Underground girlfriend

Chrissy

Max was throwing a party and never told me about it?

I didn't even let him talk to me all through. He just texted scattered about, I have not even read it and he sent another one too.

My eyes met the text and I casually scoffed.

Wtf?!

Wait at the parking space!

I'm gonna pick you up, please babe!

I rolled my eyes and told Ellen to go ahead since Max was gonna come around. She and I had fixed our issues, with the help of Ken. Of course.

When she raised a question about my decision to wait back, I told her that it was Max and she only smiled with a faint nod and left.

some minutes later, Max pulled over next to me and then he stepped out of the car. He kissed me on the cheek, ushering me into his car.

The other time was a wreck between us, but he seemed cool with the things that I said to him.

“Are you still mad at me?” he asked, narrowing his gaze down at me.

“Was I? Max, I'm used to your schedules and so, I'm trying to adjust anyway!” I pouted eithh a faint smile.

“Okay, baby! I always love it when you pout, it's sexy as fuck!” he said, cupping my face while I blushed.

“I'm so sorry about the other time, I didn't mean to hurt you. Ken already dealt with me and I can't bare yours...” he pleaded and I smile again. He gave my thigh a gentle kiss that was inviting.

I will not her turned on, but how true?!

Max was sincere and sly at once, yet his hand was on my thigh while he drove.

“It's fine, babe!” I snapped calmly, looking through the window. Just like everyother busy day, it was bustling.

“I'm hosting a party and I was thinking that—”

“I already knew it.” I cut in. “The whole school knows!” I added.

He didn't tell me about it until now, am I supposed to be the last to know? I screamed in my head.

“Fuck!” he rubbed hoscface across. “I was gonna tell you, Chrissy...”

“It's... It's fine Max, I understand. I'll come to the party if that's what you're asking! I will!” I said to him and he let out a grin.

“Great! Do you think that we should you know... be exclusive?” he asked as my face dropped.

Wait, am I hearing this well? Weren't we exclusive? Like, I practically told the whole world that Max was my boyfriend once asked. Damn!

Hace I been dating myself?

“Weren’t we?” I asked out loud while he staredblsboly at me.

“Like… Anyway, let's not bother about it. Exclusive it is!” I snapped looking away, but his face squeezed a bit.

I felt embarrassed at that point, how could I expect too much from Max? Was I the problem?

Or was it because he was my first boyfriend or what? Or am I stupidly overwhelmed?

What the actual fuck is going on?

“I thought...” he paused.

“Never mind, babe. I was overthinking shit!” I snapped.

He remained silent, as well as me.

When he pulled over at my house, he gently grabbed my arm when I attempted to leave his car without a word.

“Chrissy—”

“To be frank with you, I don't know what we are doing. I'm not so sure if we are dating or keeping each other company or if you are just keeping me as an undercover girlfriend. One has to be the right answer, Max.” I finally spilled out my mind

“Chriss,” he stopped and heaved a deep sigh.

“I know that I'm not your type Max, I know that those popular girls are, so why pretend? Do you think that this is a favor? Or did you think that asking to be exclusive was gonna make me jump? We were never flinging and so you're making it look like one! I'm sorry Max but you are better off somewhere else,” I pointed out.

I was fuvking hurt.

“It's not what you think,” he finally let out.

“I'm sorry, I may be naive but I'm not a fool, Max. I don't want to be your little secret. Let's just end this. Please!”

He let my arm fall lightly as I stepped out. Walking to the porch while he drove away without a word.

We've never been real...

Those words kept echoing in my head. I should not have trusted him that much, dammit.

When I entered the house, I saw Mom cooking lunch. I went over to her and threw myself at her, and she embraced me tightly.

I could feel my heat breaking into shards.

“Honey, what's wrong?” her warm voice whispered in my ear.

“Am I really that unattractive? I'm just a nerd with zero fashion sense or social life!” I lamented in her arms.

“That's not true—”

“It is true mom, even Max is shy about telling everyone that I'm his girlfriend. It hurts Mom, it does!”

“You are the prettiest Chrissy,”

“I knew you'd say that!” I whisper under my breath, but she hears me.

“When you accept that you are the prettiest, then you will see the beauty that you've got,” she said and placed a kiss on my forehead.

Mom continued cooking while I headed away.

