I missed Fallon. I fought the urge to call him. I wanted to tell him I hated him and I wished we never met, but I also missed his voice. When I wasn't crying about it, I was pissed. I trusted him. I cared about him, and he made me believe he cared about me, only to break my heart.
Over a month later, I grew numb. I was just going through the motions as I entered my junior year of highschool.
No one cared about the Aleena scandal anymore and, the first week of school, Coach Foster announced I would be the new captain of the basketball team. I didn't care though and I didn't want to celebrate.
"Oh come on, Rue, you're captain!" my teammate Mika cheered as she shook my shoulders.
"And I'll be captain until we graduate," I mumbled, in no mood for a pizza party.
I looked to Brielle impatiently. My best friend led me into a cheery ambush after school and I was less than amused.
Bree winced. "Come on, Rue, you didn't come out with us Friday - it's just a slice. Celebrate junior year," she said with a hopeful smile.
There was nothing to celebrate. My world felt like an angry sea of grey and I would much rather go for a run.
I hugged and kissed Brielle goodbye before I told the team I would see them at practice, and went home to change for a run. When I got back, I took a shower, did my homework, and had a quiet dinner with my family before getting ready for bed.
I planked onto the mattress, checking my phone purely out of habit. I scrolled down a few social media alerts and texts from Brielle, Emily and DON'T ANSWER.
I don't know why I didn't block Fallon's phone number. I blocked him on all social media after I noticed he was tagged in a photo with his new college buddies, having fun with a few girls I didn't know. It hurt. I stared at the photo, wondering which one would be my replacement until I couldn't take it anymore and blocked him.
I held my breath as I opened the texts to see four consecutive messages.
Monday, September 10, 2018
Hey, Kid. I just saw Brie. She says you've been down lately. Is it because of me? 4:07 PM
You don't have to answer that. I know if you wanted to talk to me you would have by now. I'm not trying to bother you, I just wanted to congratulate you on making captain. I know it was important to you. 4:07 PM
Okay, fuck it. I want to bother you, Rue baby, I miss you, please talk to me. 4:08 PM
Alright, fine. I get it. I'm sorry I hurt you, Kid. I hope you feel better soon. 4:12 PM
Hot air escaped my lungs as I read the words repeatedly, my mind translating Fallon's words to:
Your best friend is a traitor who told me you're still not over me. 4:07 PM
You don't have to deny it, I know you will never get over me because I took something you can't get back. Oh, congratulations on your little thing. I remember you mentioning it when I pretended to care about the shit you like. 4:07 PM
I really am bored, so I will mess with you. I don't care about you but you're dumb so maybe if I call you baby and tell you I miss you maybe I can get your dumb ass to come suck my dick again. 4:08 PM
Alright, be that way, I'll find someone else. I hope you're happy. 4:12 PM
I threw on my slippers and stormed out my bedroom, down the long hall, past the kitchen, through the foyer and out the front door. I had never felt so mad at Brielle in my entire life as I rushed down six flights and slammed on her front door at nearly ten at night.
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The Story Of Us(Original)
ChickLitA trophy wife with a dark past, Rue Medina would do 𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 for love. When she is abandoned by Mr. Perfect, she turns to journaling to revisit her past in hopes to find what about her makes the people she loves run for the hills. When an...