Betrayed

Chapter 3

Over the next few days life went by in a blur. I spent a lot of time with my sister plotting how to hook Nathan and I up. It was all such a rush, he sounded like he liked me, he told his sister I was, “wicked cute and a down ass chick”. At first I laughed, I mean who says that but then I realized it was a compliment coming from him. Seeing as he was a drug dealer I spent massive amounts of money buying drugs off him just so I got to see him. We ended up having a long talk about how we liked hanging out but not when our sisters were forcing us together. I told him I felt like he was being pushed and I couldn’t actually know how he felt. He said he knew how I felt and that he wanted to hang out with me, no strings attached to our sisters. So we made a plan on going to see a movie Friday night together. He would bring a friend and I would bring Cara so it wasn’t too awkward.

Cara and Mike were still broken up but it didn’t stop them from living together. Early in their relationship he had moved into my aunts house with her. He pretty much refused to leave even though him and Cara were considered officially over. She had already begun sleeping with one of the guys she had been cheating on him with before. He was clueless like usual and kept trying to get her back, apologizing for pushing her down the stairs, even though he never did. He had this weird problem, he admitted to doing things wrong even when he didn’t. I think he was so addicted to lying he would do it even if it made him look worse. At this time all we thought he lied about were stupid things. He was good at being a pathological lying when it came to little things like how much he spent on someone for Christmas. We thought it was funny. I definitely mocked him enough for it. So anyways the point is he couldn’t get mad at the double date since although he was sleeping next to her at night, she refused to be his girlfriend anymore.

She kept telling us how she never loved him, he was a rebound for her ex boyfriend not to mention good for her image at school. He had been older and popular. It was all very superficial and stereotypical. Pretty much her in a nutshell. She was not a good person than and still isn’t. She used him for her own gain. I wonder sometimes if he was smarter than we all thought. Maybe he had known what she was playing and played it right back. It was a known fact she was quick to get in bed with someone so maybe he wanted someone like that. The fact that he was able to just move in after a couple months of dating helped as well. Here he was a senior at the time, barely eighteen and he had managed to move out of his parents house, into another adults house but still more freedom then his own.

Mike and Cara had been fighting vigorously for days now and they were at each others throats. She yelled wanting him to get out and he yelled refusing to leave. He had excuses to back him up, his parents had paid her mom rent for the month so he couldn’t leave until it was up then when that excuse ran out he was handed another on a silver platter. This one was her own fault, well mainly her mother’s but she allowed it. She went to catholic school, which is quite expensive. Now our family isn’t poor by any means but they do have some financial difficulties when it comes to large quantities of cash up front. Middle class doesn’t mean you have no worries, it means you have shelter, food, and clothes. As for two grand out of the blue for school, not quite going to make it when it comes to us. Mike had always had plenty of money. His parents were loaded and he worked full time as a sales rep for my cousin making decent money himself. So when the money issues appeared he offered to pay part of it to help my aunt out. Cara with what little respect she has knew she couldn’t force him out then. Who knows whether he knew that or was just being a nice guy because it’s obviously not his responsibility to pay for his ex girlfriend’s school.

Friday approached quickly and it was probably one of the most terrifying days of my life. I had never been on an official date in my life and to make matters worse Cara was not in a very good mood. I was busy getting dressed, redressed and doing my hair and make-up for hours while she was sitting in the corner with a pout on her face. I assumed she was upset about Mike, I mean he was her boyfriend for over a year and now they were on the outs. Turns out I had been badly mistaken. She didn’t care what he was up to, she was more worried about why her current bed buddy wasn’t answering his phone. She got into moods a lot, we all joked about her being bipolar although honestly it’s probably true, so I didn’t think much of it. I hoped she would end up being happy once we got out, smoked since we were with Mr. Weed himself and then laugh at the movie.

How wrong was I? First off Nathan had worked late because of rain, so he hadn’t had time to pick up his friend. This infuriated her even more and made her refuse to go anywhere. She didn’t want to be a third wheel, which I found hysterical since for the last 7 months I had been third wheel to her and Mike. She couldn’t do me this one favor? Well my sister forced her out of the house. The whole way to the movie theater she bitched about how he drove, then when we finally got there she sat on her cell phone talking shit about both he and I. This isn’t bad enough? She grabs nachos from his lap and with cheese dripping off of it pulls it back over my lap. The cheese was dangling so close to my thigh I just thanked god I had a skirt on so it wouldn’t land on my clothes and stain. She then went on to mock his clothing in the middle of the movie. After mocking was finished to began yelling, “NACHO” across me so that he would hand her food and she belched loudly and turned heads. I was SO happy I had taken a few hits on the way into the movie or instead of laughing I would have been crying.

She was much quieter on the way home from the movies, other than telling him he listened to “nigger” music she was quite good. Once on the porch of my sisters, she went back into bitch mode, thankfully my sister was not going to have her being a psycho to her friend’s little brother. She told her to just go home. That pretty much ended out the night. Nate left a couple minutes later and I began telling the horrid tale all over to my sister who was high at the time and found it absolutely hysterical.

My phone suddenly did the little text message dance and I quickly flipped it open. It was from Nathan. “I had a good time, although it would have been better without her. We should do it again sometime, alone.” I smiled from ear to ear, he actually liked me. It was a miracle. Since when do guys like little FiFi? Well since never. I was on cloud nine. After everything Cara had done and he still liked me.

I went to sleep with a gigantic smile. Then as I slept I relived all the horrible things she had said to him that night, the cruel slurs, the obnoxious bodily functions and last but not least the fucking attitude. Reliving it made me wake up in a scowl. I walked through the hall on my way to the bathroom and walked right into my sister who looked at me and said simply, “She’s dead. No one treats you and Nate like that!” I found it funny how pissed she was about it now in the morning but how the night before she had been all giggles. So I really can’t say whether it had been a success or failure. Nathan was too nice to have said he never wanted to see me again after her little tirade, but he didn’t need to tell me he had a good time. It was all so new and I couldn’t decipher any of it.