Chapter eighteen

"You won the bet" I hear one of the guys from class tell Gabriel. He laughs shaking him

It can't really be it can it?

"What bet?" I ask. Gabriel is surprised but he covered it immediately with a blank look.

"We made a bet at the beginning of school year, bet was if he could sleep with you" my world crashed..

The whole class went silent. They were listening.

"I trusted you" my voice came out shaky. I couldn't be this weak girl that was about to cry because of a guy..

"People ain't always what they seem" he shrugged.

" I thought you loved me"

"Your own father didn't love you how do you expect someone else to" there was gasps around class.

I laugh.

"Is that what you people really do? Use others weaknesses against them, am I surprised? No but yes I'm disappointed" he dropped his facade for a second but put it back on immediately. I turn locking eye with Oma, I expect her to laugh or mock me, but she doesn't. Breaking eye contact I leave the class.

I sit under a shade, hugging myself.

"Crystal don't cry" Charlly enveloped me in a hug. I hug him back

"If you say that again I'd actually end up crying"

He pulled away

"Should I go kick his ass?" I nod

"Would you do that?" He hugs me again

"I'd do anything for you"

I stay there till school is over. Charlly left sometime ago. I take my bag and go home.

The house is quiet but I know mother is home. Quietly I walk to my room. I close the door behind me. First thing that catches my eye is the teddy. The one he got me. I drop my bag walking to it. I pick it up pressing its tummy.

"I love you" lies.

I press it again

"I love you" all lies.

A hand comes out first then the other, in a few minutes it was a scattered mess of cotton and lies.

I'm sitting on the floor, head hung low and wrist bleeding.

My door opens

"Crystal are you ho.. Jesus" she rushes inside kneeling beside me, she takes the knife from my grasp throwing it away, tearing a strip from her skirt she uses it to tie my wrist.

"What were you thinking?" I wasn't.

She rushes to my bathroom coming out with the first aid box she kept there.

"Do you love me?" I find my self asking. She looks at me." Of course I do"she goes back to cleaning my cut. She is trying to be calm but I see her hand shaking.

"Then why doesn't he?" My voice breaks.I said I won't cry.

"Who?"

"Why doesn't Gabriel love me" a tear falls. Betrayer.

"Am I not good enough? Why won't he love me" I end up breaking down. I hated feeling this way. Weak.

"You are more than enough" she hugs me

"Dont ever feel like you are not"

"Then why won't he love me"

"Love can be painful sometimes, you just have to know when to let go"

"Why me!? Why can't he just love me? Why?!"

She doesnt say anything.

She just holds me silently