That was the last thing that I needed to hear from her, and besides how would I see myself as pretty when I barely looked into the mirror?

Time flew, I had taken lunch.  Mom and I were just sitting in the living room, talking and seeing a show that we preferred most afternoons.

I laid my back on the armrest while she angled her gaze at me.

“Thinking about Max?” she hit the nail.

“No Mom, I'm over him. Like, I'm done.” I lied.

Was I really?

“Why?” I asked her again and she shook her head.

“It wasn't meant to be. You'll find someone who would love you for who you are. Perhaps, you and Nax are better off as friends,” she sweetly said as I nodded.

I agreed with everything except the part where she said that we could be friends with Max.

No fucking way in hell!

My phone beeped and I instantly took it up to know what's up. It was texting from Ellen.

Is it true?

I read her text.

What is true? Our break up?

I texted back, but she didn't reply back.

I down my cell on my belly and just kept watching the show while my mom laughed so hard and it wasn't even tht funny.

In less than fifteen minutes, I heard the door ring and Mom stared at me with a snicker.

“Okay yeah, I'll get it!” I said, walking away while she laughed it off, and kept her attention focused on the television.

I opened the door, I saw my best friends.

Ellen and Ken.

Ellen held up her cell phone to my face with a firm gaze while I looked closely.

A video began play and I saw myself— not my face but my round butt.

That time in class when Ken teased me and tossed my books to the floor to prove to me that I loved Max, and picking it up was his proof, but to me, it was only a way of taking my books from the floor.

Dumb shit, right? Ugh!

In the video, there were a couple of mocking emoji and some delirious— no, some annoying sound effects.

Ellen took off her cell from my face. I walked off, ascending the stairs.

What on earth is the problem with everyone?

Why do they hate me so much?

“Honey, are you okay?” I heard Mom ask.

“Leave me alone, Mom! I’m fine.” I screamed back without looking behind and I heard my friends say hi to my mother.

~

“Seriously, did you know about it?” Ken asked me as soon as we entered the room. I stared at him blankly, unable to talk.

“How would she know? If you hadn't tossed her books to the floor to prove shit, then it wouldn't have happened,” Ellen snarled at him.

“Oh, fuck it Elle, it's now my fault? Who would have known?” he shrugged and looked away from her.

Meanwhile, I remained in my position, drawing my legs to my chest in my bed. My tears were on the brink of dropping on. I blinked countlessly.

“BUSS IT DOWN, CHRIS-SHIT? Really?” I repeated the words that came from the video. I was now a character in a meme.

How could they do this to me? How could Dayle do this to me?

He was the one who started the ‘Chris-shit’ name thing and so there's no way that he didn't know about it.

Dayle anchored it.

“I'm confused! It's not even on Dayle’s page, it's on Steve’s and Egan’s! Dayle didn't post it! And bitch, the whole school knows!” Ken sighed out disappointedly.

“You know Dayle, he is a sneaky and cunning jerk ass. He certainly knows about everything and pretended not to know. It's Dayle we are talking about for fuck’s sake! Did you forget how he treated Molly last semester? Name them! I heard that Lauren got banged and dumped too. He's onto Amber now!” Ellen explained and she was very disgusted by it.

“Maybe I'll just let him fuck me so that he lets me be!” I blurted out angrily and my friends are shocked and furious.

“Do you know how you sound? Insane!” Ken slammed at me as I turned away while my tears betrayed me. I knew it.

“What else am I gonna do? I'm as good as FUCKED! OFFICIALLY! God!!!! I hate my life right now!” I screamed.

“And Max, would he do something?” Ellen asked.

“And why not?” Ken shrugged.

“We already broke up. Today. And so, I'm not his business anymore!” I snapped.

“I'll get it sorted out Chrissy, just... BE OKAY!” Ken said and leaned to hug me, about to leave.

The concern in his eyes were palpable.

“I'll try. Thanks, K!”

He finally exited the room, Ellen and I were left.

She moved close to me, pulling me closer in her arms, crying out my fucking life.

“We'll have to get back at Dayle! And I'm sorry about Max too. It's a lot for you, girl!” her words dripped with concern.

“Max and I were never real in the first place, it was more of nothing than something!” my voice broke.

“I got you, Chrissy! Dayle has gotta pay!” she vowed.

What will I do without my best friends?