Living With The Player

**CAMILLA RENÉE**Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

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“We need to talk.”

My voice was cold and void of any sentiment, exactly what he earned.

He shook, squinting his lids while glancing for a few seconds.

His eyes held so much hurt. He should’ve considered all this before fucking Eva.

I led the way and he followed. We got to another class it’s the same one he tried to kiss me in.

I kept my hand down jostling the irritating thoughts low while striving hard not to smack him.

“That stunt you pulled during lunch…”

I trailed off fuming with anger, he drooped his head. Of course. What in heaven’s name could he use as a defence.

“Let’s hold off on what you pulled at lunch today. First off, the reason why we are at this point at all. You cheated. I’m not sure I’ve said it your false without any bull shit to cover things up, so I’m saying it now. You fucking cheated on me. We were in a relationship, you had sex with another girl. That counts as cheating.”

I held off on my rant, exhaled and motioned over my body before continuing.

“Two years with you. Fucking two damn years. That’s how long we’ve been together. You and I Kyle. Two years and it never crossed my mind once to cheat. I never cheated with you. Hell before we started dating, a lot happened to me. I fucking opened my heart to be with you, even though I was in such a shitty place. I opened up and what did I get in return? What did you give? what did you do? You cheated. That’s what. We had one argument, you screwed with Eva on purpose to spite me, you can blame anything on this earth but you didn’t see me fucking Dylan did you?”

I blurted out. So much rawness. I hate it when I get this angry. I can say anything to anyone.

Now I’m mad and hurt at once. A bad combination.

“Now that that’s out of the way. I’m sure you understand that offence. On to the next. We are having issues like normal couples, instead of trying to sort it out in a normal situation, for this one, there’s no way you and I are sorting anything.

Your response is heading over on school property to pick a fight with Dylan who did nothing. It’s not his fault you couldn’t keep your cock in your pants. Now that I’m with you, I’m honestly regretting feeling bad when his teammates were planning how to hurt you.”

I poked his chest.

“Ugh”

I yelled in frustration, my hands messing up my hair.

“What the fuck do you have to say for yourself? Nothing. You’re just going to stand there and watch me then maybe run off and hit someone else!”

I blamed.

“I’m sorry Camilla.”

I did tell him to speak but hearing the same thing over and over again was beginning to get annoying.

Once again, he closed the gap between us, reaching out as he tried to touch me.

I whipped my head to face him, shoving him hard. He fumbled this time, his hand thumping against the door.

“I’ve come to realise that dating you was a mistake. After what happened to me, I didn’t learn my lesson. I should’ve stuck with staying away from boys. I’m going to make this clear and official so there isn’t much confusion. You see Kyle…”

I started pointing at him.

“You and I.”

I pointed at myself then faced the finger to him. He didn’t break my gaze, I’m going through with this regardless of how hurt he looks.

“We’re done. To this day, there isn’t any relationship between us. Nothing in common. Zilch. Broken up.”

I proceeded to keep it up till this point, a drop of tear threatened to fall. Don’t go weak Camilla, not now.

“So what? You’re doing this so you can run off and be with him?”

My palms went flying but I stopped myself before anything else. He doesn’t deserve any reactions from me.

“What I do isn’t your fucking business because you Kyle!”

I screamed sniffling.

“You ruined our relationship. That was all on you! I’m not the one who went ahead to cheat”

I yelled at his face.

“If I do decide to fuck anyone, that should not be your concern. It’s mine. We are over. Stop acting like you’re privileged to any knowledge about what’s happening in my life. You’re not.”

I mouthed with a tone of finality. His eyes darkened at the sound of me fucking someone else. He cringed his nose then scoffed.

“It’s over for good, I’m saying this now. I will not discuss this topic again. Stay away from me.”

A drop of tear spilt out from mine.

I wiped it off instantly.

Before anything else, I swivelled to the door and raved out of the class.

“You’re not gonna cry… ”

I confided under my breath, rushing to the next class. The bell creaked. That’s two lessons bypassed today. I’ll get the notes but I’m conceivably ahead of that topic.

I blinked my eyes furiously, digging into my back pocket for my cell phone.

“No. I’ll just look petty.”

I tucked it back in. I was going to agree to Dylan’s proposal, but what’s the need? I should stay away from boys. If I didn’t give Kyle a chance, none of this would’ve emerged. If there’s anything I should be doing is letting loose and ignoring shitty things.

“I’m just going to have fun at this party and let loose, just for a little while. Just for today.”

I muttered trying to keep my emotions at bay. A mental breakdown is lurking beneath the surface, just a little more. before I lose it.

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