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I watched as Jace’s mouth gaped like a fish out of water. “Peyton—“

            I closed my eyes and held out a hand to him signaling that he should just shut up. “Look, I’m not here to play games. Tell me what the hell is going on or I’ll ask Kayla who could lie.”

            He stared at me and I automatically knew that he didn’t want to tell me anything so it must is pretty bad. Did he have something going on with Kayla? The thought made me sick to my stomach but it’s not like we’re actually going out even though I wouldn’t mind a relationship with him…

            “Do you really want to know the truth?” He mumbled and looked down at his feet.

            “Yes and don’t leave anything out.”

            Jace looked between Kayla and myself but the tramp just put up her hands in a ‘you’re on your own’ sort of way. He sighed and looked at me.

            “Okay, but don’t judge me horribly and don’t interrupt me until I’m finished.”       

            “Just talk.”  

            “So I guess it started after you caught Kayla and Sean making out. Kayla has… issues with you so she wanted to make you pissed off so she came to me. She had already made you heartbroken about Sean but she wanted worse things to happen.” I snuck a peek at Kayla who was smirking at me because she knew that her first plan had worked. “So then she came to me.”

            Jace went on to tell the rest of the story. He exclaimed how Kayla offered him money to have a fake relationship with me then have me fall for him, which actually did work. Kayla would instruct him on what to do such as all those almost kisses that were supposed to be real kisses but we were always interrupted but it made me believe that he wanted this to be more like how I wanted it to be. After this was over, Jace was supposed to break it off then go to Kayla, which would just break my heart. The plan was based on pure luck. There was no guarantee that I would fall for Jace but Kayla decided to take a chance.

            And it worked. I had fallen for Jace Harley only to find out that he was faking everything that extended our ‘fake relationship.’ He was faking me.

            I felt tears well up in my eyes because I’ve never felt so betrayed before. I told him everything plus the things about the fire that I never dared to bring up with anyone else including my best friend. I trusted him and he does this to me.

            “Peyton, I didn’t want—“

            “Save it!” I yelled as the tears released themselves. “You played me worse than Sean ever did because he didn’t know that he was going to hurt me whereas you did!”

            “I needed the money—“

            “Dillon and I could’ve given you anything you needed without doing this to me!”

            “I wanted to earn it!” He shouted which meant that he lost his cool. “I didn’t want to be some charity case to you and Dill. My mom is working her ass off to just pay half of my college tuition so I need to pay the rest! That’s why working and this scholarship are so important to me but it still wouldn’t be enough so I helped Kayla.”

            “But you hurt me because I actually liked you!” I saw his eyes widen as I blurted out those words. I turned bright red but continued on. “The revenge thing on Sean didn’t make me get over him, it was you. I never felt so… free with someone until I met you and now I’m learning that this was all fake? Was the moment in the cemetery fake as well? Or how about the time under the tree where I was having an asthma attack?”

            “No! Those were all real… just not the kisses.”

            I rolled my eyes and turned an icy glare on him. “As if that makes it any better, Jace. You lied to me. You lied to Dillon even worse though.”

            “Peyton, you’re forgetting that you lied to the entire school,” Kayla pointed out.

            “So what if I lied to them? I didn’t think anyone would find out! I was using Jace but he knew it so what’s the big deal? Dillon and Lauren found out and they thought wrong about it!” I took a deep breath. “What if the plan included telling the whole school about how I’m such a ‘whore’ for using you? Dillon even accused me as using you as a fuck buddy? You weren’t thinking of anyone but yourself, Jace.”

            “No—“

            “Did you think about how this would hurt me?” I asked bluntly and the look on his face said that he hadn’t. “I think we’re done here.”

            I turned on my heel but his hand caught my arm. I turned around and looked into his light eyes that looked regretful. “Please, Peyton. Don’t be mad—“

            “Then how am I supposed to feel?” More tears fall down my face. “There’s no way I can forgive you for using me like that. I’m not exactly the kind of person that lets something this big just be forgotten.”

            His fingers went to my face and wiped away the tears that had fallen. I hastily slapped his hand away with a glare. “Do you hate me?” He asked with a hurt look in his eye.

