The Billionaire’s Betrayal

I wiped the sweat dripping down my forehead with the back of my hand. I was tired and needed some rest but didn't want to give in to that tired side of me. 

Ever since I had an argument with my ex-boyfriend who called me fat, I've promised myself to prove him wrong. Exercising became my second friend. I've always known he never wanted me after all. Seeing that my father is rich and popular was one of the reasons he dated me.

It stings thinking about that but who cares? the deed has been done. Sigh

I think what I love about myself is my will of seeing through people's thoughts. I know being a rich man's daughter was going to be a lot. This means Fake friends would come and use me as they please, knowing the kind of person I was. As much as I try to be harsh with people, my heart won't let me. I still believe they will come back to love me again. Stupid, I know. 

All my life, I've craved to be cared for but luck never seems to be on my side.  It's so disheartening to bear.

I got tired of jogging so I stopped to take a breath. I glanced down at my wristwatch and was glad to see that I have only 39 minutes to round up for today. It was so satisfying to know. My body hurts badly.

***

Just as I was in haste to go home, I ran into   Rex. He was in the same college as me. I groan inwardly sadly.

Rex smiled, poor thing.

I know  Rex kinda likes me but stupid me can't see myself in a relationship with someone like him. 

Why? I'll tell you why

He is a geek and I guess I'm a geek myself. I don't even know. I believe being with a geek just like I was will only make me less exposed. Yes, my ex wasn't a geek but then he isn't a bad boy either. He was average.

Would it be so stupid of me to say I find bad guys sexy? I'm more into bad guys than I thought. This is something I always keep to myself because I'm worried my friends would think I was stupid. Bella especially.

"Saw you from afar so I thought of saying hi," Rex said rubbing his neck. He was blushing too. 

I found that cute but he just isn't my type at all " Uhm, yeah. "

" You seem to love exercise" he pointed out.

I would have laughed at that but I've grown to love exercising all thanks to my ex for calling me fat. I wasn't that fat or maybe not, I thought to myself.

I mentally remember how I look in the mirror, I have the right figure in the appropriate places. Yes, I have thick thighs that don't mean I was fat. I mentally rolled my eyes.

" Well I do" I answered Rex with a forced smile.

Rex want to keep the conversation going but I wasn't in the mood at the moment. All I wanted was to continue my morning run and that is it. 

I look at my wristwatch and was glad to see it was already time for me to head back home.

" Erm...look, Allison..i...

I knew what was coming next so I thought of a way to prevent it. I stopped him before he could say it " oh, look at that. " I said all of a sudden staring at my wrist watch pretending to be sad " I'm sorry but I need to cut this short. I'm late and I'm sure the driver must be waiting already"

Rex was disappointed " But...but Allyson.....

"I'm sorry Rex but I need to leave now. Talk to you some other time " I said with an assuring smile 

He let out a sigh" Ok"

I couldn't be more relieved so I nodded and then made my way to where the driver was, or where I suppose he was. 

I walk out so fast like never before.  I was glad to escape that weird situation. One thing was damn clear, I lied about the driver waiting for me. The truth was, I told the driver not to come to pick me up because I prefer to jog back home.

Dad shouldn't find out about this, of course, he would be so mad when he comes to realize that I came home without the driver. I hastens up as I made a run home. Thanks, good for my hoodie which came in handy. I was lucky it had a cap to cover my face. 

Why is because I can't risk seeing my name on the paper tomorrow. The millionaire's daughter caught jogging home will surely be written on the front of tomorrow's newspaper. Dad would kill me if that happens not that I'm the most popular sister but then we can never know what to expect.

 My house wasn't too far from the stadium I went to. I stop so I could cross the road but then a loud honk sound scares me off resulting in me falling on the wet concrete floor. I gasped loudly, I wasn't expecting that fall at all.

My hands were shaking and stared at the car which caused me to fall in disdain. I'd thought whoever was inside the car would take pity on me and help me up but the bastard didn't come down. He kept on honking at me to get up.

I scoffed 

I was so mad but got up nevertheless. If glared could kill he would have been six feet buried underground. I could feel his burning eyes on me through the glass.