Chapter 2... Yes, it's been a while. So I give you a longer chapter. Not really long, but enough for you to get hooked. Next will come... I don't know when.
Little advice: At the last few paragraphs of the chapter, you should listen to Michelle Branch's Goodbye To You. It really fits.
I don't own TDI
I thought he was the one. I thought it would last forever. I thought love would never fail. I had sworn we would be together till our last days. I knew from the beginning nothing could be perfect. What I didn't know was how much I would be hurt. How could I love Duncan that way even if he always got on my nerves? But I couldn't just say I didn't want him or anything. And I couldn't tell myself "Get over him!" and forget... It was more complicated.
And AJ... I would have understood if he would have dumped me for a girl more intelligent than me but... AJ? She was bitchy, selfish and such a whore! She wasn't even the kind of girl that we would have considered as smart; the only way we could have rightly described her is to say that she's hot! And what guys would like a no-brain hot chick? None! Okay, it is true that guys are less selective on that point than girls but it didn't change anything.
When I came back home, all I could do was to weep and scream. My mother didn't even notice my presence because she was watching for the zillionth time The Da Vinci Code so I went upstairs and took refuge in my bedroom. It was all cold and weird. Nevertheless it hadn't change since I had been gone. The red and silver walls were still decorated with some frames and pictures. My bed was at its right place with some of my stuffed animals and pillows on. My laptop was turned off and the lid was down.
Then, there was that picture. Sitting on my bedside table, it was showing me and Duncan at the annual funfair of the school. He had his arm wrapped around my waist and I had my two arms around his neck. We were smiling and laughing.
I couldn't support that image any longer. I took the silver decorated frame and threw it on the wall. Millions of pieces of glass were flying in the air to later crash on the wooden floor. The picture was remaining on the floor on the blank side. Behind the image was written what I always thought would be the words I would hear forever;
I love you, Princess.
I was stunned but I heard my mother, from the second floor, screaming for me to hear.
"Honey, you're okay?"She asked, worried.
"Yes, I am."I responded, trying to hold back my tears.
She waited a long moment before saying anything else.
"Would you like to eat? It's dinner time..."
"No, I―I am not hungry."
After dinner, I heard some steps going upstairs. I tried to hide some burned pictures I had got rid of under my bed and waited for what I wanted less to have; a mother-daughter conversion. My mother knocked at the door and softly opened it.
"May I enter?" She asked, putting her head in the space between the door and the wall.
"You're already in so... "I said, almost sarcastic.
She made her way to my bed and slowly sat down while touching my thigh. She breathed deeply and suddenly looked at me with a disgust expression.
"Courtney, did you smoke?"
"No! God no! Why?"I asked, still surprised by the last question.
"Well, it just smells burnt. Anyway, how was your afternoon?"
What kind of question was this? What did she want me to answer? "Well, I got dumped by my boyfriend by text message then I was so angry that I came over to his house and caught him shirtless, ready for some bedrock with his new girlfriend that I would rather call no-brain-blonde-whore-who-stealed-my-perfect-relationship-and-got-me-heart-broken...No big deal! And you how was yours?"...Totally the sentence I should say!
"I went shopping."I lied, trying to develop my acting skills.
"And what did you buy?"She questioned, looking all around the room with her eyes.
"Oh... nothing. There was just uninteresting things like... shampoo!" I grinned, clearly showing that I wasn't telling the truth.
Mom glared at me as her eyes began to soften.
"Courtney love," God I hated when she called me like the singer of Hole; she was always slightly giggling after. "You know you can trust me if there's anything you have in mind?"
I stared in her big hazel eyes like if she just hypnotized me but I resisted.
"Yes I know. I'm totally fine. I promise."
She glanced for the last time in my onyx eyes and got up of my bed. She kissed my forehead and walked toward the door to finally close it behind her.
The truth was that nothing was fine. Nothing. And just to talk about it was killing me.
I fell on my pillow and left the tears come out my eyes again. It was too hard to resist. Nothing could be worse than what I was feeling. Seeing the silver broken frame still lying on the floor beside the shattered glass made me figure out something; now, I was alone.
Another damn day at high school to pass. Another painful day to fake my smiles. It has been two days since Duncan and I broke up and people are asking me if I am okay or something, nevertheless I didn't tell anybody.
And I was just wondering... Why was I missing him? He was arrogant, pervert, immature and really mean! Yeah, I deserved better than a moron. I deserved somebody as intelligent as me. Somebody who would understand me. Somebody to love.
At lunch, Bridgette, Gwen and I sat next to each other at the schoolyard square tables. They were both talking but I wasn't listening. I was thinking of my revenge. Not on Duncan, but on AJ. That bitch should know that when somebody gets me dumped, there are consequences. Between AJ and me, it didn't always have been like that. When we were in 3rd grade, we were good friends. Even best friends. My mother and hers used to play poker together every Friday night with other moms (Yep, they called it 'Ladies Poker Night' but it ended when another girl's mom was forced to follow a therapy for her gambling problems.). Because of that, they were taking their children at home and we were playing in the basement. Therefore, AJ and I were used to be together these nights so we kept hanging out with each other at school. Until she met Lilly. Lilly is a gorgeous caramel skinned black haired Jamaican from Calgary. She moved to London in 4th grade and, even if they barely knew each other, AJ 'dumped' me and became BFF with Lilly. Since then, we never spoke, except when she bitched on me.
