I used to roll my eyes at girls who cried over a breakup, I thought it was stupid to waste your tears on a guy who clearly was not crying over you but then I just had to fall for someone.

I couldn't eat because it was hard to swallow, I couldn't close my eyes without seeing his irritatingly gorgeous face, I couldn't sleep because I kept tossing and turning. I hated each moment of it because deep down I knew that he wasn't even thinking about me.

I never wanted to believe that boys were capable of faking a whole relationship while girls just faked an orgasm. I waited for him to show up and tell me that it was just a joke but days and nights passed by and he didn't even look at me at school, it was like I never even existed in his life.

Same thing happened with Haley and Carley, they kept avoiding me and giving me excuses whenever I wanted to hangout with them.

Not only did I feel betrayed, I felt left out.

It had been a week since Charlie and I broke up and I didn't feel like getting out of bed anymore, I just wanted to stay in bed for the rest of senior year.

"Emily?" My Dad knocked on my door. I flew the sheets over my head.

"Emily, you have to wake up or else you'll be late to school." He said.

"I'm not going." I responded in a lazy tone.

"Yes you are, I'm coming in." He announced before walking into my room.

I didn't wanna look him in the eye, I couldn't look him in the eye after he had clearly warned me about guys like Charlie.

"Sweetie." He yanked the blanket off my head, I groaned frustratedly.

"Dad, please." I whined, hoping he would go away.

"Do you wanna hear about the first time your mom decided to break up with me?" He asked.

Damn It, I always wanted to hear stories about mom. She died when I was ten, she had cancer and I never really got to know her so I loved hearing stories about her.

"Why did she wanna break up with you?" I asked curiously but with my head facing the other way.

"You gotta sit up in order for me to tell you that story." He said.

I heaved a sigh as I sat up straight but still avoided eye contact.

"Well, your mom and I broke up like five times before we got married and had you, and all those times, I cried like a child because I thought it was for the last time but it wasn't." He laughed at the memory, I furrowed my brows at him.

"Are you saying that Charlie and I will get back together?" I asked confusingly.

"No, your mom and I fought a lot and that's why we used to break up a lot but from what you told me, Charlie just broke up with you for no reason and I don't think you deserve to be with someone as selfish as him."

My Dad never liked Charlie, he always told me to break up with him but I was too childish and naive to listen.

The signs that said I had to let go of Charlie were starting to look clear but I was still ignoring them.

"I'm gonna tell you something about love." He held my hand in his and looked me in the eye, "The right one will come when you least expect it and when he does, you'll know. I can't explain how you'll know but you will and all these feelings that you think you have towards that Charlie will seem like dust compared to what you will feel for your great love."

"My great love?" I whispered softly.

"Someone you're always going to keep in your heart whether you end up with them or not. That's your great love and it isn't Charlie." He told me, I found myself nodding.

"Now, get up, take a shower and go show the world what Emily Bennett is capable of." He cheered me up, a smile crept on my lips which my Dad celebrated to.

I hadn't laughed or smiled in a week.

"Okay." I gave in.

My Dad left my room and I prepared to hit the shower.

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My last geography lesson on Monday turned into a free period due to Mr Grey's absence. I didn't eat lunch that day because I couldn't go to the cafeteria, Haley and Carley were now hanging out with other rich girls and I obviously wasn't invited, I couldn't sit with Charlie either because he wasn't my boyfriend anymore, also, I just couldn't walk in there and sit on another table then pretend like I wasn't embarrassed. So I decided to go to the last place a person like myself could ever think of calling a eating spot.

The bleachers, trust me, it's better than the toilets.

I couldn't help but conclude that luck was not on my side when I found the football team and the cheerleading team in the middle of their training and that included Charlie, Haley and Carley.

"Why the hell are they training during my lunchtime!" I whined through gritted teeth.

Seeing all three of them in one place really pissed me off, yet again I found myself feeling betrayed.

It got worse when I spotted Charlie whispering something into his ex's ear, so many voices told me to walk away but the one that grinded her teeth while she whispered said otherwise, she said walk up to him and fucking go crazy.

I tightened my grip on my backpack straps as I trudged towards them, his ex said something to him when she saw me coming, which made him turn around.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on me. I was trying very hard not to wave my hand and say hi.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, looking around us.

