Chapter 15

"Aunt Shan, where does this go?" I asked pointing to the piñata in my hand

"Oh, you can tie those up onto the tree in the back, there's a branch already set for it" she replied shooting me a tired smile.

"Why don't you get some rest, you look worn out" I suggested

Tomorrow is Nat's birthday and we had all been up since yesterday night trying to put things in place. I still don't get why the party needs to be that big, I mean, she is just nine. Jheez

"We'll take it from here" I told her and smiled. She just nodded and peaked up the balloons she was pumping and handed them over to me before going into her room.

I set out to pumping the balloons after setting up  the piñata.

"Marty?" Jimmy called. "Hey Jim, what's up?" I asked and smiled at him while pumping a balloon. 

"I'm going to be out back playing football with my friends if you need me" he said and took a bottle if water out from the fridge.

"Sure, no problem. Be careful" I told him. "Yes mother" he called out sarcastically and I laughed.

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Everything kept swimming back to him huh. It was starting to get sickening, so I decided to check out my Instagram seeing as I haven't opened it in a long time. What I saw made the bile rise to my throat, my mouth dried up instantly.

How could he do this to me? I tried closing and opening my eyes to see if maybe, just maybe it was a dream. But no, it was real. It was a picture of Sophie (yes the same one that I fought with) on Gill's back, her light pink lips were firmly planted on his cheek.

I felt like a knife had been stabbed into my chest. The picture was posted just yesterday, I guess he's having fun without me anyways. My mind flashed back to the night that Sophie and I fought, or rather, I beat her up. He was there but he didn't see everything, he only saw the finishing blow.

He abandoned me, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't even feel bad about it, I mean, he was smiling widely even. No, I can't start thinking about this now.

I went into my closet, put on a tank top and a pair of loose shorts and then pulled my hair into a high ponytail away from my face and took off. As if on cue, Ariana Grande's No Tears Left to Cry blasted through my iPod as I started out on my run.

Yes, I can't shed tears over him if he doesn't care about me or my feelings. But we've been best friends for more years than I could count and then he decides to make a fool of me, seriously.

My feet were pounding heavily against the concrete, I hadn't even realized the few drops of tears that had stained my cheeks..."it was just a song"my subconscious told me. This whole thing was messed up, I was messed up. First of, my best friend hates me and is avoiding me and then my mother and sister think I'm crazy.

I guess no song can stop me from feeling the way I feel. I kept running and pushing myself to keep going even though the piercing pain in my thigh and calves told me otherwise. I bumped into something hard and rigid and before I could register what was happening I felt a song pair of arms grip my shoulders.

"Whoa whoa" he chuckled, steadying me. "I'm so sorry" I quickly blurted out looking at the tall, lean and handsome guy. Gill is more handsome though.

Did I just think that, ughh, what is wrong with me today. 

I shook the thought away as l looked back up to meet his light brown eyes that looked almost yellow under the sunlight. Chiseled jaw and everything, this guy was gorgeous.

"No, no, its cool" he said running a hand through his hair and smiling. 

I was about to walk away when he said: "Whoa there princess, you can't just bump into me and leave. That's not his fairy tales go now is it?" he asked, a smirk playing on his bright pink lips.

I rolled my eyes, "Martha", I said extending my hand for a shake.

"Marcel" he said giving me a firm handshake and a smile that showed his wolf like white teeth.

"You know Maoris right?" I asked slightly amused that thus hot piece was the one that Maoris wouldn't stop talking about.

"Yes and you're her twin" he answered. "Yeah, pain in the pancreas" I supplied and let out an angry growl.

"Oh" he said, "you umm, you were crying, are you alright?" he asked, Hus voice laced with concern as he changed the subject.

"Yes I'm great actually, looks like bumping into you was a good thing after all" I told him and he laughed lightly.

"I see" he said as he sobered up. "Well I have to be on my way now" I tell him with a small smile. 

"Sure, nice bumping into you Martha" he called out. 

"You too Marcel" I conclude with a laugh.

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The next day was alright. The things for the party were almost completely set and Yvonne would be arriving very soon. I seriously can't wait for this week to be over, at least that way school work will take my mind off of certain things.

Wondering what I am talking about? Of course you are. My mom and I are pretty much awkward and not in speaking terms and I'm pretty sure I'm not he only one who expected Maoris to apologize but she hasn't.

"The Queen Bee has arrived the hive" Yvonne's voice wrecked my train of thought. "Oh-em-gee, I just rhymed" she added with a squeal.

"Yvie, I'm so glad you-" I started but stopped short, I was completely lost for words.

"Hey"

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