Betrayed By Everyone, Loved By Four
Betrayed By Everyone Loved by Four Chapter 57

I ran all the way to the bus station. Thankfully I have my wallet with me. I got on the bus, and rode it as far as I could. Then I walked the rest of the way home.

My phone went off so much that I turned it off back on the bus. I just can't talk to anyone right now. I even managed to keep the tears back the entire time.

Once I made it home, I ran to my bedroom. Mom called after me a few times, but I ignored her. She would know that something happened the moment she saw me.

When I was inside my room I finally let the tears fall. I can't believe I let this happen. Is Lila in on it too? She better not hurt Caleb. Although, I'm pretty positive that those feelings are genuine.

Is it just me then? Is there something about me that makes people want to do these kinds of things to me? Maybe I just look like I'm easy to hurt?

I just... I just don't understand how they could do this to me. I really thought that they cared about me. Maybe not in a romantic way, but in a friendship way at the very least. Then I walked in on... A sob tore from me.

They looked like they were all having fun. The same fun I have with them. I knew that I wasn't the only one, but I really thought.. I really thought that maybe.. maybe they were starting to feel the same way I do.

How, after everything I have been through, did I let them trick me like this? They never cared about me. I was always just another knotch on their bed post. I was nothing but a f**k to them.

I should have listened to Vanessa and Milinda when they told me I would never be good enough for anyone. I should have listened to Vanessa when she told me that they would toss me aside the moment they were done with me. Milinda was more right about me being a boyfriend stealer than I thought. Though, it didn't look like that Holly girl seemed to care all that much.

There was a knock to my door startling me from my thoughts.

"I don't want to talk right now." I bit out.

"Okay honey, but someone is here to see you." Mom said.

I rolled my eyes. "Tell the guys, or Lila, to go away." I said.

"It's not the boys, or Lila honey." Mom told me.

What? If it isn't one of them then who is it? Maybe Vanessa or Milinda found out what happened already? Have they been in on it this whole time with the guys? Is that the real reason that Leo had me record all those things we did together? "W-who is it then?" I asked hesitantly.

Mom sighed. "It's James." She said shocking me. "Should I tell him to leave?" She asked.

"Uhm, n-no. I guess, I'll be right down." I said.

What the hell does he want?

I went to my bathroom, and tried to clean up my face the best I could. Then I made my way downstairs. James is sitting in at the kitchen island with my dad talking, and laughing. When he saw me he gave me a wide smile. "Hey Mil, I was wondering if maybe we could talk." He said.

"Okay." I said, and crossed my arms. "Talk."

I'm really not in the mood for whatever it is he has to say. Not after the day I had. I feel like my heart has been ripped from my chest.

"Uh, I'll leave the two of you alone." Dad said, and then left the room.

"What do you want James? Why are you here?" I asked exasperated.

"I just want to talk Millie. I saw you walking home, and you looked so sad. I just wanted to make sure that you were alright." He said.

I scoffed. "I'm fine. Bye." I gestured for him to go to the door.

"Well, now that I'm here I want to ask you something." James brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck.

"Oh no." I groaned.

"Millie, do you maybe want to go out tonight? On a date?" He asked.

I just blinked at him. You've got to be kidding me. He really thought that he could just ask me out like he hasn't been tormenting me for the last year.

"Aren't you dating Vanessa? And Milinda?" I asked.

James rolled his eyes. "These high school girls are crazy." Was all he said.

"I'm a high school girl." I stated.

Has James always been this dumb?

"I know that, but you're different Mil. You're not crazy like them." He told me.

I rolled my eyes. "Go home James. I do not want to date you again." I said.

"Why not? Is it because of those guys? If you can be with all of them, then you can be with me too right?" He asked.

My eyes went wide, and I gave him an incredulous look. Is he serious? Just because I've been with them doesn't mean I'm some kind of free reigned whore, or something.

"Come on." I said as I gripped his arm, and forced him up.

"Oh, we going right now?" He asked.

I shoved him to the door. "We sure are." I said sweetly.

Once we were to the door I opened it, only to come face to face with all four boys I just escaped from. All their eyes flickered between James and I. Anger was written all over their faces. I've never wanted to hit so many people, all at one time, so hard before. Before anyone could say anything, I shoved James out the door and into them.

"You," I pointed to James, "I want nothing to do with you. Stop asking me out, stop talking to me completely." I said. "The rest of you, I made it clear that I do not want to talk. All of you can leave me alone. Forever. Don't talk to me when you see me at school, don't touch me, don't save me a spot at lunch, don't look for me during our last hour. Ya know what, all of you can just act like I don't exist."

