The phone rang ten times before he picked up. I was bored enough to keep count.
“Yes?” He sounded annoyed, which was insulting, mainly because I was the only person who gave a shit about him anymore.
When will he learn how precious I was?
“Hello! It’s me. I was hoping… is this a bad time?” I made my voice go sweeter, more innocent. People were suckers for the angelic tone.
“Kinda yeah.”
“Oh I’m sooo sorry for being a disturbance.. it’s just.. something happened and… well, never mind.” I faked a sob. People were suckers for thinly veiled grief as well.
“What happened?”
Hook. Line. Sucker.
“Never mind… it’s not important.. . It is for me, but… yeah. It should stay between me and her-”
“Her?”
Oh I knew that would get his attention.
“You know who I mean. Your little darling lover-”
“Ruby? That was a long time ago and-” I could hear the disgust in his voice “She’s a bitch now. I could care less.”
There was an uncomfortable silence following that. I allowed myself to wait. Didn’t want to seem too eager- that would go against my whole ‘personality’.
“So. What did she do this time? Did she hurt you?”
Oh you would love that, won’t you? Just another reason to hate what you couldn’t have. So simple. So adorable.
“I… she told me something…. It hurt me.. I don’t know if she was lying but.. she told me that you hang out with me only to make her jealous-” another fake sob “Is that true?”
For a while, there was no indication of another person being on the other end of the phone but his laboured breathing. I could practically see the gears move in his head.
“Is it true?” I sobbed again. I was never one to shy away from dramatic effects.
“What? No. No you’re precious to me. You- you stood by my side through thick and thin and-” his voice broke “You were right about her all along. She was a lying, conniving little-”
“Oh I’m sooo happy! I consider you precious as well! You’re like my family!”
“I’m sorry you had to hear that-”
“No. No it doesn’t matter. I wont give much importance to her words anymore. Thank you so much!”
“I’ll see what I can do about her. When I’m done she wont bother you anymore.” His protective tone sent shivers down my spine.
“I know. I trust you.”
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“Good morning!” The wench greeted me with a smile.
“Oh good mooorning, Ruby! You look so cute today-”
“You think so?” She pulled on her short dress. Who did she think she was, wearing such provocative-
“You know, I didn’t sleep much last night-” she sighed, sitting down next to me. I bit down the bile rising in my throat and slipped a hand around her shoulders.
“Your eyes do seem red. Something happened? Maybe with-”
“My ex. Yeah. Tom just messaged me out of the blue last night and-” she sighed again, hugging her legs. “I’d only just started to forget… Why does he hate me so much? I was the one who was dumped and now he’s acting like I killed his pet dog or something-”
I had to remind myself to stop smiling.
“What did he say?”
“Something about me being a bitch to everyone he cares about. I don’t even know anymore.” Her eyes were tearing up again. The girl would drown us all some day. Disgusting.
She wiped them away and stared at me. “You know, I’m not so sure I should be talking about this stuff with you. You’re his friend-”
I morphed my facial features skilfully to showcase my ‘disgust’ at such an insinuation.
“Me? Friends with him? Ruby you know you’re my best friend! I’m only with him because our families know each other… I’d hoped you’d understand… I have to please them no matter how much of a bastard the son is-”
She looked up at me. “Yeah. Sorry. I understand.” Her lips widened into a smile, and I tried not to cringe. “I trust you.”
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When class began, I observed them both. Tom glared at her, something she returned with equal venom. The two supposedly ‘smart’ idiots had no clue they were being strung along.
I liked this. I liked this a lot, playing the messenger. Instead of a sweet dove sending words of love between two hearts, I enjoyed being the hawk that ripped them to shreds.
What did I get from this? I don’t really understand it myself. There is a small part of me that fancies him, and an equally small part that hates her.
But for now, at least for the moment, the fact that I have two people hanging on to my every word- the fact that I had the power to cause a rift between two people who supposedly ‘loved’ each other…. The thought is addicting.
Was this me being a villain?
Nah.
This was just me being human.
Well then. What shall I say next?
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