Can I Learn To Love Again?

I couldn't be more broken when I found out that I've been fooled all this while, thinking that I was being loved by him. I know that this will teach me a lesson not to trust easily in this life. Ever. Don't be confused as to how angry I am right now because it's actually not my fault. Now you guys would want to know me, wouldn't you?Well my name is Nuella, I'm seventeen years old and I'm kind of someone you'll call popular.  I have everything. No I thought I had everything; a nice boyfriend now an ex-boyfriend actually, a best friend now an ex-best friend too, a lot of guys seeking my attention, nice, loving and wealthy parents, money and God. I hope you've probably gotten the gist of everything without me telling you. Yeah-yeah, we broke up because some dumb idiot was cheating on his girlfriend with her bestie. Okay enough of the ra

After spending most of the day getting sun tanned at the beach we decided to go home.On our way home I replayed the events of the previous day in my head, the image of Linc and Sandra doing the gross stuff I saw them doing kept flashing. God how I wanted to get rid of that memory.I know, I know. I said I wasn't going to think of them this summer but come on, a relationship of almost three effing years and a best friend of like since foever, you just can't get rid of the memories that fast. Time they say is supposed to heal ya, so I'll let time do its job.My mind soon drifted to the events of today. It actually felt nice going to the beach today but I don't think I'll be leaving the house again so soon.Ivan Davids.The hot brown head with the muscles.On a different occasion I would've been looking forward to meeting him again but nah I'll pass.He's such a flirt.Obviously a play boy.The type that'll ruin a poor unsuspecting girl.He's so not what I want or like but seriously wh

The dinner was quite surprising, really" I told Jade over the phone. "How?"she asked. "Well guess the people that came over" I told her. "Mr and Mrs Humphrey and their annoying air brained daughter?" She said with a little bit of uncertainty in her voice. The Humphreys are a set of unnaturally annoying people. They think they're perfect, the richest–not that I care and above mistakes but the worst part is that they are so frigging far from perfect. They're the worst kind of family you can find in the US.  Their so called air brained daughter Miranda is just nothing to write home about, lucky for me she attends the other school in our town;  always competing with me for no just cause.  Well that's by the way. "Nope, you're wrong" I answered purposely keeping her in suspense. "Stop making me guess"

“Thank you for saving me back there” I told Ivan weakly once we were in the car.“No problem anytime, after all they deserved it, they don't deserve to be called humans because they don't have hearts” he said grinning, trying to lighten the mood so I had no other option but to return his grin with a forced smile.The drive home was silent, too silent that I didn't realise when we when we got to my house because I was wrapped in my own thoughts.Although the day started well, it's ending with a sore heart. A pain I hid so fast and so well has been dug up and now the pain is worse, I feel like my heart is in pieces. My heart feels like a shattered conical shaped organ.But as cliché as it sounds whenever I remember how Ivan saved me from embarrassment, my heart feels a lot more better. He knows nothing about my past or those people, yet he stood up for me. I don't even want to start thinking of when he called me his girl.“We're here” Ivan said bringing me back to the present.“Oh, thank

Ivan's P.O.V.I arrived at Ella's house—sorry mansion; I feel like I'm insulting the mansion whenever I just call it house because it is so freaking large, like the structure, the fountain, the garden, the drive way, everything is just so large—about three minutes earlier than I was meant to and called her.“Hey, Nuts” I said once she received the call.“Hey, Ivan” she said with a strain in her voice like she was sort of unhappy.“I'm outside but if you aren't ready yet, take your time. I want you to look your best” I said smirking—like she was going to see me—trying my best to make her forget whatever was troubling her. I just hope it isn't those jerks we saw the other day, thinking of them makes me sick. I keep wondering the relationship she has with them, why were so mean to her—more like why was the girl so mean to her and why was the guy looking sad, tired and weary.One day I'll surely get the information from her; I could always get the information I need elsewhere but I want t