Suddenly, Trent, one of the hottest guys in the school, passed behind us to join his friends that were playing football on the grass. Gwen's face turned into a deep hot red.
"I didn't know you could feel his presence... Is it a kinda sixth sense?"Grinned Bridgette, looking back at Trent and the other guys hanging around.
"I don't know what you're talking about."Lied Gwen, blushing of a scarlet color.
"Just admit you like him!"Teased the surfer chick.
The goth girl ran her fingers in her hair, obviously trying to find a way to change subject. She rolled her eyes and took a deep breath.
"I don't go out with some popular kids. And anyway, I don't have anything to prove to you because you can't admit liking Geoff too!" Gwen really screamed the last words for Geoff, who happened to be playing football with the others, to hear. Bridgette cut her off by placing her hand over her friend's mouth.
"If you say anything else, I'll tell your mother about your little crush!"
Gwen instantaneously shut up. If there was something she feared the most than Trent knowing her feelings, it was her mom knowing about it. If you would know her mom, you would know she has such a big mouth. When Gwen was thirteen, she made everyone in the neighbourhood know she got her periods. Therefore, they were all giving her advice to make the pain stop. What. A. Shame!
"Talking about some boyfriends, how is it going with yours?"Smirked Bridgette, glaring at me with glowing eyes.
"That's right. After all, you're the one of us that was enough courageous to talk to him..."Continued Gwen, reminding me of that stupid fact.
I couldn't say anything. I didn't want. I didn't tell them anything about Duncan because I was too ashamed. Even if they were my best friends, tell them about Duncan would show some weakness of mine. I've never been weak. I wasn't going to act cowardly in front of them. They weren't going to know, like everyone else.
"Uh... It...It's perfect! We're perfect. As usual."I smiled, lying again.
"Hey, why is Duncan hanging with AJ? Are they friends?"
At the heard of Bridgette's voice, I turned around to see Duncan and AJ walking along next to each other toward the gang that was playing football.
What I was hoping not to happen did; Duncan leaned over AJ and she wrapped her arms around his neck. He crushed his lips against hers and began to make out for a few seconds. Both Gwen and Bridgette gawked and moved their heads in my direction but I was too ashamed to look in their eyes.
"Court... What, what's happening? I mean, what's that?"The blonde asked, really surprised.
"Nothing, okay?! It's just nothing!"I said as my eyes started to water.
I took my bag and left the table, running hastily toward the school's entrance door. I ran in a couple students in the school and finally got refuge in the girls' public bathroom. There, I got into a toilet booth and fell on the floor, crying. I stayed there until the bell rang.
At the end of the day, I didn't wait for Bridgette or Gwen to get home. Walking to my car, I heard some footsteps following me. I turned back to see Duncan standing in front of me.
"So...It's been a while."He grinned awkwardly, like nothing happened.
"Yeah. A while." I responded, really pissed.
For a few seconds, we remained silent. I wanted to get the hell out of here so I broke it through.
"What do you want?"I asked, on an arrogant tone.
"Just wanna talk."
I rolled my eyes.
"What I saw Saturday told me everything. You know; being shirtless with a whore..."
"AJ. She's not a whore."He cut off.
"As you say, whatever floats your boat!"I said, imitating his irritating voice.
The way he pronounced her name made me jealous and mad. I couldn't believe he was dating that freaking hoe!
"So... I thought you preferred girls with charisma."
"I do. That's why I date her."He grinned nastily.
"Wasn't I enough that kind of girl?!"
He looked at me, and, ignoring what I just said, continued his speech about how fantastic was AJ.
"If you would know her well, you would not say that."
"If I would know her well?! Duncan, you know what she did to me!"
"Oh, please Courtney. Get over it!"He said, more pissed than before.
I calmed down and sighed. I wasn't done with both of them.
"And how about me? Did you think about my feelings?"
"I can't discuss your feelings, Court. Same for mine."
I rolled my eyes again and crossed my arms. Suddenly, tears were formed behind my eyes, but I was not crying.
"May I remember that these were once for me. In my case, it didn't change."
A thick tear slid down my cheek and I bowed down. He knew what I was feeling, but he didn't care.
"Um...Gotta go. I'm sorry."He turned his heels and walked away.
"Fine! Just go! I don't need you anyway!"I yelled.
I got in my car and left my body drop on the driver seat. I softly left my head fall on the steering wheel and the tears streamed out my onyx eyes. I closed them and figured out the last moments Duncan and I had passed. Happy. Now, I had to erase them of my memory.
The rest of my day, I passed it like the last three; sobbing and wondering. Maybe one day I would figure out what was wrong with me. I couldn't forget. I never could. The worst was that I lied to everyone about my mood and, sooner or later, I'll have to catch up and tell the truth. My boyfriend lied. My ex-BFF lied. I lied to my friends. I lied to my mother. I lied to everyone. I lied to myself.
Love is just a lie. I got it.
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