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Jake was obviously not expecting me to say
that, his face was really bad.
“Chloe, you’ve always got everything you
want. Everyone’s got to look out for you. But
Tiffany’s not like that, she has sick parents
and a younger brother who’s in high school.
She needs the scholarship. We’re rich, why
can’t we help her out?”
“I thought you were still the nice girl you
always were, but I guess you can’t stand
seeing her succeed.”
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I, a mute person, was so mad I wanted to
speak.
How could someone say something like that?
“You want to be a hero, but why are you
using my stuff to be a hero? Did you even ask
me?”
Jake laughed, all casual. “Didn’t you say the
song was for me?
“If it’s for me, then I can take it whenever, I
can give it to whoever.”
“You like me, right? If you like me, your
wouldn’t hold back on such a little thing.
Then, I guess your love is pretty cheap.”
I slapped him.
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The moment I hit him, my tears fell too.
So, he knew.
He knew that I liked him.
He knew how much effort I put into writing
that song for him.
Yet he just brazenly took it and gave it to
someone else.
He was popular in high school, I was so
jealous.
So I’d always give him the cold shoulder,
because he’d always come back to apologize.
He’d hold my hand and say, “You’re still my
favorite, Chloe.”
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I was naive and innocent, thinking he meant
every word.
I had loved him like an idiot for so many
years.
But today, I realized that my love was a joke.
Tiffany went to help him, cupping his face as
she glared at me. “I don’t need your song.
Why did you hit Jake?”
“You want it? Did I say I was giving it to you?
Thief!”
Liam finished translating my sign language,
he had barely grabbed my arm, before I
yanked away and slapped Tiffany.
Then, I used the sign language, which I had
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never used before, to cuss them out.
“Scumbag.”