Then I slammed the door in their faces. When I turned around my parents were peaking their heads around the corner at me. I narrowed my eyes at them.

"I have no friends." I declared. "None! Not your friends kids, not James, not Vanessa. None!" I yelled. "If ANYONE comes here asking for me tell them I said to fuck off!"

With that I stomped my way back to my room. I can't believe I just admitted to my parents that I don't have friends. I tried so hard to keep it a secret, all to come out with it in a fit of anger.

I shoved my face in my pillow, and cried. It felt like hours had went by. No one bothered me, and I was thankful for that.

After some time I turned my phone back on. Tons of texts and calls came through from the guys. I ignored them all. I also had calls and texts from Lila.

Lila: Hey, please talk to me at least. I'm so sorry what happened. I know you don't want to hear it, but just let them explain.

Anger shot through me. So, she was in on this the whole time. Of fucking course she was. She needed to get to my brother somehow right? F*****g unbelievable. Whatever. Guess I really am friendless.

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I ignored everyone for the rest of the weekend. On Monday morning I slowly got up from my bed to get ready for school. I barely slept for the last two days. It only took a couple of hours for my anger to turn into depression. I feel the same way I did all year last year, but so much worse.

Will I ever matter to anyone? How am I even supposed to believe anyone if I did anyways? After being tricked over and over again, how am I supposed to trust anyone again?

I spent all of yesterday crying, and ignoring my phone. The guys continuted to call and text me. I only replied once. It was to the group chat that also included Lila. All I said was to leave me alone, and that none of us were friends anymore.

The calls and texts got worse after that for about an hour. Then they all stopped. All of it. That only made me cry harder.

I can't even believe myself. If they try to talk to me, I cry. If they ignore me, I cry. It's like I don't even understand my own emotions.

Not even when James dumped me did I feel this way. Sure, I cried, but I didn't feel the heart break like this. Was it because there are four boys this time and not one?

I'm not really sure honestly. The only thing that I do know, is that today is going to be hard. I want, so badly, to just stay home, but I don't need to give Mom any more reason to worry.

So, I made my way to my closet. I dressed in regular jeans, a white tank top, and a plain black hoodie. I pulled my hair back into a low ponytail, and looked at myself in the mirror.

There are dark circles under my puffy eyes. My nose is red, and I can't stop sniffling. Goddman, I look awful. I just hope people think I'm sick, and not crying. Please, it's silly of me to think anyone would care anyways.

I grabbed my bag, and made my way downstairs. I didn't look anyone in the eye as I sat at the table. Mom put a plate of eggs and toast down in front of me.

"No thanks Mom, I'm not hungry." I said as I pushed the plate away.

"Honey, you didn't eat at all yesterday. I think you should try a little something." She told me.

"Okay." I replied.

I just didn't have the fight in me anymore. I tried to eat, but everything tastes like sawdust. After two bites of my toast I pushed the plate away again. "I'm full." I lied.

Caleb came barreling into the room.

"I'm sorry, did I just hear Millie say she's full? I didn't even know that was possible." He teased.

I didn't react.

Caleb sat down, and started eating his breakfast. He kept his eyes on me, but I ignored him. Mom and Dad made conversation with us, but I barely responded.

After some time there was a honk from the driveway.

"That's Lila." Caleb said.

Now that football is over, he has been riding with us to school. I grabbed my bag, and followed him out the door. Mom and Dad told us good bye. Once we were outside I pulled out my airpods, stuck them in my ears, pulled up my hood, and walked to the sidewalk. "Where are you going?" Caleb asked. "Lila is over here you goof."

I looked past Caleb into Lila's car. She gave me a small wave. I glared at her. At least none of the guys are with her. I looked back at my brother.

"Did they not tell you what happened over the weekend?" I asked.

Caleb gave me a confused look. "What do you mean? Lila told me you were mad at them, but she didn't say why. With how much you're crushing on the guys I thought you'd be long over it by now." He said with a laugh.

I scowled. "Well I'm not. And I never will be."

I turned, and walked back to the sidewalk, but was stopped yet again.

"Come on Mil, you're really going to walk instead of getting a ride?" Caleb asked.

"Yup." I replied.

"They couldn't of done anything that bad Millie." Caleb said with a laugh. "Those guys love you, come on now."

Caleb's word felt like an arrow right through my heart. Tears filled my eyes, and I had to look away. Love me? Yeah right.

"You're wrong." I said, and pulled my arm out of my brothers grasp. "I have to get going or I'm going to be late." This time when I turned around, no one stopped me.