Twin betrayal

       “I don't know what to wear for the date, i am running out of time!” i yelled into the phone. “Calm down, take a deep breath, angle your phone to your closet and let me see the options you have.” replied Grace, my best friend in the whole world. Her father got transferred to work in France sometime last year, so they had to move away.       “Alright” I replied, placing my phone on my phone stand then, tilting it to face my closet. “I feel like this black dress is overdoing it, this ripped jean and top in underdoing it and this jumpsuit is just not going to cut it” I said while rummaging my closet . “You know you do not have to be too extra, right? You will look good no matter what you choose to wear” Grace said giggling. "But all the same, I think you should just wear that purple dress your mom bought for you last month, you looked so good in the pictures you sent me." “Alright, alright I will wear that.” I replied while trying to look for the purple dress. “Bye girlfriend, talk to you when I get back”. She said her goodbyes and disconnected the call.      One hour later, I was all dolled up and was on my way to the restaurant he picked. On getting there, he was yet to get there, so I waited. While I was waiting I ordered a bottle of water because, I was so nervous. I know I shouldn’t be nervous at this point in our relationship, but I can’t help it.      Chris is one of the most sort after boys in school, and I am not bad either (if I do say so myself).But, there is this insecurity I feel when I see him with other girls. I feel like I am not enough for him, so anytime I get a call or text message from him, my heart always skips. Who knows, it might be a break up call or message. Pathetic right? I know, but this is how I feel.       Thirty minutes after my arrival, he came. Apologized for being late and we ate our dinner while chatting about different things.        The next day in school, we saw each other in the morning and went to our various classes. Ever since Grace moved away from New York, I haven’t been able to replace her. So I was basically alone, safe for Chris.        It was time for gym class, so I had to change. As I was about to go into the locker room, I heard people whispering. As I was about to push the door leading to the locker room open , I heard a male voice say “you know I just wanted to get you jealous” and a female voice replied “you didn’t have to sleep with her, you know?” Then the male voice said “I got carried away, besides it looked like you weren’t paying attention.” Then the female voice relied “I just got scared that you fell in love with her.” “Never, all of me is for you baby” said the male voice and they both started moaning. This is high school, people gossiping and making out in the locker room isn’t new. So I decided to mind my business and change because I was almost late for class.         As I pushed the locker room door open, I saw my boyfriend and his ex-girlfriend “miss perfect” I froze on the spot. Fear, sadness, disappointment and panic taking over my entire body. At this point I didn’t even know what I was doing, Chris and little miss perfect pulled apart and turned to me.        Chris looked at me with bulging eyes and started apologizing. “Babe, it isn’t what you think” once he saw I wasn’t buying it, his demeanor changed and he looked at “miss perfect” and said “alright fine, she is the one I love”. “This is the real deal” he said, pointing at both of them and “miss perfect” smirked.        “I knew it all along, I am not enough for you?” I yelled, tears running down my face. I then ran out. I couldn’t hear any footstep behind me so I guess he truly didn’t care after all. Gym class now forgotten, I ran into my car and drove home. Thankfully, my parents weren’t home, I cried out my eyes and called Grace, she wasn’t picking and then I remembered, school wasn’t over for the day. I slept off only to be woken up by my ringtone, it was Grace. I told her everything and she consoled me.         At 18 years old, Chris was my first real boyfriend and I loved him so much. We had done practically everything together, so it hurt more when I started hearing rumours that he was bragging to his friends that I was a means to get his ex-girlfriend jealous. Thoughts that I was played kept on running through my mind. With two months to graduate high school, it felt like the whole school was mocking me.         Graduation day came and passed and I was eager to leave New York and its memory behind. I gained admission into a school in Los Angeles and disappeared from New York for good, after promising my parents that I will always come home for holidays. Me being their only child, I didn’t want to break their hearts.