Of course he cared more about what they were thinking.

"Can we talk?" I asked sincerely.

"No." He responded.

"I'm not leaving until we talk." I crossed my hands over my chest.

He rolled his eyes before grabbing my arm and walking us a few feet away from the crowd.

"Okay, talk." He sounded bored as he placed his hands on his hips.

I started pacing back and forth for some reason as I began talking with my hands, "So I've been doing some thinking, I know I'm not the best girlfriend in the world and I have my ups and downs and we've had those moments when we felt like life was just kicking us in the nuts but uhm...I uh really love you like a lot and I can't sleep well at night-"

"How long is this confession gonna take?" He checked the time on his wrist watch.

"Are you even listening?" I asked. I told him I loved him for the very first time and he didn't even notice it.

"I am and you sound pretty boring." He pointed his finger at me then tried to bolt, I hurried to stand in front of him.

It was like he turned into a total different person overnight, so I continued blubbering my mouth..

"Charlie, remember how we make brownies every Saturday for your little brother Jake? How we go to fresh fried every Friday? How we visit your grandma once in a month? How we help your mom out with some chores when we have nothing else to do? How we love buying presents for each other just for-?"

"Okay stop it." He cut me off. "Look Em, I know you're hurting a lot but I'm sorry I broke your heart." He shrugged it off.

I swear to God his shrugging annoyed the hell out of me.

"No you're not." I chuckled softly as a tear rolled down my cheek and a swallowed a lump.

"Believe me, I am." He wiped my tear with his thumb.

"Trust me, I'd know." My voice cracked.

"Or maybe you just don't know me at all." He pointed out in a low tone.

That statement hit differently.

"I agree, I really don't cause when I thought about how our breakup would go down, I thought that you would be the one crying yourself to sleep and failing to throw away the pictures in your room or failing to eat regardless of your love for food but no sir, it was all me. At this point I have no doubt that I was just in it alone. All by myself." I laughed out a sob.

"I'm really sorry, Emmie." He looked like he meant it but that could have been in my head as well.

"I actually prefer Emily, if you even know it." I murmured the last part.

"Of course I know your name, I'm not an asshole, c'mon." He chuckled.

"Actually, you are an asshole!" I pressed my index finger on his chest.

"You can't call him an asshole, that's not cool." Said the ex girlfriend, stepping into our conversation.

"I really wasn't talking to you." I tried to sound nice.

"Well I still don't appreciate you calling my boyfriend an asshole." She said. Charlie closed his eyes shut, I guess in embarrassment while my jaw dropped.

"Boyfriend?"

"Yes, boyfriend." She put her arm around him, "isn't that right, babe?" She looked up at him for confirmation.

"It happened after we broke up." He tried to explain to me.

"Dude, we broke up about a god damn week ago." I pointed out, "So, you just wanted to get back with your ex?" I wiped my tears away.

"Yes, obviously I'm like ten times better than you, freak." She looked at me from head to toe in a very disgusted way.

My hands started shaking, my palms were sweating, my heart was racing, my face was burning and I was clutching my fists for some reason.

"Are you okay? are you having one of those panic attacks?" Charlie sounded concerned.

I regularly had panic attacks and he would hold my hand or hug me in order to calm me down, I'd always feel better after that but what I was having there was not a panic attack, it was rage, I was angry and I was about to flip any second.

"Panic attack my ass, go to the psych ward or some shit, don't bring your crazy dumped-"

I cut her off with a punch right in the nose. She brought her hand to her nose and I saw blood come out of it.

Oh shit.

"Are you fucking crazy? Why did you do that!" Charlie screamed at me as he checked on her.

The worst part was that I didn't even regret it, I felt like she deserved it.

"Emily Bennett, principal's office right now!" Coach price shouted.

I groaned frustratedly and 'accidentally' bumped into Charlie's shoulder as I made my way to the principal's office, I knew everyone was looking at me like I was Thanos while I walked away so I raised both my middle fingers in the air.

The only time I had to go to the principal's office was when the principal wanted me to tutor someone, that's how I met Charlie. Now I was going there because I punched a girl in the face.

Senior year was going great.

Walking towards the office, I saw another student sitting outside the office bench, and like the universe was playing a chess match with me, the guy on the bench was none other than Adrian Mackey.

Check mate.