23. Caught by the Fishing Hook Pt. 2

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"Arielle listen. I have a reputation, I don't know if you know what that means, but it's very important that no stupid shit like this gets spread around. I don't know if you're telling the truth or a lie, but I think it's safe to say that we should stop talking." He pursed his lips, his eyes not even trying to look at me.

I didn't know how to reply back, so instead I just stood their with my head down with my fists clenched in complete anger. I just silently walked away from him, trying to cover up the gallons of pathetic tears running down my face.

14 years of friendship just thrown down the drain like nothing.

I walked the halls the next day, catching looks of distaste and strong hatred. All I want to do right now is go to swimming practice and forget about all of this.

It all started with Mase joining the football team, causing him to gain popularity for his looks and for his stupid skills in football. Then I guess, some desperate girls that wanted Mase inside of them saw me getting a ride from him and then started up a fake rumor about us sleeping together and me having STD's or something. Then more rumors came up like, me aborting a child, me forcing Mase into smoking, me being adopted, and the most funniest one, having a secret relationship with one of the male teachers.

Then that's when I was given a beautiful nickname that I'm truly thankful for receiving.

A nickname not everyone can receive easily.

A nickname that didn't ever drive me to wanting to kill myself and me wanting to shoot up the whole school, causing the blood of these satanic highschool kids to spill among these dreaded halls.

A nickname that will always be remembered in my brain for more years to come.

The Amphitrite Whore.

"Arielle is you there?" Savannah exclaimed, snapping her finger in front of my face. "I finished my burger, hurry up and finish yours, we need to check on Diamond."

"Oh yea." I coughed, looking down at the 10 missed text messages from Diamond.

"It's done

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"It's done." Diamond muttered, looking at the floor like a zombie.

"Are you serious?" My eyes widened, thinking over the fact that they were clearly a match made in heaven, and now all of that is simply just swept away like nothing.

"It was clearly my fault." Diamond continued, trying her best to force out a smile. "It wasn't the first time anyway. He cheated once too. We've been trying to keep the flame going and rising, and we did, for two years. And slowly, it became smaller and smaller, and then it just had to be extinguished. Now, we're just left with the ashes." By the time Diamond ended her sentence, tears rapidly started falling down her face, making me wanna try and comfort her with a hug.

Savannah joined in the hug too, both of us hearing Diamond loudly weep in front of us, causing other people to throw us some glances.

Savannah and I bombarded her with sympathy and started talking about how it was gonna be okay and how everything was gonna get better, but it only made her crying louder.

Diamond was visibly breaking down in front of us and their was nothing we could do to make her feel better which made me feel like a horrible friend.

Savannah guided Diamond back to the car as my hands kept patting her back to calm her crying.

Without paying any attention to what was in front of me, I then suddenly felt myself bump into someone else's body, quickly causing my eyes to shoot up to see whom I bumped into.

"Levi?" I blurted out.

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Oh no Levi.

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