Don't Fall For Me

Chapter Nineteen

I was forced to wear the stupid wedding dress. I can't believe talking didn't work. Now I have to make things hard for them. Damn everything!

The dress was itchy and very uncomfortable to wear. The giant ribbon at the back didn't help and I kept tripping everywhere. The shoes were also a big pain. They were hurting my feet and I nearly stepped on everybody's toe. That's got to hurt.

"You look nice, Buttercup." Drake said, I liked getting compliments but this is way different. I simply nodded as a thank you. The Professor gave me flowers to go along with my dress. This is way too exaggerating. The wedding isn't for two more days and they're making me wear such crap.

Meanwhile

The boys had eaten lunch early and paid a little visit to Buttercup. Blossom was the one to answer the door and had a more depressed look. "Don't mind her." Bubbles said, pushing her sister to bed. "She's been like that since Buttercup's disappearance." She explained. Brick looked worried as he followed Blossom, Boomer stayed with Butch in the living room.

"So, she still hasn't come back?" Butch asked.

"Nope. Sorry, Butch. But I've got a feeling she will be though."

"I guess."

"Butch?"

"Life sucks. Every women want to leave me."

"Don't say that Bro!" Boomer exclaimed.

"It's true though. Am I that ugly?"

"Don't put your looks into this! You're hella handsome!" Boomer exclaimed again.

Bubbles giggled, hearing that kind of thing from a guy makes it look like he was gay.

Butch laughed but then his carefree laugh was gone in an instant as his phone rang. His eyes widened, reading the text message. "Butch?" Bubbles called out. Butch began to sweat; his hands were shaking as he almost dropped his phone. "Geez Butch, What's wrong?" Bubbles asked again but before she could hear his response she took a peek into his phone.

It was a message.

A message from Buttercup.

Butch,

Looks like we need to talk, I'm going to have to marry Drake two days from now.

Sorry it took so long to tell you. That's all I have to say.

You're invited to the wedding though.

"What the hell is that?" Bubbles cried. Butch was still in shock, unable to keep his cool. He was speechless too, hands still shaking as well. Bubbles held his phone tight, still analyzing her sister's text. Blossom then came out with Brick, unsure of what was happening. "Blossom, look at this." Bubbles said, handing the phone to Blossom. She stepped back as she read the text. "Don't act like that! Don't you get it? Buttercup wants us to go there. She's planning something alright." Bubbles explained. Blossom was still in shock, unable to draw everything inside.

Everyone fell down to their knees. Bubbles was the only one to be aware of Buttercup's plan. Without any second thought, Bubbles rushed out of the house, having only one thing in mind—to find Buttercup, to find her sister. She panted, not wanting to look behind at the people who were staring at her. She didn't even hear Blossom or the boys as she got out of the house. She had this fiery look; she wanted to see her sister to know if what she's thinking is right. She passed by a lot of buildings, even ran through red lights, almost getting hit by a car. She didn't even know where she was going; her feet felt light and were moving on its own. Bubbles took a second to look around, spotting a gigantic and fancy apartment. She took a glimpse of it from the outside, still looking for her sister.

She takes out her phone, dialing the numbers fast. She put it next to her ear. Seconds later there was a voice on the phone, a manly one too. "Hello?" He says. Bubbles' eyes widen from the voice, she thought hard and still couldn't believe it was Buttercup. "I want my sister." Bubbles says angrily. The voice on the phone sounded surprised, replying, "She's not here." Bubbles' hand was ready to crush the phone and throw it away, but she couldn't. She pauses for a while before letting out a small sigh, kindly telling goodbye to the person on the phone. She steps back, wanting to think. It didn't take a while before she heard footsteps coming nearer and nearer towards her. Bubbles quickly stood, looking around. There she saw Blossom, standing right in front of her, slightly mad and slightly worried. Bubbles couldn't have been happier; she ran towards her sister and hugged her tight.

"Why did you run out like that?" She asks. Bubbles knew her too well; of course she'd ask that. She was Blossom, always bossy and manipulative yet caring and protective. Blossom looked at her sister, smiling innocently. "I came for Buttercup." She answers. Blossom looked confused. "You know where she is?" She asks. Bubbles shook her head, still smiling. "No, but I've got a feeling she's in trouble… or, plotting something." Blossom didn't look happy at all.

Meanwhile at Drake's, Buttercup came running from the bathroom with her hair dripping wet. She was wearing a nice cotton bathrobe. She had a towel in her hand, drying her hair. "Did someone call?" She asks as she strikes Drake a stare. He nodded, "It was just some friends of yours congratulating you on getting married." He answers with that stupid smile. Buttercup knew he was lying, she didn't say anything after that. She carefully grabbed her phone while Drake wasn't looking. She went to the call history to find Bubbles' name in it. She slowly turned her head to the guy. What a liar, she thought. "You're going to look so beautiful tomorrow." Drake says, startling Buttercup on the bed. He walked towards the girl, looking at her as if she's some disgusting worm.

"What?" Buttercup asks, backing away slowly. "You're a liar, you know? My sister calls and you don't even tell me? What's more is that you answer my phone without even my permission?" she angrily says, as if almost shouting. She held her phone tightly in her hand and wanted to strangle the guy, to which he smiled. "Now, come on, don't be like that." He says. He could even hear Buttercup murmur the word bastard. It wasn't long before the guy grabbed a pair of scissors and pushed Buttercup on the wall.

"Ouch."

"Don't move you piece of shit."

"What the hell's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? Tsk, I'm perfectly normal. Since childhood nobody has loved me, not even my parents who were too busy with work and business-related things. No one wanted me, even the present me. I worked hard, studied hard, just to get everyone's attention. I'm good-looking too but now what? Even you're planning on abandoning me, aren't you?"

Shit, Buttercup thought. The guy's a psycho, what worse is that he even figured out my plan.

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