Filed to story: Dumped by Scumbag Adored by Billionaire
“Huh? How could that be,” Sara frowned, “We dated just a year ago just before I left for abroad. Aha!” She exclaimed upon remembering something, “You were so good at Korean I asked you to speak them for me every day, remember?”
“Oh boy,” Julie knew he was officially doomed. There was a passive expression on Anabelle’s face and one should know the girl always showed emotion – in one word, he was finished.
“Hi Sara,” Julie pretended to have finally remembered her, ” Yes, we were classmates. Now, Sara meet my girlfriend Anabelle. Anabelle, Sara,”
“Really?” Sara turned to her with a smile, “Hi, I’m Sara,” she extended her hand for a handshake.
“Hi, I’m Anabelle, Julie’s current girlfriend,” She emphasized on that, yet added, “You must be his ex-girlfriend?”
“Urm, not exactly, we were more like friends with benefits,” She chuckled as if reminiscing, “Although Julie had a girlfriend, then, he and I would have some harmless fun behind -“
“Sara” Julie cautioned her, sensing what she was about to reveal.
“No, go on ahead,” Anabelle gestured to her with a sweet calm voice, only Julie knew that was the calm before the storm.
“Really? It’s not much though and all in the past -“
“Sara,” Julie growled warningly
“No, let the girl be,” Anabelle smiled at her, “I just want to know more about your history. Is that a bad thing?”
“You can go!” Julie said forcefully this time and Sara understood at once she had said something she shouldn’t have. Well, she had thought it was one of Julie’s playthings?- all the ladies he dated and was dating at school then knows of their history – who knew he was serious with this one.
As soon as Sara left, a tensed silence washed over both of them. Anabelle stared at anywhere but him until he broke the silence by saying, “Your food has gone cold, should?I order another for you?”
“I have lost my appetite,” Was her blunt reply.
After a minute or so of another stretched silence, Anabelle pushed back her chair and sat up saying, “I’m done with this date tonight. This was a terrible idea,”
“Anabelle!” Julie called her, but she strode out of the place so he went after her.
Julie catch up with her outside and pulled her around to him by the arm, “Anabelle!”
“No, don’t touch me!” She hissed at him. She didn’t know what to believe anymore, her heart or her head. Her heart was telling her that Julie might really love her but her head was telling her to be smart – she might be the next on his list of dumped girlfriends.
The third point of view:
God was unfair to her, Anabelle thought. Others didn’t need to work hard yet got the love of their life, but for her, it wasn’t like that. She had to sacrifice her tears, feeling, and time and yet wasn’t lucky. Now, she finally thought she got the one for her, he wasn’t who she thought he was.
“Anabelle!” Julie called after her, but she didn’t want to see him. She just wanted to get into the car and drive off to her place. Fuck! Goddammit! She was so stupid! No wonder her IQ wasn’t as high as Isabella’s. How was she going to drive off with the car when it belonged to Julie, plus he had the keys.
“Anabelle, hold on!” he grabbed her arm, turning her around to him.
“No, don’t touch me!” She hissed at him as if his hand was poisonous. Right now, she just couldn’t think straight and wanted to be as far away from him as possible.
“Anabelle listen to me,”
“No, you listen to me!” She yelled at him, “What am I to you? A source of entertainment that would fade away with time? Is that it? Tell me, Julie, are you dating me because you truly love me or just a fling to pass off your boredom?” she stared him straight in the eyes.
“Trust me, Anabelle -“
“Well, that’s the problem, I don’t trust you,”
“Why? Because of my ugly past?”
“Your past doesn’t exactly make you trustworthy, Julie! I just discovered that it’s a game for you to cheat you on your girlfriends,”
“I admit that I’m not proud of the things that I previously did when I was less responsible, but who in the world doesn’t have a dark past?”
“Well, for starters, I don’t!”
“Forgive me Anabelle but I’m afraid not everyone is a Saint like you are but you should know that I love you, I’m sure of it!”
“Then prove it!” Anabelle yelled at him, “Don’t just tell me that you love me, anyone can say that to me as easily as you did, Julie,”
As if the universe was unconcerned about the situation that Anabelle was in, the sky opened up and showered the earth with rain. Unlike the others running helter scatter, none of the couples bothered to run for shelter. Who would with that kind of tension surround them?
“I don’t just need your word, Julie. Promises can be made and broken at the same time as affection ceases. I need assurance, evidence that you’re not just weaving a net for me to fall into, is my affection a game to you?”
“Why would you think that? I’m a changed person, Anabelle?”
“Really, a changed person, and yet you used me the first time we met,” Anabelle reminded him, yet gasped, “Maybe, these are the signs I should have looked out for?” she mumbled to herself.
However, Julie heard every single word she said and that made his blood boil.
“You need evidence of my affection?! Being with you isn’t evidence already?”
“What?” Anabelle couldn’t understand the point he was trying to make.
“I’m going against my grandfather’s wishes by being with you, how dumb could you get Anabelle?!”
Anabelle gasped in disbelief at his statement, “You’re calling my insecurities dumb? No, let’s be sincere here, how do you expect me to believe a guy who changes women like he changes his wardrobe and not only that, cheats on them while they date. No, tell me, Julie, what do you expect me to believe?!”
“That you trust me?” he whispered, cupping the side of her cheek with a hand, “Anabelle, I would never hurt your feelings,”
“I’m sorry, but trust isn’t exactly given like a free pass, you have to earn it. And so far? You’ve accumulated no points at all,”
“So, what are you trying to say?” He threw up his hand in the air, “That we’re over before we even began?”
“I’m sorry Julie but I’ve been hurt so many times that I don’t think I can handle another heartbreak,” was her response.