Novel 543
6
Chapter six
Elena’s pov
I gave my pillow a few good whacks on the bed.
“OMG, what the heck went down at school today?” Ever since I distanced myself from Mac, that whole situation has been replaying in my mind.
I can’t seem to shake off the memory of his scent when he pulled me close. It’s like it’s stuck in my head. It’s crazy how I liked it.
But the fact that he pushed me to the floor made my heart sink for an unknown reason. I couldn’t have expected anything less from my bully but why did it affect me so much now? “I can’t seem to understand myself”
Ughhh… I’m so frustrated! I tried distracting myself by reading a book, but the incident kept replaying in my mind.
Does he use the same tactics to seduce other women? I clenched my teeth and stormed out of my room.
As I walked into the living room, I spotted my mom chatting away on the phone, laughing without a care in the world.
We used to have such a close bond. It felt like we were best friends, not just mother and daughter.
We used to do everything together; We went to cinemas together, joked together, even attended parties together, and had a blast while doing so …. it was just so sweet being with her as we have been living together since I was young.
but ever since I caught her having se*x with my ex-boyfriend, I couldn’t bring myself to forgive her anymore and it shattered our relationship.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Even though I swore to forget about my ex and cut ties with him, my mom’s presence triggered painful memories and intensified my resentment. She betrayed me.
I headed towards the kitchen and grabbed a couple of apples for a quick snack. As I made my way back to my room, I heard my mom calling out my name. “Elena!” She called then paused.
I gave her a cold stare and asked, “What do you need from me?”
She stood up and let out a sigh, saying, “You’ll never forgive me, huh?”, “dear, I already told you I am a changed person” she added.
“I’ll forgive you when pigs start flying and unicorns roam the Earth,” I sarcastically retorted, my expression devoid of emotion.
She had a smirk on her face as she averted her gaze. Stepping closer, she asked, “You think I don’t regret what I did?”
“Fine, whatever. So why are we even having this conversation?” I questioned, feeling frustrated and confused. And just so you know “I’m not falling for your emotional manipulation,” I responded, seeing through her attempt to guilt me.
“Look, disagreements happen, and we need to find a way to forgive each other, right? I messed up, I know it, and it was just a one-time mistake… Can you forgive me, please?” my mother pleaded.
“See,” I showed her the dish with the two apples, “I went to the kitchen for a snack. If you’ll excuse me!” I was about to leave when she interrupted me once more.
“Was your boyfriend telling the truth?, or I mean your ex, was he telling the truth when he said that? Are you dating a guy called Mac now?” she inquired.
“Oh, I see! So you had a motive behind bringing up this whole ‘forgive me’ conversation! Well, guess what? Mac is indeed my boyfriend,” I responded with a touch of pretentiousness.
“Why? Is there an issue with that?” I replied, matching the language of the previous statement.
With a sarcastic grin, she commented, “My daughter is such a fool. A massive fool. Are you too dense to realize that Mac never commits to a real relationship? He just uses and discards girls. Do you want to be his next victim?”
“Why are you pretending to care about me, Mother?” I replied, echoing her tone.
“I can’t trust someone who slept with my boyfriend and caused our breakup to care about me. But guess what? I know exactly how Mac operates, and I don’t give a damn. He’s my boyfriend, and that’s all that matters. Now, excuse me,” I stated before walking away from her.
She called my name twice, but I completely ignored her.
Honestly, it stings even more that I held onto resentment towards my mom, but that’s just how things turned out.
In my heart, I still had love for her and longed for us to be like we were before, but it’s a tangled mess. The whole situation was so awful and completely shattered me.
Mac’s pov
I stormed into my spacious house and headed straight for my room. I let my backpack fall to the ground and made my way towards the wall.
A large cardboard box with the names of all the girls in my school was attached to the left side of my wall. They were arranged neatly. I mark them as “done” after fu*ck*ing them.
I checked my list and there she was, Elena, the next girl on my list.
“Whoo, What a crazy coincidence!”
She would be the target on my list even if I had not already made a bet with Alex about her, and I am eager to include her in my bet and succeed.
As I headed to the bathroom, Elena’s name popped into my head, and I couldn’t help but wonder why I was suddenly thinking about her.
I mean, there is no reason why I should be experiencing such stupid feelings for someone like her.
It’s not my usual style, but I can’t deny that those feelings are still lingering.
I couldn’t help but wish that she was just a nerdy girl instead of being so beautiful.
After enjoying a relaxing bath, I settled on my bed and brainstormed strategies to win Elena’s heart.
“If I want to win her over and spend a night with her then I would have to first of all reduce the way I bullied her.: I taught
I couldn’t stop thinking about it until I eventually drifted off to sleep.