Keeping It Stereotypical

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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"Hey." I crept up behind Bryce. Is it so odd that I feel so free around Bryce? I feel I'm getting my old self back. Bryce turns around with a smile on his face.

Gosh that smile.

"Someone's happy today." He teased, I was about to reply but when I felt an arm wrapped around my shoulders, I looked up in panic, knowing fulling well I'm not comfortable with this familiar scent.

It's Nate.

"Hey you, always with my girlfriend all the time." My heart racing. I could feel the tense atmosphere, Bryce looked at him frowning.

In shock, Nate captured my lips with his, to shocked to responded, in my shock I could feel Nate fingernail digging in my back indicating I should kiss back.

But I didn't.

He soon withdraws, I put my head down no wanting to stare at an angry Nate, too awkward to stare at Bryce.

"Saturday is still on right babe?" I looked up at Nate who is faking a smile.

I nodded, he pecked me before leaving. I looked at the ground intensely, before gaining the courage to look at Bryce.

Why is this so awkward.

"So what's going on Saturday?"

"He got a family dinner." Clearing my throat.

"Not so psyched about it?" He puts his bag over his shoulder.

"You got that right." I smiled.

"Too bad, I got us ticket to Jon Bellion's concert and back stage passes for this Saturday." I looked at Bryce in shock trying to process what he just said.

Jon f*****g Bellion??

"No way." He nodded laughing at my reaction.

Mom would never let me go.

I still don't know why I said,

"I'd go, Nate is always busy talking to people he father forces him to, just because he's taking over the family company, he has no time for me, you can pick me up one our later." Excited that I'd be seeing Jon.

"Easy, tiger. Text me your boyfriend's address and I'd pick you up." I nodded smiling.

"Thanks Bryce." I walked away.

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I excitedly scanned through my closet, I can't remember when last I was excited to dress up and go out. I finally set my eyes on a cute jumpsuit, I just need the perfect heels to complement.

The door suddenly opens making me to turn around only to see my mum.

What does she want now.

"I called a makeup artist for you, you are gonna look fabulous. Too bad I wasn't invited." She loves this classy parties, too bad her golden boy Nate as ever invited her to one.

I simply nodded, hoping she'd leave.

"I'm glad there's no argument between you and Nate, you finally stopped being stubborn." I rolled my eyes.

We don't argue, he hits me, repeatedly.

"I'd go now." I let out a breath of relief, now how would I get out of Nate's party without him knowing.

It's defiantly not going to be easy.

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"You look beautiful." I sent a fake smile towards his direction as he opens the car door, I slowly entered.

I took a deep breath waiting for him to come in through the other door.

"My cousins are gonna be here." He muttered trying make a conversation...

I get to meet another set of snobs.

"Yay." I muttered sarcastically.

"I don't like your tone." He grabs my arm tight, I gulped. When he realized how tight he's holding, he releases my arm.

"I'm sorry, just don't talk like that." He smiled before starting the car.

This going to be a long night.

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I slowly entered Nate's house, its beauty still has me captivated, it's just sad that as bright and beautiful this house is, the people leaving in it aren't. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Nate's hands came in contact with my waist.

"Come, I'd show you to every one." I hate meeting people, worse if they are Nate's people.

He took me to a group of young kids.

"Hey, Dani." He pecks an elegant looking girl, now I'm conscious of what am wearing, she's beautiful.

"And she's?" She looks at me irritatedly, I still forced a smile.

"My girlfriend, Melanie."

"Hi." I waved, feeling awkward, the rest of the crew are staring at me not saying a thing.

"Nice to meet you." I noticed she rolled her eyes while saying those words.

"I got to go." She smiled at Nate, she made an attempt to move away, bumping on me, spilling her entire red wine on my white jump suit.

You have gat to be kidding me.

I gasped in shock, knowing fully well she did it on purpose. What did I ever do to her? Why would she do this?

"I'm so sorry, can I do anything to help?" She fakes innocence, I tried to hold back the tears. I hate being this weak.

But I am.

I looked around the group, some laughing, some not paying attention, others staring. I turned to Nate, who is gulping his wine.

My eyes finally landed on the b***h before literally running away in shame, I heard Nate call my name, but I kept on running until he finally caught up with me. His image blurry due to the stored up tears.

"What was that about? You got your self stained making it worse running away like a little kid, embarrassing me." I can't believe what he's saying, tears already dripping.

This is crazy.

"She did it on purpose." I yelled in frustration, I don't want to be here anymore.

"Don't yell at me." He dragged me close roughly, making me look into his eyes.

"She'd never do that, why would she? She's beautiful, hot, elegant and you are...just you." He releases me making fall on the ground.

"Get up and go clean yourself." Hr ordered before walking away. I let the tears flow by squeezing my eyes shut.

I hate my self so f*****g much.

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I rapidly brushed the red spot on my clothes, in an attempt to get it off, but to no avail.

Fuck this.

I stopped letting out a frustrated sigh, how would I get it off. I cleaned my tears but it kept on dripping. Just then I heard the bathroom door open, I attempted to clean the tears so the person wouldn't know I'm crying. I soon realized its Dani.

What does she want now?

"Oh you are here." She smirked, I remained silent brushing off the stain, hoping she would take a hint and leave me the hell alone.

"Crying? From the moment I saw you, I knew you are weak." I have no idea where all these words are coming from, I have done nothing to her, I didn't say a thing to her. She's right I'm weak, gullible, ugly, fat, dumb.

I'm a total wreck..

I controlled my tears, I'm not gonna give her the satisfaction of seeing me in tears. I still kept my head down, staring at the shining marble floor.

"You are not fit for this life style, you are not fit for someone like Nate." She continued, I closed my eyes..

"You are just pathetic and ugly. Stay away from Nate." She finally stops, leaving me behind. As the door closes I let the tears flow.

I hate crying, I hate feeling like this, I hate being unhappy. I turned to the mirror staring at my image.

My dead eyes back.

Maybe change isn't for me, it's never for me. I feel on the floor letting a frustrated sigh. I took out my phone dialing Bryce's number.

"Change of plans, pick me up now." I muttered. I need to get out of here.

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Sorry for the short chapter.