What would you do if you had 24 hours to plan a fake life?
Ayden Sanders has a bruised social life due to past errors. He gets caught up with Amelia, who he has lied to about his lifestyle. What he doesn't expect is a message from her saying that sh...
She sent me a scowl and threw a pillow in my direction. I caught it with ease which only angered her.
"He asked me out because I'm likable; now leave my room," She pointed to the door.
"You cant go out with him; I dont trust him," I told her truthfully, not wanting to beat around the bush.
"I don't tell you who you should and shouldn't date, so kindly leave my room." With that, she walked to her bathroom, slamming the door behind her.
What could Jason be up to, I thought, as I walked out of her room.
Weeks after . . .
Music filled the room as I walked into Jason's house; the house was really big so most parties were held here.
I walked to the kitchen to get water for Caroline. Caroline and I had gotten really fond of each other and I looked forward to asking her to be my girlfriend today.
Rielle was actually the one who pushed me to make a move though. She had been very cheeky lately and whenever I asked her about her sudden mood change, she would always flip me off but I knew it was because of Jason.He had asked her to be his girlfriend two weeks ago so I couldn't blame her, but I still didn't trust him.
This morning was different though, she wasn't smiling like usual and she locked herself in her room not wanting to attend the party. I assumed it was because of her lady problems so I left her alone.
Grabbing the cups of water, I headed back to where Caroline was waiting for me.
"Caroline!" I shouted in horror as I stared at her. She was on Jason's lap and they were making out.
I immediately pulled her off him and glared at him. "What the fuck, Sanders?!!"
Jason relaxed on the couch he was sitting on with a wicked grin etched on his face, "What? It's not my fault. She sat on my lap and asked me to kiss her."
"Caroline?" I searched her eyes to see if he was telling the truth.
He was.
My rage intensified; I tore my gaze from Caroline to Jason who was laughing at me.
"You can never beat me, Sanders, and besides, you should be more worried about your sister."
Fuck - no wonder her mood was dull today.
Without hesitation, I stormed out of the party and into my car; I had had enough of this bullshit.
Dialling Rielle's number, I tried not to think about Caroline and was focused on getting back to my sister. I imagined how much pain she would be in now and I felt guilty to have left her in that state.
"Hello?" I smiled happy that she had finally picked.My smile dropped when I heard police siren from the other end of the line but no one responded. "Rielle? Are you okay?" I asked as my anger dissolved and was replaced with fear.
"Ayden," I heard my mom's voice before she broke into sobs.
Why was she with Rielle's phone? I thought deeply to myself.
"Rielle...suicide," Mom managed to mumbled in between sobs. My eyes widened as I remained quiet.
It was not true.
She couldn't be.
"She's gone, Ayden."
And with those three words, my world went tumbling down.
Back to the present . . .
The question wasn't what Jason did to me; it was what Jason didn't do to me.
He took away the two people that I cared for and respected the most. He indirectly killed my sister, stole my to-be girlfriend from me and was the one behind my downfall.
He used my anger as an advantage and made me a fucking monster. I was at fault too because I had foolishly let him.
It felt weird staring at Amelia, lost in thought as she yelled at me. I came back to reality as I felt a hand connect to my face.
She slapped me.
"You aren't even listening. I'm a fool to you right? Then leave me alone, I'm done." With that, she stormed off like before but this time, I didnt go after her.
If I did, it would only cause more harm than good.
I was a coward, unable to admit whenever I did something wrong because I always blamed him for my mistakes, but I had decided that enough was enough.
So as Amelia ran away from my grasp, I let her go. I wasn't going to give up, neither was I going to give Jason the pleasure of watching me crumble.
One may call me a fool for doing this but I wasn't going to humiliate Amelia because of my past. I would rather let her go and suffer alone.
I let out a sigh, not wanting to tear my gaze from her until she was out of sight.
Amelia was gone now and sadly, she didn't last a day.
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