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MidReal Story
Bad Boy's Bet
Scenario:You dated someone for a bet but fell in love with them but ur fake friend rated u out
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Kate
Isabella
Victor
"Hey babe," I said, walking into the living room where she was watching TV.
She didn't even look at me.
"Hey," she replied coldly.
"What's wrong?"
I asked, sitting next to her.
"I don't want to talk about it."
She stood up and walked out of the room.
I followed her.
"Is everything okay?"
I asked.
She started crying and my heart began to crack.
"Why did you do that to me? I thought we had something real," she said, looking at me.
My heart began to break into pieces seeing her like this.
"We do," I said, trying to hold her but she pushed me away.
"We don't! You didn't even tell me. I had to find out from Kate," she said, looking at me.
"Isabella," I began but she stopped me.
"No don't even try to explain yourself. I don't want to hear it. I never want to see your face again," she said, wiping her tears.
I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces.
I did it all for a stupid bet and now I lost her.
"Isabella," I called but she didn't answer.
She kept walking away from me.
It all started with a stupid bet.
A bet with my friends that I would date Lily Carter for a month without falling in love with her.
I chased after her, my footsteps echoing on the wooden floor.
She reached for her coat by the front door, her hands trembling as she struggled with the buttons.
I stopped a few feet away from her, not wanting to spook her further.
I watched as she fumbled with her phone, probably texting Kate to come and pick her up.
My throat tightened as I watched the person I had grown to love over these past few weeks trying to get away from me.
The silence between us grew heavier, until I couldn't take it anymore.
I watched as her hands shook while she typed on her phone.
I saw tears fall onto the screen, smudging the words she was trying to type.
I took a slow step forward, reaching out for her arm.
She flinched away from me, pressing herself against the wall beside the coat rack.
"Don't," she warned, her voice breaking.
I stopped, letting my hand fall limply to my side.
The room was filled with the sound of her quiet sobs and the mechanical clicks of her texting.
Each passing second felt like an eternity as I stood there, unable to do anything but watch her try to escape me.