after she knew she had sacrificed everything to make Paul like her back, she still went ahead to date him.

Bimbo wondered when Dorathy and Paul started getting close. They were never close or so she thought. In her face; they did talk but they never had a long conversation or anything.

To Bimbo she had always thought that Dorathy and Paul had a rather cool relationship. Bimbo shook her head bitterly, Dorathy must have laughed at her since they had resumed.

No wonder she suddenly tried to make her stop liking Paul. If she gave up; would Dorathy have ever told her? Bimbo brought her knees to her chest as she cried more loudly.

Her heart seemed to be squeezed terribly and no matter what she did; she couldn't stop the growing pain in her heart.

She refused to believe fact that Dorathy had betrayed her. Bimbo was double sure that if Dorathy had told her she liked Paul; she would have forced herself to give up on and give Dorathy a chance.

As she remembered Dorathy's words again, Bimbo burst into fresh tears again. What exactly did she do wrong? All she did was to like somebody. All she did was to like someone very much.

To Bimbo, Paul was the kindest person she had ever met in her life. She had collected her books from the bookshop and headed to her class with a huge pile of books in her hands.

Paul had seen her and had not only collected her books from her but also helped collect her locker and secure a space in the classroom.

No one knew that when she thanked him and the latter gave her a bright smile; that, that was the moment, that that was the moment she fell in love with him.

She didn't realize it at first but as time went on, she slowly understood. His small kindness that day had made him a big figure in Bimbo's heart.

He was cool with everybody and helped people as long as he could. Bimbo couldn't resist falling in love with such a person.

She gave him everything. Everything she had. Everything she had as a lady. She sacrificed everything for him. She did hear the silent gossips of how much of a fool she was.

She did know people talked behind her back. She threw her dignity and pride as a lady to the winds for him, it didn't matter, as long as he loved her back.

But then, he took everything she had and broke her heart. Did he hate her that much? Did he despise her that much? Bimbo knew she was very beautiful; that she needed no one to tell her.

If she wanted someone to like her; it was just a matter of time but him; the fact that even after two, three, four years; he still didn't like made Bimbo realize that he wasn't a normal guy in the school. It made her want to have him for herself.

But she lost him, he pushed her away or rather threw her away and never considered her. He never considered her. He was hell bent on seeing her a someone he could never like. All her imaginations and fantasies about the both of them getting together; he didn't blink an eye before destroying them all.

He broke her.

Bimbo didn't think she would be this heartbroken if Paul was dating someone else. She would probably be moody and start to look for ways to talk to the girlfriend in order to make them break up.

But Paul's girlfriend was Dorathy, Bimbo didn't need anyone to tell her that Paul was a lost case. But why would Dorathy do that to her? Memories of them both started flashing through Bimbo's head as she sobbed.

She thought they were best friends or were they? At least they were close enough to share each other pains and secrets. They've been seatmates and sidees in the hostel ever since they both joined the school; wasn't that enough?

Different emotions was welled up in Bimbo's throat as she sobbed and whimpered. Her sobs didn't stop even when she heard someone walk into the restroom.

She could hear shuffling of feets some minutes later and voices. She frowned upon hearing male voices. The voices disappeared as she could hear shuffling of feet from time to time. Bimbo didn't know how long but after a while someone knocked on the door.

Bimbo refused to stand up to open the door and continued crying. The knocks didn't stop and Bimbo pursed her lips irritatingly.

"Leave me alone!" She bellowed.

"Bimbo, open the door" an unfamiliar voice drifted into her ears or rather. It was familiar but she rarely heard it.

Bimbo rose to her feet and turned the door lock before opening the door. Her eyes widened in surprise upon seeing the three girls at the door.

Why was the three biggest girls on block standing in front of her?

Besides; Bimbo was sure she heard a male's voice but there was no guy around.

"You look horrible" Sewa said as she scrunched up her face.

"Sewa, stop it" Ing said as Sewa shrugged.

"You know I'm just been honest right? She does look horrible" Sewa said and Bimbo was mortified that she wanted to laugh.

She glanced at the trio as she tried to find her voice. She coughed lightly as she swallowed her saliva.

"What do you guys want?" Bimbo asked quietly.

"You've been there for over five hours, how long do you plan on crying?" Jemimah asked as Bimbo looked at her in surprise.

"If your tears could rewind the time; I would definitely join you in crying but you what?" Jemimah asked as folded her arms.

"Crying would make you look really horrible which is the best word that could be uses to describe your state right now" Jemimah added as Sewa chuckled and turned to Ing.

"Told ya she looked horrible" Sewa said as Ing glared at her and passed her handkerchief to Bimbo.

"Your nose is running" Ing said and Bimbo looked at her for a while before collecting it.

"Bimbo, I know you are hurt and pained. Anyone in your shoes would be but your tears; they can't do anything. Nothing at all, they would just give you swollen eyes and a head wrecking headache" Jemimah said as Ing nodded.

"Jemimah is right yunno. You've sacrificed a lot for someone who didn't worth it. Your sacrfice; its high time you got it back" Ing said as Sewa patted Bimbo shoulders softly.

"Get back on your feet sweetie and show them that you can and will be fine without them or rather you are better off without them. So no one ever told you that Paul never deserved you?" Sewa asked as she shook her head.

"When people don't know the worth of things they have; they used those people or things carelessly without thinking. You deserve a better friend and a better someone" Sewa said as Ing nodded.

"It would be painful, you would still be hurt but you'll be fine" Ing said as Jemimah dropped her hands.

"Get back on your feet. We'll be waiting for you to. A lot people fates are tied to yours" Jemimah added as she walked out of the restroom while Sewa and Ing followed her.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY EITHER..... THEY'VE HURT MY BABY GIRLLLLLLLLLL

BIMBO IS IN SO MUCH PAIN RIGHT NOW, SO OBVIOUSLY THE THOUGHT THAT DORATHY BETRYAED HER HURT HER MORE THAN THE FACT THAT PAUL GOT HER OFF HIS BACK.

SEWA IS CRAZY, TELLING BIMBO SHE LOOKED HORRIBLE.

SO WHAT DO YOU THINK BIMBO WILL DO? IM CURIOUS AS WELL BUT WE ALL LEARN THE HARD WAY.