Clara
“And why would she write about you when I'm her boyfriend” the voice that came, fame and familiar making his claims on me.
Nobody ever defended me before and I was shocked to my bones. Strong arms wrapped around me helping me to stand to my feet and I glanced at him wondering if he knew what he was doing.
He was literally telling everyone we were dating. That save came in just exactly the heated moment and I was so grateful for that.
Celeb's face dropped into surprise then Elena's face was a mask of confusion. I watched her lips move but no words came out.
“How dare you insult my girlfriend”
“Girlfriend! Clara never told me you both were dating” Celeb said with so much disappointment in his tone.
“Now you know. Back off”
“Rowan…I..” Elena stammered.
“Watch your girlfriend and yeah I'm not interested and stop asking me out”
“What dude? Watch it” Celeb picked offense.
“Yes, Elena tried to ask me out. Here is her chat” Rowan opened his phone and showed everyone.
I never thought Elena would stoop so low to ask a guy out.
“But I rejected her and you can have her all you want”
“You can't come here make a claim on my step sister and my girlfriend too”
Celeb was trying to defend his girlfriend and could see him struggling. Didn't want to believe Elena could do that?
“I just warned Elena to stay away from me, it's crystal clear” I was amused at Elena's lips how it parted, confused at how I managed to be the girlfriend to the star hockey player.
It's unbelievable , I'm still in shock too. I was picked up from the floor and was taken to a more private place. The restroom from away from prying eyes and unanswered questions.
“What the hack?” He dropped me and I finally found my voice.
“Is that how to say thank you to the person who saved you?”
“Umh… thanks. You just made a claim In Front of everyone… I'm your girlfriend”
“So what about that, I know you secretly want me but doesn't want to admit”
What! Dude you're literally the last guy on my list.
My worst enemy.
“Don't flatter yourself not even in my dreams”
“It you're worried then we have to keep up the lies and the show”
“What do you mean?”
“We have to prove to everyone we're actually dating unless they are going to believe you have a crush on your step brother”
I could feel the pain in his voice but I care neither.
“Fine”
“A fake relationship”
“What! You want us… like to fake our relationship”
“Yes or so you want me to tell everyone”
“Are you threatening me?”
“Do you have another way to prove to everyone that…”
“Fine, I will do it but there have to be rules” I brought out my diary. I didn't care much of his opinion.
“Rule number one
No kissing
No sex
No feelings
He laughed like I just made a dry joke.
“So how do you prove to everyone we are dating”
I almost choked on my saliva when he said the next words.
“We have to always kiss”
Does he find me attractive? Never have a guy been so close and the thought of him talking about kissing made me unconsciously touch my lips and I wondered how it was going to feel to have my first kiss.
“No… we can't break the rules”
“If you have your own rules then I have mine too. You have to write my essay. I really suck at that and additionally we have to kiss. I guess you must wondering how it feels to have my lips on yours”
His ego pisses me off.
He shouldn't flatter himself thinking I was going to fall for him for this. I was only doing this because I have no other choice.
“You have to be at every party I host and we have to kiss. One month of fake dating and that's all it takes.”
“Fine” I accepted to date the bad hockey star player whom I despise so much.
When I got to my dorm, I updated my story but yet I couldn't sleep as I contemplated whether to be at the pool party which was coming the next day. My phone beeps.
A notification, it was from Rowan.
“Yeah, wear the hottest swimsuit and no pink. I hate pink” I read his message.
Who cares what he likes? I was definitely going to wear that color he hates so much.
Time seems to fly so fast and I was standing In Front of Rowan apartment with a pink swim pant, a summer hat and a scarf around my shoulder.
Taking a deep breath before opening the door but it got open and Rowan poked out his head with a smile on his face.
“You look ravishing,” he complimented.
Don't he hate pink but I guess I was wrong.
“You must be wondering, I love pink on you and it's one of my favorite color”
I cursed he must have tricked me into wearing it.
He grabs my hand and leads me into his house down to the back of the house where the swimming pool was.
All eyes were on us and I almost melted at their gaze. The attention of being the hockey star girlfriend. Least I forgot I didn't come with my glasses and with light makeup I looked a bit different from usual.
There were people already swimming and people resting on the sun lounger masking to the sunlight and there he was Celeb and Elena. Celeb was forming with anger as his eyes burned into the both of us. He looked so furious.
“Why don't we put on an act now your step brother's gaze is on us” Rowan whispered into my ears. At first I was reluctant but the moment my hand went over his back. He wrapped his larger arms around me then he did the unexpected.
