There was a sudden bang, loud and not stopping. At some point, I thought it could be Mom, but then I remember she died last week. So onto the next guess, that bitch.
I smirked. I got out of my bed, stretching, purposely slowing down my movements to piss off who's probably going to break my door anytime sooner. Not that she can pay for it.
Once I got downstairs, I grabbed the doorknob, not opening it yet, just taking... A quick breath.
When I opened it, it revealed what my suspicion, it is her. Soaked, must be the rain from earlier. I smiled at her, almost... With a pity.
"How much of an asshole can you be huh?" She took a step closer, trying to intimidate me, but maybe right now, she's not even thinking about that, maybe she really is mad. Maddy had told me that I was way out of the line. So what? Why would I give a shit about her anyway.
"Don't even think about doing something. I'll report you." I replied, ignoring her temper.
"You gotta be shitting me... There must something inside there..." Her fingers poked my chest, digging it harder, almost making me unbalanced.
"I mean..." She trailed off, her eyes glistening as it find mine. I usually always have something as a come back, but right now, I couldn't speak.
"You're a human, aren't you? Or... Just a monster in disguise. Because... I wouldn't be surprised if you are."
A monster she says... She really did lost it. Her words were pathetic... As if using any hurtful words she can find in her mind just to set me off. It wasn't her words that made me quiet, it was the fact that, she came here walking, soaked, and she's probably so deeply frustrated... Or hurt, that she couldn't even talk properly like she used too.
"You're acting as if, you didn't said something stupid too."
I finally let words out, but when it did, it made my eyes burn... Moist at the same time.
"What?—" "About my mom?" I said defensively.
When the fuck did I cared about my mother... I don't give a shit. She left me... She hurt me. And I wished she was there... I wished she's supporting me whenever I made something worth to tell, like she did once. But I don't care... I supposed to not care. And I won't cry in front of Bella, especially her.
"I was drunk that time. It was a one time thing. But you.. you planned it for a month, and sees what was going on for days. And you're probably just laughing the fact that you're plan was working."
Fair enough.
"So what?" I replied. She laughed at my response, making me smirk, anything to make her realize it's not affecting me. I'm not going to show her it did.
"So what? Fuck you. Just fuck you... Using Jared...—" i cut her off with a disbelief scoffed. "Woah-woah-woah... Jared isn't so innocent... He agreed to it. he agreed to fake his feelings... I saved you from that jerk."
"SHUT UP!"
I shut my eyes close, exhaling sharply, then moved close that my nose were almost touching hers. "I saved you, can I get at least a thanks for that? At least you know he'll do anything for money... Including lying to you."
It was true, and that must've hurt the most. I know.
"What the fuck? I didn't know you were such a saint... Thanks I guess?"
My eyes twitched at her sarcasm. I opened my mouth to say something but she cut me off. "Should I fucking thank you for destroying everything?.."
I narrowed my eyes at her then responded "What are you gonna do? Quit? Leave? Just tell me that I won the bet. Remember...? Whoever gets broken the most... Leaves."
I laughed when Carol declared that bet. Because, it's easy... Fake it. To be honest, I lost way many times, but, I'm still the one winning. All it takes was confidence. But she... She doesn't know how to hide emotions.
The edge of her lips twitched before turning into a smile. It didn't reached her eyes. "Fine. You won..." My brows arched up from her words. I was surprised... But also not really, she was strong enough to go this far, but she's also wasn't an idiot.
"You get what you fucking wanted ye? Me gone? Well, have a fucking happy life. Don't forget to display the trophy, so it would remind you what you fucking did... For the rest of your life."
And with that. She left.
The next day, she wasn't at the campus. And for another week, and another week. Until someone had asked for it, well... I payed for them to ask, so I wouldn't have to.
Apparently the teacher had told us she had left the school days ago. And enrolled somewhere else.
Somewhere else... Could've at least told us where? Useless.
I glanced at some girl, the one a paid, signaling her that I'll pay more. And she immediately get what I'm trying to order her.
She stood up. "Where did she go?"
"I don't know sweetheart, all I know is she left school."
Utterly useless.
Weeks passed. It wasn't the same anymore. When she's here there's always something going on. Fighting, arguing... Sometimes just bickering. And... Looking.
She was a person that brings emotions out of me so stupidly, and I was a person that always poked till she explode.
Sometimes... There's moments where everything was vulnerable. Words slipping out of me, that even I can't face, and it was just her leading it away, making space inside my chest...
And sometimes, she would speak out too. Well not like there were many times. Just once... At some party. Both outside to get some fresh air, and somehow coincidentally saw each other. Actually... I followed her.
And then one time when we were locked inside the classroom, because it was her fault, still funny till now. She did a mistake, and locked us both. In the end, she was the one who suffered more than I did.
And just one time... I felt her lips against mine. She was drunk... Her lips could be so soft, that I always think about it randomly, except, after her lips did kissed mine, it spits out bullshit... "That's why your mom left you."
It hurt me. And I knew she realized it... Cuz she's like an open book. But she didn't apologized, she just stood up and walked out... Because, we weren't anything to begin with, the goal was to break each other, so why sorry? And maybe I hated it so bad, but what I really hated that time, was her... I wish that it was just some plain hatred, but no, it was hatred that grows because of... Pain. It was painful because... Deep inside, maybe I was too attached to her, that it hurt me more than it should've.
And now she's gone. And it felt like... I was more broken than the one who lost the bet.
Worse is because. Why do I wanna know where she goes? Why do I... Keep thinking about her, even though it hurts when I try to think about her, but I still do, because that's the only way I could ever see her.
...
Months passed. I graduated from collage. Maddy actually told me her Instagram account, so I could stalk her.
Haha.
And I still did. I stalked all of it till it reached a cringe era of her own. Fliters... She onced used doggy filters.
I realized I knew her too well. I know what place she was in, it was farmer place her grandpa owned, and I know when she's at her room, because I recognized those ABBA posters and Michael Jackson. I also know where she would always take picture of that coffee, it's her favorite place to be with. And I could yap more, but I won't for your sake.
Before my Mom died. She told me I was happy... And I asked her what does that even mean. I was actually bitter, since she left me, but I had to take care of her in the hospital, only for her not to come back home with me. She left me again.
She told me I was looking happier. And asked me to never lose it again, like how she made me lose it.
Sorry Mom. I'm about to lose it.
"Habe you lost your mind? Did you lose it this time?" Maddy said in disbelief, eyes wide.
"I'm going to sneak inside where she is... So... Yeah, I guess I did completely lose it."
She runs a hand through her hair. "I knew it... I should've not gave you her account in Instagram."
"Thanks for showing me." I winked at her, then left.
Don't worry... I won't lose it. I'll kidnap her if I have to, take her to my basement, lock her there, till she start spitting out words again like old times.
-Tyla.
Next POV, Bella.
