The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter Thirty-eight

The following day in school, it was lunchtime and I decided to invest my time into reading some new fantasy novels when I felt someone’s presence.

“Nice book you got there, the only problem is, it isn’t as interesting as you would ever be” Yes, you guessed right, the hottest girl in school leader Tisha was seated at the same table with me and this time, she was not with her minions.

“I am trying to read here please” I replied politely hoping she would leave me alone.

“So I don’t need to ask about the rumors going around that Mac and you are dating. Apparently, from how I see it, the rumors are true. Especially seeing how he reacted to your presence in the last games” I began to wonder what and where she was driving at with this conversation.

“Do you really think Mac loves you?” She asked. I dropped my book and looked at her for a minute.

“Look, talk all you want, but the truth remains that you are only jealous about this whole dating issue” She suddenly burst into a series of laughter.

“Jealous? Oh please! Mac and I are past tense now. Same way you would soon become his latest name to the list” I wish I could stand up to her and just smack her but, that wasn’t who I am.

“You know, I have always told you that Mac is after your pussy and not really you” I flinched at the mention of the P word.

“I don’t think so, I know Mac more than you can ever think” I wish I didn’t say that. I didn’t want to start bringing Mac’s issues to the public, I mean he trusted me with his secrets.

“Well then, why don’t you have a look at this footage” I was confused for a minute when she handed me her phone.

“Watch and see if you really think Mac loves you” It was a video of Mac and his friends at the party. I was left speechless by a scene where Mac had made a bet with Noah to have sex with me.

“Now do you believe me?” Tisha asked as I felt hurt seeing the video.

“Listen, Elena, we may not be compatible in any way, but I am just trying to help you because I am a human. You are a very emotional person and judging from the look of things, you seemed to have fallen for Mac. The truth is, no matter how he acts, Mac is only doing it for the bet he made” I shook my head aggressively, trying to disagree with what she had said.

“You may not believe me till it’s late” She left afterwards. I could not control the brewing tears falling off as I bowed my head on the table.

Could it be that I was just a pawn in Mac’s chess game? Could it be that all the stories he told me last night were all lies to serve as emotional black Mail?, did I seriously mean nothing to Mac was I just a bet he vowed to win? Several thoughts ran through my mind as I laid my head on the table.

“Surprised to see you ain’t in class yet” I heard the familiar voice of Mac. I didn’t care to look up at him as I tried to conceal the tears from my eyes.

“Hey, what is wrong?” Mac asked with a bit of concern in his voice.

“Get your hands off me!” I was slowly getting irritated by his actions.

“Elena? Are you good?” The fact that he was acting all calm and innocently made me want to just shout at his face.

“Can you please stop all this acting? Because I know you Mac, this is probably one of your tactics to lure me to bed” I wanted to pour all my emotions out at him.

“Elena!” he called me.

“You think I don’t know? I see how all this while, I was nothing but a pawn to you.”

“Elena?” he called out to me again.

“You really think I wouldn’t find out about the bet with your friends? I wonder why I had even accepted this stupid thing going on between both of us. This is all fake, the hangout, the late-night visit, and even you” I pointed accusing fingers at him.

“Elena!!!” He shouted in disbelief. And I couldn’t care less.

“Thank you for everything, “I said as I carried my book and left the cafeteria, not giving him a chance to even say a word to me. I was hurt, broken, and above all shattered. I was never loved by Mac, I was only being used.

Yes after the confession of not falling in love with Mac, it was all lies, unknowingly they were beginning to get bound to each other.

After class sessions were over, I hurriedly got into a taxi and left the school. I know Mac would want to come over but I wasn’t ready to face him.

I didn’t want to talk to him, not after everything Tisha had told me. I was so shattered.

When I entered the house, I saw Dylan and my mom on the couch all cuddled up together. They both stared at me but I ignored both of them as I was not in the mood to talk to anyone and I headed up to my room.

I threw my bag on the floor and laid down on my bed crying profusely. I couldn’t control myself anymore as more tears dropped from my eyes.

I thought he had changed, I should have known Mac was called a Play boy for a reason; he certainly knows how to get whatever he wants from a lady by just acting.

I heard my phone ring and I didn’t need my instinct or anyone telling me it was Mac before I knew he was the one and so I left the phone to keep ringing on the table.