"I've been texting you, but you don't even care to reply. I tried to call you, but there wasn't even a time that you answered. You even declined most of it. What's wrong Meg?" I hear his voice croaked as he was talking to me. The sadness and disappointment on his face is absurd. It's too much drama. As usual, being me, I don't feel any single pity on him.
"Don't give me these dramatic lines, Aaron. I can't handle it, it's too weighty for my mind to absorb." I said in a calm tone, not even caring to look at his face. Instead, I continued looking on my iPhone, busy doing negligible stuff, like checking Facebook posts.
"You're unbelievable!" His voice raised, which made me stop, stare at him blankly, and raised my left brow.
Silence filled the air between us. And obviously, I had to make a way to stop it.
"Are you really that stupid? Or it's just your mind that lacks knowledge?" I questioned, in a very rude way.
I see his face fell, shocked by the words that for me, is not even that hurtful at all. "What?" He spoke.
"Obviously, my actions show that I don't care about you anymore, or even this relationshit. And you don't get it? Oh come on! Open your eyes, and see the truth." I answered, that made his jaw dropped.
"Excuse me? Are you out of your mind? I've done so much for you. I made a lot of sacrifices for you, yet you are telling me this?" Aaron's temper is rising, yet here I am, not even scared at all.
"Oh yeah, now tell me, did I ask you to do those things?" I asked, but he remained silent and I didn't get an answer.
"That's precisely my point. I didn't. So now, do you understand?" I said to him, but no words came out of his mouth.
Minutes passed and there was no conversation that had gone through between us. He was just there, sitting beside me on the bench, staring away. I, on the other hand, was using my phone and didn't care at all of what was happening.
It was dismissal when he wanted to talk to me, so I decided to agree.
"So, what do you want now?" Finally, he spoke.
"I want a break up." I said simply, no emotion of hurt nor sadness. Nothing, at all.
"If that's what you want," he sighed, "Okay." He finally said.
After a few seconds, he left, not hearing anything from me. So I guess, that was it.
I don't even know why I am like this. A rude, heartless girl. I never wanted to hurt boys' heart, but something in me tells me that I should. Maybe, for them to feel what girls feel every time they break their hearts. Maybe, for them to feel what I felt before.
I'm a girl with a stoned heart because I force myself to be. No feelings, no emotions, no love. I'm selfish, rude, and careless. I decided to be like this for some instances, for some reasons, and because I have to be.
People see me that way, and they judge me for what they see. But these things? These are only the things that I allow myself to show them. They don't know the truth behind that girl, they don't know me.
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I headed home after that tiring conversation I had with Aaron. He's just another boy whom I played with. I couldn't believe that he took that relationship seriously.
I mean, I'm very well-known as the school's playgirl yet he still asked me out and tried to have a relationship with me. What was he thinking? He can change me? I think that's too impossible.
"Hello Meg," My aunt greeted me as soon as I entered the house.
"Hey Aunt Rica," I sat lazily beside her on the couch.
"How's your day?" She smiled sweetly.
"Fine, just another normal school day."
"You seem tired, maybe you should rest for a while and I'll prepare dinner. Okay?"
"Okay." I stood up and went upstairs in my room.
Aunt Rica has always been the one taking care of me since my mother is working in Canada. She doesn't have any children so she treats me like her own. I don't know why she decided not to get married and stay single. As a matter of fact, my mother is her younger sister, yet mom got married and had a child first.
When I was 10 years old, my parents got into a car accident. My mother survived, but unfortunately, my father didn't. Being a single child, all the attention of my parents was in me. So it was very hard for me when I lost my dad.
Every daughter dreamed to have a dad who'll protect you. Every girl's first love is their father. Every princess needs a king. All these things, I didn't experience the moment that accident happened. Life was so unfair, because it didn't gave me a chance to feel the love of a father. Yes, I did, but 10 years isn't enough. It is very insufficient, I need more, but no, I couldn't bring him back.
If it was very difficult for me, how much more for my mom? She lost her husband, her lover, her king. Every queen needs her king. Even though I don't see it, I know deep inside of her, she's broken, she's hurt, and she's sad.
A family without a father couldn't be called a family, but my mother proved it wrong. She is a very good mother, and at the same time, a father. She needed to be stronger, for herself and specially for me. She never made me feel that I lost something.
I pity my mom. All the responsibilities was left to her. She had to work away to earn money for living. She said everything she's doing is for me, and of course, I do understand.
"Megan?" I hear a knock on the door, and immediately, I knew it was Aunt Rica because of the sweetness of her voice.
"Yes?" I answered, leaving my reverie.
"Dinner's ready, dear."
"Okay, I'm coming." I hear her footsteps walking away from my room. I stood up from my bed and tied my hair into a messy bun.
I went downstairs. When I entered the kitchen, I see Aunt Rica placing the food on the dining table.
"You're right on time."
I smiled and sat on the chair, and she did the same. We ate the lasagna she prepared for tonight. After eating, I offered myself to wash the dishes and clean the table.
"You don't have to Meg, I can do it." She tried to decline, but I didn't allow her.
"I can handle this, Aunt Rica. Besides, I've got nothing to do tonight, except sleeping." I muttered.
"But-"
"No buts, please? Allow me to do this. I bet you're tired, so you better rest now." I demanded.
"Okay, thanks Meg. Good night." She smiled sweetly.
"You're welcome. Good night Aunt Rica." I kissed her good night and she walked out of the kitchen.
After everything was done, I went upstairs to my room. I lay down on my bed, thinking of many things. I didn't even notice that I was falling asleep, into a deep sleep.
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I hear the sound of my alarm clock aggravating my ears, and I knew I had to wake up for another day.
Another day of my daily routine. Wake up in the morning, go to school having the reputation of "the girl who breaks every boy's heart", go home and be myself, the real me.
I switched it off and stood up lazily. I went to the shower with my eyes half closed.
Every morning, there are two choices that you have to do. It's either you go back to sleep and continue your dreams, or wake up and follow your dreams. And today, I chose to wake up and follow my dreams.
After doing all the necessary personal hygiene, I changed into some girly outfit. A dress just above the knee, paired with a 4-inched wedged sandals. I put on a make up and allowed my curly blond hair to roll down my back with a silver clip on the side. I wore a necklace, a bracelet and a wristwatch. Then, I looked at myself in the mirror.
This is so not me.
I told myself.
I twist the doorknob and went out of my room. It's gonna be another day. Another day of portraying my character, the popular "school's playgirl".
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A/N:
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