            “I sure as hell don’t like you,” I turned around and Jace couldn’t keep up with me no matter how hard he could try because he’s still on crutches. I heard Kayla’s annoying laugh as I turned the corner and walked straight into someone. I mumbled and apology while flicking the tears off my face. When I looked up, I saw the devious smile that belonged to Lindsay.

            She held up one finger and messed around with her phone that she was holding in her hands. She smirked then looked at me with that same grin.

            “Video saved.”

            I looked down at her phone in horror because she obviously filmed that. I don’t know for how long but that can’t be good.

            “I think I should just send this out in a message—“

            “No!” I blurted out then reddened. “Please don’t.”

            “You took Jace from me even if it was fake and you were using him!” Obviously she hadn’t heard much then if that’s what she thinks. Of course she’d only hear the part that makes me look bad even though it’s completely Jace’s fault this has even happened.

            “That’s not the whole story—“

            A smirk set on her lips, “Ah, but that’s what I have recorded. It will make you look bad while Jace gets to be the victim here. All I have to do is send it to everyone—“

            “No!”

            “Message sent.”

            More tears came down my face and she gave me a huge smile. “There! All done. The whole school should know about how you used Jace Harley just as an easy fuck by tomorrow.” She leaned down to whisper in my ear, “It’s payback, bitch.”

            She walked past me probably to go to Kayla who must’ve planned this whole thing. Why does she hate me? Why do both of them hate me? I sunk to the floor and covered my face in my arms while I continued crying.           

            “Peyton?” I looked up to see Jace staring at me.

            “No, stay away from me. This is all your fault!” I sprung up and took a few steps away from him. “Everyone is going to think I’m some desperate whore by tomorrow while you’re playing as the good guy.”

            He cocked and eyebrow up in confusion. “What do you mean?”

            “You’ll find out later.” And with that last remark, I sprinted down the hall and to the outdoors. I had let Jace drive and take me to school today because Dillon had the car but now I’m left without a ride. I went through the contacts on my phone to call someone but I was left with no one. They had surely all seen the video or were going to but would anyone believe me when I told them the truth? Probably not.

            So instead of hitching a ride, I ran all the way home as the crisp air did little to stop the tears from falling down my face by the bucket load. How could Jace do that to me? Why am I such an idiot for believing that there could be something more between us?

            As soon as I got home from the hour it took to run here, I was gasping for breath so I needed my inhaler. I collapsed onto my bed and Dillon walked into my room with an annoyed look on his face. He tossed his phone at me and then nodded with his head to look at it. There was a huge play button in the middle so I pressed it.     

            The video showed the part where Kayla pointed out that I was using Jace then ended when I talked about Dillon saying that Jace was my ‘fuck buddy.’ Of course she would only send that part out, she wanted to ruin my reputation and not Jace’s.

            Dillon stalked over to me and snatched his phone out of my hands once it was over. “You fucking screwed up,” He said then left me alone to drown in my personal sorrow.

            I took a very long shower that night but after that, my puffy eyes were even more noticeable than before. I had dinner by myself then went on my Facebook account to discover the damage.

            There was nothing. Not one single thing that was different. Did people not get that video or something? I quickly changed my relationship status back to single and just waited but nothing showed up. I went to Jace’s profile where he also changed it to single only moments before and people were already going on and on about how sorry that I turned out to be using him or how no one realized that I was a slut who just wanted some action.

            So they were ignoring me. No one wanted anything to do with me now.

            I sighed and closed my laptop because I wanted nothing to do with the people on that social networking site. I know for a fact that school tomorrow will be brutal as will the kids or they’ll ignore me like they did on the internet. Let’s hope it’s the second one.

            An hour later there was a knocking on the door. I looked out of my window and saw Jace’s car sitting out there so I ignored it. I heard Dillon go down there but didn’t open it when he realized whom it was. I sighed and went back to my homework that I was barely putting an effort into.

            Then I heard a tap.

            I raised my head for a second but heard nothing else so I went back to my homework just to hear another coming from my left side. I looked up just in time to see a pebble flying towards my window. Sighing, I stood up and opened it as wide as I could to see a Jace standing on my lawn, crutches on his sides.

            “You’re not Romeo,” I scowled. “Now leave my house.”

            “We need to talk!”

            “Just to have you tell me more lies? I don’t think so,” I started closing my window just to have Jace throw another rock that almost hit me. “Hey!”

