The Love Of Mine

CHAPTER 6: DANGEROUS GAME

~ ELENA ~

I checked the time after finishing one of my assignments, and it was after ten o'clock, and my roommates still hadn't returned. I checked my phone, and they had sent some messages and videos.

Where are you? Vicky asked.

Come upstairs, you need to see this fight? Have you gone home? I am looking for you.

I watched the video they sent me and saw the girl breaking things and crying. Her hair was a mess, and mascara was all over her eyes, giving her the appearance of a clown. When I left the party, she looked fine, but now she looked like something out of a horror movie.

Someone just told me the gist, she is dating Chris Hales, one of those Ace nation guys and he broke up with her and posted her friend on his page. But I heard she also snatched him from a friend of hers and was flaunting their relationship in her face. Steph said.

Karma is a b***h I guess. Ella said.

We are sleeping over here, see you tomorrow, Elena. Vicky cares she said.

Beware of the ghost, Love you. Steph said. They really are not coming back tonight.

I smiled then I looked around the room to cross check just to be sure nothing was in here with me. I stood up from my tiny bed and turned on all the lights in the room.

No messages were coming in again, everyone must have probably slept off, I went through the messages they left again and played the video they sent. This time I saw Chris in it, with his friends and with all the mess going around he just sat there sipping his drink, looking so fine.

I remembered the girl saying he posted her friend on his i********: and I couldn’t stop my curious self so I decided to check out his i********:. I can still remember his username Chris_hales I typed his username and Ella and Steph were already following him.

The first picture was a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She is so pretty. Chris was also in the picture and he was sitting on his lap. I decided to check the comments and it wasn’t looking good, some were even sending threats to the poor girl. I was still reading the comments when the whole post was deleted. I refreshed the page and the picture wasn’t on his page again. Maybe he deleted it. I kept scrolling down and checking out pictures of him. He is actually very very handsome but from what I have heard about him, his handsome face can’t cover his nasty lifestyle. I still can't understand why girls throw themselves at him when they know how it’s going to end.

My phone turned white; I tapped the screen, but it remained blank. I continued to tap and tap, then the phone went off.

Oh no, I forgot to plug in my chargers, I turned to the other side of my bed where my charger is and I plugged in my phone. One of the reasons I dislike iPhones is that they do not send you notifications when your phone is about to shut down. It took some time for it to show that it was charging. Instead of waiting, I turned to the other side and I slept off.

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~ CHRIS ~

I smiled as I posed for photos with some of my friends. A lot of s**t went down today and I just want to leave, but my friends are still here. I can't just leave them.

"Dude, we really need to stop messing around with crazy girls, like this girl was ready to throw some punch if she had gotten close to you," Finn joked.

"That b***h is insane, she left already, I thought the drama would never end." Scott said as he brought more drinks to our table,

“I had to break up with her right here at the party, Mehn. I hate f*****g with entitled babes. I hit it once and she thinks she owns me already. I said I'd pour some more drinks for myself; do you want some more? Derek and Scott were not drinking, so I asked them.

"I'm good for now," Scott said, as Derek took the bottle from me and poured himself some. What happens now that you've won the game again?

We have to play it again, dude, Brittany already liked you and Emily just wanted a taste of her friend's bf c**k, those bitches were too easy and made the game boring. They are both a bunch of hoes. Finn said with disgust.

"Hoes make the game too easy," Derek chuckled. It took you only two days to smach her and her friend.

"Dude, this comment section is blowing up, some of these girls are ready to beat Emily up." I think you should delete the picture.

I checked the comments section, it was filled with knife emoji, some comment were saying please delete, and people were tagging her and saying nasty things. Since I was done playing both of them I deleted the pictures. Some of these girls seem entitled to me, like the hell is wrong with them what if I posted a picture of a girl I really f**k with on here.

“I think this new game should be much more difficult, and since we're not going to count those hoes' own, I get to keep my bike, right?” Finn inquired.

He loves to play smart all the time, but his racing bike wasn't really my thing, so I didn't argue with him; instead, I simply told him that this time we were going to bet on his McLaren Artura, and I knew I was going to win. Getting a girl comes naturally to me.

“So, what are the rules? Let's go.” I said laughing.

Okay, you have to hit any girl who follows you now, no matter where she is.

“If you don't want to bet with your car, just say so. What happens if a girl from another country follows me?”

"We won't count that; she has to be in this school." Derek added,

Okay, I dropped my phone on the table, and they all circled around me. I received about 20 notifications and tapped to view them. Most of them were probably fake accounts created by girls who didn't want to follow me on their real accounts. Then a notification popped up.

“Elena Sherwood started following you,” it read and Scott tapped on it.

He started scrolling through her page. She's pretty and looks kind of familiar; I'm sure I've seen this face somewhere. Her page was filled with pictures of her mum and herself, typical church girl I said. I then clicked on the first one. She was with three other girls, all of them were stunning.

They were definitely all freshmen, such beautiful girls cannot go unnoticed at a school like Stanford, where everyone knows everyone.

"This is the perfect girl we need," Derek said.

“Why?” I inquired.

“Her photos screams innocent, like those girls who don't really understand how the outside world works and I am sure her mum probably tells her what to wear and what not to wear.” We all started laughing.

“I would definitely like to meet her friends; these ladies are gorgeous!” He said.

“I want this one,” Scott said, pointing to the girl with red hair.

We checked the tags, and fortunately for him, she was tagged. He took out his phone and looked her up; her profile was set to private, so he followed her.

“It would be difficult to hit these girls,” Derek said zooming into the picture.

“Just like the counselor's daughter,” Finn said.

“Nah, Jennifer was too easy to hit; it took me three weeks. She wasn't all innocent either; she had done everything s****l except the real actual s*x, and the only reason she didn't have s*x was because she was attracted to girls, and when her girlfriend broke up with her, she moved on to guys.”

"Oh sh*t, didn't the counselor try to ban lesbian and gay couples on campus? Imagine he found out his daughter is bi and is probably sucking on some girls p***y right now."

“Mehn, we live in a crazy world,” I said, and everyone burst out laughing.

So, Finn, what's the game this time?

"As usual, you make her fall in love with you, then you sleep with her and you get my car." He stated.

"Elena," I said slowly as I take a look at the girl's picture again. I looked at the picture she posted today with her friends, she looked familiar, then I remembered the girl who bumped into me at the party. Pictures do not do her justice; she is even more beautiful in person, with her doll eyes staring into my soul.

I followed her back, even though my mind was telling me I was about to play a dangerous game.