Chapter 41

♡ Lauren’s POV ♡ I pulled Bella away and wiped her eyes with my hands. I looked at her, and when she looked at me, I could see the compassion in her eyes. "Will you stop staring at me like that? You make me feel like shit.” I whispered that I felt as if I were crawling in a hole. I even wanted to hide there forever. "I'm sorry.” "She said with a guilty look on her face. "Well, you can say I told you so.” I sniffled wearily as I tried to hold back my tears. "I would never fucking say that, Lauren, I really thought he would never hurt you, because WHEN I saw the way he looked at you, I could tell you meant a lot to him.” She told me. "Yeah, I mean, it used to be.” I growled, thinking about the way Magee treated me at school and how he ignored me after pretending I didn't exist. "Don't say that about Lauren. Maybe you misunderstood something? ""She said, trying to comfort me. It didn't work because all I could think about was that Magee wasn't fighting for me. "I highly doubt it, and it has nothing to do with the way he behaves.” I began to cry again, my voice cracking. When will I stop crying? Is this what breaking up feels like? I don't like it. "Well, let's go to my room so you can tell me all the details.” Bella suggested as she led me to her room. When we went in, all I could do was tell her everything and have a good cry. Bella's face was visibly angry when I ended my SOB story. "That little fellow could have stood up to his parents! ” Bella yelled, gripping the silk sheets. "I was waiting for him, too, especially when his mother slapped me.” I said sadly. "I can't believe that bitch put her ugly hands on you, I'm gonna fucking rip them open and shove it on her husband's flat ass! ” She growled, her eyes fierce, as she thought of the concrete method. "She doesn't have ugly hands and her husband doesn't have a flat butt, and I think that's where Magee gets his perfect butt.” I told her I wasn't really thinking clearly. Maybe my heart is broken. I'm fucking praising people who suck. "Damn it, Lauren, we should be fighting them instead of celebrating them, you idiot.” Bella said angrily. "Er, yes, I'm sorry.” I replied sheepishly. "Anyway, before I was rudely interrupted, I thought maybe we could give them something back.” She said. I warned her, "No, Bella, these people are rich and famous. They can get away with everything. We don't stand a chance against them.” "Yes, you're right, we could burn down one of their houses and blame it on Geogre the squirrel.” She smiled wickedly, and for a moment I thought she was excited. "Which squirrel is Geogre, and why do you blame an innocent animal? "I asked her, but she digressed. "There was nothing innocent about that squirrel, that little dog shits its way into the apartment and shits everywhere. Once I catch him, I swear he'll give me his middle finger! ” She had an angry expression on her face. At this point, I couldn't take Bella seriously because I started laughing hysterically. I think I even peed a little, but no one needs to know that. Except for my underwear, of course. "Bella, how's your little head? "I asked, worried. She was acting a little weird, but Bella's always a little crazy. "Dude, I'm fine.” She stood up, walked towards the mirror and began making faces at herself. Well, I guess my best friend finally lost it. "Yes, I can see that.” I smiled. "Ok, I admit, I had some Simon's wine, maybe a little too much.” She sighed. How could I not have noticed that. I was made to cry by a guy, and I didn't notice the unmistakable smell of alcohol on Bella. "Oh my God, Simon will kill you! I'm not going to your funeral.” I told her I was already planning my speech at her funeral. "Oh, it'll be all right.” She waved away, and now she's twittering, and I'm a little worried about her waistline. As soon as she said these words, an angry Simon's voice could be heard in the kitchen. "Where the hell is my bottle of wine? "He yelled. "Bella.” "I whispered in fear. She put her index finger to her lips to shut me up. But when she did that, the drool went straight into my eyes and made me scream. Oh dear. I heard angry footsteps and stopped at her door. Thank god she locked it, or I would have witnessed death today. Simon banged impatiently on the door, and I hid behind Bella, who stared at me because I had let him know we were here. "Bella isn't home.” She said in an accent I never thought she could do. Frankly, she sounds like DORA's boots. 'Oh, really, Mary, who's in her room? Simon asked her sarcastically. "Yes, I gave birth to a baby Jesus, and you should bow to the Queen now.” "She said, still retaining the accent. "Bella, shut the fuck up and open the door so I can spank your ass.” Simon growled impatiently. All right, that's it. Simon's gonna kill us both. I will never get a chance to tell Magee that I love him one last time. Why am I still thinking about him? "Yes, in your dream, Simon.” Bella scoffed. Bella, you're just gonna make him angrier. Simon said gravely, "Bella, if you don't open that door in two seconds, I'm going to fucking break it down.” Bella must have heard the seriousness of his voice, for her eyes widened in horror. "Okay, okay, here's the thing, I took your drink because Lauren and I needed it because we were trying to mend her broken heart.” She rushed out, lying with her teeth. "You little bitch.” I said to her. "You love me anyway.” She answered back. That must have caught Simon's attention because he calmed down. "What's wrong with Lauren? "'he asked quietly through the door. We were about to answer him when my phone rang and everyone went quiet. I looked at the caller and was surprised to see my mother calling me. She usually doesn't call at this time because she knows it's my time to study or do my homework. In her words, she didn't want to bother me. So when I saw her on the phone, I was a little confused. I wasted no time picking it up, fearing it was an emergency. "Hey, mom, what's up? "I asked, trying to keep my voice quiet. I don't want my mom to know what I'm going through. "Lauren, your dad's here. He's got guests.” "She said gravely. My heart stopped beating, and I swear I saw a blurry second. I could feel the wall closing in on me as I tried to stabilize my breathing. "Who did he bring? ""I whispered. I don't know if I want to hear the answer to that question. "Your half-sister.” "She murmured. At that moment, I felt my world falling apart.