Call It Fate

Prologue

I love making you believe

What you get is what you see

But I'm so fake happy

I feel so fake happy

And I bet everybody here

Is just as insincere

We're all so fake happy

And I know fake happy

Hestia's face scrunched up softly upon hearing the song, sighing in disappointment, her nose wrinkled. Every time she tried setting up a date, he'd cancel last minute or maybe forgotten. She was tired of listening to his lame petty excuses.

If I smile with my teeth

Bet you believe me

If I smile with my teeth

I think I believe me

Oh please don't ask me how I've been

Don't make me play pretend

Oh no, oh what's the use?

Oh please, I bet everybody here is fake happy too

The last time he said he was busy studying, it turned out he was playing video games with his friends. She couldn't even remember those excuses anymore. Who would date someone if you don't even have time for them? Or even call them to ask them out?

She was totally pissed; she was close on choking him. 

A soft tap pulled her out from the zoned state of mind. Gazing up, he met with the waiter's eyes it was unmistakable that this waiter was worried for her. She was in the shop for more than 5 hours,

"I'm sorry. But I'll be closing soon," He spoked gently.

She nodded slowly, a pang of disappointment in her; voice she answered, "Sorry."

Oh please, just don't ask me how I've been

Don't make me play pretend

Oh no, oh no

Oh what's the use?

Oh please, I bet everybody here is fake happy too

Oh please, I bet everybody here is fake happy too

"It's alright. If you'd like, I'll accompany you after I close up." He offered.

She shook her head. Tucking her fallen hair locks behind her ear, she turned down the kind offer of the waiter. "It's okay. Thank you for the kind offer." flashing a grateful smile towards the waiter before walking past him.

"Have a nice evening." She spoke before walking towards the door.

Tapping the screen of her phone as she quietly walked down the sidewalk. The confusion was all written on her face. What will she do? Will she break up with him? Thinking about the possible outcomes of breaking up with him sent shivers to her spine.

Is this a good idea? She thought.

"If I break up with, him I won't be stood up. That'll be great. But having a gorgeous ex would be hell. I hate his hideous fangirls." She sighed.

The possibilities are a bit, but she knew what those girls could do to her and how evil can they be. He was the only reason why she wasn't getting bullied. Dating him had pros and cons.

So stupid

She decided to call him. Well, communication is one of the main foundations for a relationship. She dialed her significant other's phone. Holding it up to her ear, it rang.

Once.

Twice.

Thrice.

She dialed his number for how many times. After the ninth ring, he answered.

"Hello, my dear." He answered.

She started to frown. "You forgot."

Right from the start

You were a thief, you stole my heart

And I, your willing victim

I let you see the parts of me, that weren't all that pretty

And with every touch you fixed them

Now you've been talking in your sleep oh oh

Things you never say to me oh oh

Tell me that you've had enough

Of our love, our love

The other line went silent for a few moments before he apologizes. "My apologies, I was busy with my friends."

An angry vein almost popped out of her head. "For Pete's sake. You could have called ahead of time. You wasted my time waiting for you." she whispered. "You've stood me up many times."

I'm sorry I don't understand

Where all of this is coming from

I thought that we were fine (oh we had everything)

Your head is running wild again

My dear we still have everythin'

And it's all in your mind (yeah but this is happenin')

You've been havin' real bad dreams oh oh

You used to lie so close to me oh oh

There's nothing more than empty sheets between our love, our love

Oh our love, our love

He sighed on the other side of the call, "Right." then he hung up on her.

A bad feeling, it was bad.