Chapter 62

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Before I know it, I'm shoving the laptop away from me and storming out of the coffee shop and falling to my knees on the hot ground. My face is buried my hands that are now soaking with my tears.

You'd think I'd be out of tears by the amount of times I have cried.

You and I, are both wrong.

This will never end.

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The breeze is blowing through my hair as I finally stand to my feet. I cross my arms over my chest and think about what I have just seen.

Everyone around me, each and every one of these individuals could have seen that picture, probably thinking so less of me. I don't even want to show my face anywhere.

The only person I could think of doing something like this to me is her. Tiffy.

She's hated me since the second day of school and has never let go of that grudge. It's all because I have the one thing that she wants. If I could, I would let her have him. Break up with Harry and just leave him alone so that she will never do anything to torture me again.

But I can't. It's not that I physically can't break up with him it's that I know that deep down I will never be able to stay away from him. The temptations will overcome me to the point where I won't be able to sleep alone, let alone the amount of nightmares I will be getting for this!

I just never thought that someone could be so possessive, so obsessed with someone in their life. It's so sickening how Far Tiffy would actually go just to make my life a living hell. She's fighting for someone who doesn't even car if she loses. She's hoping for him to notice her when he could care less .

I don't know how much longer I can take the pain in my chest. It's tight, the breathing being hard . .Everything goes wrong for me. For one time in my life I just want a day, one day to smile. A day to be happy and not have something make me depressed.

"I'm so sorry," Abby's whisper pulls me away from the upsetting thoughts. I didn't even hear her come out here, I was too caught up in trying to focus what has just happened. It's still all a blur to me. "None of this should happen to you."

I look at her, my vision is still blurry from my water eyes. "It never ends." I look back at the street and she doesn't say anything for a few more minutes.

I know she is trying to help me, but I sort of wish she had never even shown me the picture.

'Easy peasy Beth is easy.' The caption of words run across my eyes like a movie screen.

They all think I'm a slut; like I'm easy and going to sleep with every guy that says they want to have some fun.

The person they have created for me in a contradiction. A complete opposite of who I am.

They created a monster.

I feel angry. I feel like I need to scream, just needing to yell to letter of the anger out of me.

"I'm going to call harry," Abby says and pulls out her phone.

"What? No." I grab her hand before she puts the phone to her ear, ending the call before it even got the chance to connect.

She looks at me as though I am crazy. "Bethany, you are the one who says he helps you through everything, Every time you have a problem he is there for you right?"

"That's exactly the point." My words sound frustrated. "It's everything! I don't want him being dragged into my problems." I tug at the roots of my hair. I'm so beyond aggravated at all of this.

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