Two for the Show
4
The next morning I'm sitting in my literature class listening to a boring lecture when the girl next to me elbows me. I look at her, confused as we've never talked before, and she points out the window. I look out to see Alec in the courtyard in the middle of campus, putting on another show. Flowers make up huge letters on the grass, spelling out "Sorry I Love U". Alec is kneeling in the middle of the flowers, and he's facing the business building across from me. I glare at the back of his head. If he wants to continue this charade, he should at least know what building I'm in.
"Do you know who he's apologizing to?" I whisper.
The girl shakes her head and matches my volume, "he's been out there almost 20 minutes, and no one has shown up."
Perfect, she had no idea who I was, "If that's who I think it is, I don't think she'll show."
I lean in, "My roommate told me that his girlfriend broke up with him because he started asking for really kinky stuff in the bedroom."
She gasps, but she's grinning as she leans closer, "How kinky are we talking?"
I shrug, "She didn't tell me but, last time I saw him with his girlfriend, she had bruises on her wrist and neck."
The professor turns off the lights halting our conversation, but I can still see Alec out of the corner of my eye. My mind drifts back to when I discovered who Alec really was. About a week into dating, he wanted me to move in with him. I disagreed as I was just starting to like Becky as a roommate and suggested off-hand that maybe I wasn't the girl for him. The next day my hell started. I was still new to the small campus, and Alec was one of their star athletes. All he had to do was lie about me and send around pictures. Every time I tried to refute the rumors, it only made it worse. Only a handful of people believed me, and he only gained more sympathy with his public I-forgive-you speech. It wasn't until then that I understood he had planned it all, but it was too late; I was already under his thumb.
Alec could try to trap me again with his theatrics, but no one knows the dark shades of this campus like me. Unlike Alec, I don't need to step on the stage, the rich snobs whose greatest entertainment is gossip will do the work for me. All of his theatrics would make them talk, and the more they talk, the faster he will fall.
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