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“UHM,” – she paused – “did Samuel already cheat on you?”

What’s up with her?  Why is she asking me that?

"N-No..." My forehead creased. Is she thinking that Samuel already did? "Why'd you ask?"

"Nothing. I am just curious,” she said. “But what if he cheats, what will you going to do?" I blink a few times. I was surprised by her questions. Again, Why?

That thought came to my mind, what if? I don't know and it's okay because our relationship will end soon.

"I will do nothing," I said to her.

She grimaced. "What? Is that so? Why? It's okay to you if he will cheat?" she asked in disbelief. I nodded. That's the truth now. I have no choice, maybe if our relationship will last forever. I would kill his affair with someone else.

"Yes, it's okay," I said, feigning a smile. Incredulity expressions plastered on his face.

"What the hell, sis. Are... Are you even okay?" she asked. I nod at her again. "But he's your boyfriend!"

"It's his choice, Scarlet. And I promised myself that I will always support him no matter what happens," I said. She winced.

"Gosh. You are unbelievable,” she shakes her head and stormed out of my room with a flounce.

I weakly sat down on the edge of my bed. I let out a deep sigh. I know that this would be hard for me. I need to accept the fact that we will break up... soon.

We will never fulfill the promises for our future. I'm starting to accept it, and he also needs to.

It's okay if he will love again. That would be better for him. We are not meant for each other. That's the truth and truth hurts.

After I finished fixing myself up for school. I took my phone. I saw another text message from Samuel. Saying why I haven't been answering his messages. I sighed and replied to him. I don't want him to worry and to wait.

'Don't wait for me, honey, I can't get over there. I have still a lot of things to do, research papers are always waving at me :('

I am such a liar. But if I want to have a change. Then I should do it even it is little by little. At least I'm starting.

I go downstairs. I saw my Dad and Aunt Shena. They call me for breakfast and I did. I didn't see my sister there. I’m really glad that she came to my room and talk to me even though I’m still confused why she asked me that.

"Where's Scarlet?" I asked my stepmother. She shrugs.

"She's not going to school today. She said that she's not feeling well." I furrowed. She doesn't look sick. I just had a talked with her earlier.

"What happened?" I ask.

"I don't know. I'm going to bring her to the hospital later, do you want to come with us?" I immediately shook my head.

"No, Aunt Shena. I'm busy at school." I smiled. She smiled at me too. I took a glance at my dad who's silently reading a newspaper with a cup of tea beside him. I smiled at him.

"Okay, then," my step-mom replied. "Just don't forget to rest and to eat." I nodded and turned to my dad.

"How are you, Dad?" I asked. He just took a peep at me and answers.

"Fine." I sighed. I know that the day will come that he will forgive me for what I have done years ago. The day will come that we're good and we're not distant like this anymore. This is the reason why I am jealous of Scarlet. She has Dad's full attention.

I regret those times. I think I should've obeyed him before; I should've trusted him but I did not. Because like what he said that time.

I am a fucking selfish.

I mentally smiled. This time, I won't be selfish anymore. Letting my boyfriend go is called selflessness. I want to let him go for his happiness. He can't and he'll not find it on me.

It's too painful to let him go, it's too painful to think this way but I need to... I need to break him for good. I want him to have a happy life.

I wanted to cry but I restrained myself. I don't want to cry in front of my family

I need to be strong.

Kirsten, be strong.

I just ate my breakfast and waited for a few minutes before going to school. When I get there, I took a glimpse at my wristwatch. Our class will about to start; thus, I need to make a bit haste.

I sighed in relief. I didn't see any Samuel there. He didn't wait for me like he used to. It feels strange. I'm the one who told him not to wait for me here so I shouldn't repine. This is what I wanted; endure this, Kirsten.

I felt the sting in my chest. But that's okay, I also need to be used to the pain in my chest. He will always stay in my heart. I will love him until... 

"I hate you! You said you love me!" I flinched when I heard someone yelped. I look around the car park. I was about to enter the school campus when I heard that noise.

I was curious so I look for it. I couldn't help myself; it looks like the noise is just a few steps away from me. I slowly walk to the car parking next to my car. I think the noise was coming from there. 

And I was right, I saw two people who looks like they're fighting. Oh, they're indeed fighting. I furrowed. I know that they are two, even I am not seeing the other one. I am hiding behind the car; I only see the girl who seems cheesed off. 

"I didn't say anything." My mouth parted. Of all people, why him? "We're just playing." Really? What the hell. After he said that, he received a hard slap from the girl. I knew that it was forceful. 

"Playing?! You are such a jerk! I trusted you! You... you're hurting me." The girl said and she started to sobbing. I rolled my eyes. 

"Okay, so I guess, we are done, Kelly," Charles immediately informed her. Yes, it's Charles. I recognized it by his voice when he spoke. 

I felt amazing, how could he just break up with her so easily? With no stuttering? He's a heart-breaker. I hope that I can be like him so that I could break up with Samuel easily. 

The girl stops sobbing. She just stared at him with his tears constantly oozing down to her cheeks. 

And again, he received a powerful slap from the girl. "Fuck you! My name is Zaleya! I hate you! I do! Go to hell!" she exclaimed.

I made a 'tsk' sound, he's a playboy. He's not even giving importance to a girl's heart and their feelings.  He’s indeed a devil.

Frustration and pain are visible in the girl's face. She shook his head and walk away while sobbing. I shook my head too; Charles is indeed a bastard. He always hurting girls. After that, I told myself to get out in this place.

But there's an urge to see Charles. I moved my head forward to look for him, but I didn't see him there. Maybe he already left. I looked at my wristwatch, I let out a loud cursed from my mouth when I realized that I'm five minutes late. I walk fast as I could but I was taken aback when someone grabbed my arm.

"Hey, where are you going?" With that voice, I know that it was him. The one who knew that I'm planning to break up with my boyfriend. The older brother of my boyfriend.

I thought he already left the car park but maybe he wasn't and then he saw me walking. When I looked at him, I saw that there's no trail of pain on his face. He seems normal. Breaking up with his girlfriend is always normal for him.

But there's a trail of something, something like someone just slapped him very hard. The left part of his cheeks was as red as an apple. It looks like one side of his face was blushing. I want to laugh but I refused to. I shouldn’t do that.

I tugged my arm into his grip, "What's wrong with you? I'm late!" I hissed at him. Maybe, he's aware that we're classmates and we are both late.

"I am late too but it doesn't matter." He shrugged it off. I shook my head and continue to walk again. He was just wasting my time. I am late. Maybe he won't attend our class today and I don't care if he won’t go to his class. This' his fault, damn. If he didn't hurt the girl then she won't pissed and screamed so that I won't hear and get curious.

He tailed me and he walks along with me. I tried to ignore him but I can't when he speaks. "Kirsten, you've said that you are late, you already are. You shouldn't attend the class, I'm telling you. Prof. Tan will scowl you," he said. I rolled my eyes.

"I don't care as long as I still attend his class." 

He snorted. "Is that so? You will interrupt his class." He grabbed my arm and stopped me from walking again.

"The heck?! Get off of me!" I pulled my arm. He's annoying me. "I don't get it why are you kept on grabbing my arm! You don't care about me, right?  I don't care about you too. Let's ignore each other!" I said in so much annoyance.