He lowered his hand down to my lower back almost to my butt.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
ELENAThe day had come. It was supposed to be yesterday. Not today. But I had skipped because I was scared. And then the school management didn't think twice before reaching out to my parents who reached out to Nana and then Nana reached out to me as well. Too many reaching out. “There's nothing you can do to run away from this.” Why did she remind me? Did I tell her I didn't know? A sigh escaped my mouth as I got off the bed, catching up with the closet where a towel was snatched. “I don't know what to do. Or how to think about it. But I know I don't want to go back to that school.” I looked at Nana and then continued. “Another thing I know you know is that I don't want to be there. Why can't you and my parents help me by taking me out?!” Without waiting for an answer. An answer I knew I wouldn't even get—I leaned my back against the wall—leading my way into the bathroom next. “I'll be out soon. You can go back to work, Nana.” “Who says I want to work?” I watched her from
NORAIt's been weeks—a month and more since what happened, happened. Our reputation was somehow restored. Lyra waved at me from the other end. I waved back and hastened my footsteps. “Good morning, Lyra.” We caught up with each other a while later, hugged ourselves as usual when she asked. “Did you sleep well?” She looked at me from head to toe and felt my temperature. “I've missed you.” Again, we hugged each other. Then we walked together, without being scared to move around unlike the last time. I hadn't been to school for over a week and this was because of my health. Although now that I had returned, it was because I felt better. Why would I be here if I didn't feel better? “I've missed you too—” I mouthed. “Thank you. For the calls even though you could have come over to the house to check up on me.” We stopped at the usual gathering for students every morning, thoughts running through my head as I wondered if Elena was back at school or not. “Good morning, students.” “
ELENAIt was my luck, to a point. I was happy—not entirely but at least, have my phone. They had given it back to me and many answers would be given to almost—if not all the questions I had. “Thank you, Mom. Thank you, Dad.” Once again, I greeted. There was nothing more I had to say. All I wanted now was privacy—as much as I could get. “I'll be in my room.” Standing up at that moment, I was leading my way back up the stairs, many thoughts running around in my head as I feared the unknown. What now? What do I expect? Thoughts—many of them that I couldn't control ran around in my head. “Maybe this was a wrong idea—” I opened my mouth and spoke, changing and making up my mind to be in the space of my bedroom. At least, before making any assumptions or conclusions. After a while of walking, I stood in the space of the bedroom—holding back myself from screaming. Before anything, I took a seat. Not on the bed, but on the couch. A place where I did a lot of thinking. What was going
ELENADays passed. The day my parents would finally show up at the house arrived. I couldn't help but hurry out of my room this morning so that I could help Nana with the chores. I never really did this—I didn't want to. But something made me stay back and help. Maybe. Just maybe my parents would be nice to me when they saw how much effort I put in making this happen. Even though my second heart knew they didn't give a fuck. “Good morning, Nana.” I snapped out of my thoughts and caught up with the dining area where I had seen her. “Good morning, Child. Did you sleep well?” “Yes, Nana. Thank you.” I stopped when I reached the spot and let out. “What can I help you with today? I'm sure you need my help with something.” At the same time, I knew I couldn't stay mute forever. So I let out a confession. “I thought I could do something while mom and dad got back home and saw how much effort I put into trying to change, Nana.” “Oh—” The older woman let out a chuckle. What was funny?
ELENAIt was only one week—one week to my last days in the house. Whatever was going to happen when I got to the school bothered me more than my own reputation. There was no difference, at all. I would be there and humiliated. “Good morning.” I walked out of my room and down the stairs, catching sight of Nana who served a tray of meals. Maybe for my parents—definitely not mine. “Good morning, Nana.” I managed a smile. I didn't know whether I meant it or not. Fear was an understatement of what went on in me and I could not wait for this moment to finally end. “Good morning, Child. Did you sleep well?” Did she really ask me that? I wondered for a moment, confusion plastered on my countenance while I changed my mind and managed the same fake smile. “I slept well, Nana. Thank you for asking.” Then I looked around. “What about my parents? Where are they?” I looked around again before looking at the older woman. “They went to work. I'm sure they should be home by the weekend. Didn't t
CLARAAnother weekend had come. After the huge fight with Rowan, whom I knew would never speak with me again, I made up my mind to concentrate on what I had to do. One of which was making plans for my next publication. Out of my room, I walked. Caleb was somehow in my face. I couldn't even be angry at him—nor look him in the face at the same time. “Good morning.” I opened my mouth for the first time to greet him—then I continued my way down the stairs, soon reaching the diner and settling into the space. “Good morning, ma'am.” “Good morning, Brenda—” I looked at the maid with a smile that plastered on my countenance. Then I recalled some people I hadn't seen yet since I woke up—mom and dad. “What about our parents? Where are they?” “They left the house a while ago—” “Oh—” I looked behind us and he was there. My stepbrother had a smile on his face. “I see.” I looked before me again and looked at the woman. “Thank you for explaining. What are we having today? I'm hungry and need