            “Sorry but I need to explain. I never meant for that video to get out and make you look like a—“

            “Slut? Whore? User? Desperate wannabe? Just choose any of those and they’ll work,” I gave out a humorless laugh. “I’m actually glad that you saw that video though, it’s just another thing that shows how you’ve ruined in my life from your ‘fake relationship’ plan. First my connection with my best friend and brother, then I lost all trust in people, I’m convinced all guys will lie to me, and now the whole school hates me. You’re a real piece of work, Jace.”

            “I’m sorry, Peyton! I didn’t want to go along with it but I had to!”

            “No one can force someone to do something.”

            And with that, I shut my window and collapsed onto my bed. I ditched my homework and went on my laptop again to find that things had indeed changed because of one comment.

            One remark made by none other than Kayla Matthews.

            She just commented on my change in relationship status and it caused a spark with everyone else. Kayla of course called me a ‘slut’ and that made other rude comments flood onto my page. Some referred to how I was using Jace and how he must be heartbroken now. Others said how they couldn’t believe that I had lied to them. But the majority said how desperate I was for attention.

            I wiped away a tear because the people who made the comments were a mix of acquaintances, people I was on good bases with, or even my friends. I had no one now. My own brother believes that I’m some sort of slut and he even knows the whole story!

            I didn’t sleep at all that night and I had to force myself to get up for school. There was nothing I wanted to do more than skip but what good would it do? They’ll just taunt me for that as well.

            I pulled on some of my best clothes even though I felt like it was a sweatpants day. I didn’t want anyone thinking I was weak either… I needed to stay strong to have them believe the truth. Dillon had already ditched me so once I had eaten breakfast, I walked outside—into the rain I should add—and saw Jace’s car sitting in the driveway. I walked straight past it without sneaking another peek.

            “Ah, come on, Peyton! It’s raining!”

            I made a big show of putting on my hood.

            “Please, I don’t want you to get sick. You don’t have to like me but just take the ride!”

            “So you’re worried about me getting a little cold but you’re not worried about breaking my heart?” I rolled my eyes and continued walking. Jace’s car maneuvered out of the driveway and traveled slowly right next to me.

            “Please.”

            I bit my lip as I felt my skin getting wet because the rain had soaked through my jacket. I looked up at the sky and it showed no sign of stopping anytime soon. It was a two-hour walk to school while Jace has a nice warm car in front of me…

            “Fine, but make one wrong move and I’m jumping out of the car even if it’s moving.”

            He grinned in success and unlocked his doors so I could get inside. I climbed in and warmed my hands on the heater that he had blasting then set off for our school.

            “So…” He started.

            “I have one question,” I said before he could say anything else.

            “Shoot.”

            “Was everything you said a lie? You know about all the things about your family and friends…”

            He was silent for a moment before speaking. I saw his knuckles go white from gripping his steering wheel to hard. “No, I wouldn’t lie about that.”

            “What about your dog you called Whiskey?”

            A ghost of a smile came onto his face because that was the day when I had my much asthma attack under the tree and he told me that story. After that he had ran his fingers down my back and almost kissed me…

            “Yeah, that was real.”

            I looked down, “But all the comforting was fake? Every time you touched me you just wanted to make me fall for you.”

            This time he was even silent for a longer time than before. He took so long before speaking again that I thought that he didn’t hear me. “I wanted to comfort you but if I wasn’t under Kayla’s plan then I would’ve done it differently so yes, that was fake.”

            I wiped away a tear and stared out the window. There was about five minutes until we got to the school but I didn’t plan to make an effort in talking. The rain pattered on the roof, which made this seem like some sort of sad movie scene… How cliché.

            “Since you asked me questions, can I ask you one of my own?” His words were shaky as if he were nervous to ask me that.

            “Go on.”

            I watched him as his lips pursed and he drew a shaky breath. “Did you… Did you, you know… fall for me?”

            He pulled into a parking space and turned off the car when I decided to speak. His light eyes found my brown ones and I said my next sentence without missing a beat.

            “Yes, I fell for you, Jace Harley,” I got out but before I closed the door, I turned to him. “And that’s the problem.”

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Ah, the truth comes out. I always thought it was funny that everyone just assumed that Jace liked her but it was all a plan. There will be around fifteen more chapters because this is not even close to the end.

But tell me... Did anyone expect that? I try to make my twists unexpected :)

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