10. Margo
Chapter 10
Margo
I was ready to tell Liam the whole truth. And I had really hoped that he wouldn’t freak out that I basically chose him over my flesh and blood.
He needed to know that I was choosing him. Of course, this was all new to me, so I was basically clammy all the way over to the party.
Liam and I are similar, we both wouldn’t pass up a party before classes started up again. So, I knew I was going to see him there.
I had been nothing more but understanding, maybe he could explain the sudden radio silence that I had received the past couple of days.
I wore a black mini skirt and a corset, and black Dior boots, since my whole outfit was black, the blonde is the only pop of color.
As I arrived at the front of the party, I couldn’t help but start shaking at the thought of seeing Liam again, but here in Hawthorne.
It made it real. Which is all I wanted. All the boys, the playing around, the bars, it was done because I finally had Liam.
“Hey Hamilton!” I turned to see Maya running towards me with a tipsy look on her face, “You came!”
I looked around at the packed party, “Maya, I’m pretty sure everyone came.”
“Not your posse. I’m pretty sure that you are the only one here from your clan.”
“They were busy, I can assure you no one would want to miss this.” Maya led me into her large house, everyone was drinking and selected few were making out.
There was a destined couch where I’m sure if you would take a seat, you would get an STD. I was thinking about beating around the bush to ask about Liam, but I didn’t care anymore.
“Have you seen Brookshire around?” I ask.
“Why?” Her face looks confused for a second before a smirk creeps on her mouth, “You planning on getting laid?”
What was that supposed to mean… wait I knew exactly what it meant but was it true, even now?
“No, he just owes me a favor is all.” I answered as Maya turned around to kiss a random stranger.
“I think I saw him by the guest bedroom, talking it up with the sophomore girls in that one sorority. A majority of them are puck bunnies, their main target left early tonight.” She continued, “So they are all trying to feed on the next best thing.”
I stayed to examine the face that Maya kissed, only to be shocked that it was Brooks. All color drained from his face when he saw me, knowing that I would one hundred percent tell Adrianna the next day.
I walked away before he could get a word in, running into a random man who looked at me like I was a golden ticket in a Charlie Chocolate Factory movie.
“Oh, hey Marie,” He says in a slurry voice I gave a scorned look.
“It’s Margo, and you’re drunk.” I comment before pushing his body over to a random group of people who smelled like throw up.
Somehow all I had to do was follow the stench of cheap Victoria Secret perfume to see the many girls flirting up a storm with Liam.
He looked like he was practically forcing himself to stay in each and every conversation. I took a deep breath, straightening my skirt out before I took a leap of faith and approached him.
It didn’t take long for his eyes to navigate towards mine, it was like he was drawn to them, and even if he only had brown eyes, I liked the honey undertones.
He immediately straightened up, as I gave an iffy smile, call me a bit crazy but he looked like he wasn’t thrilled to see me.
“Raine?” He whispered looking around a bit agitated.
I felt a pit in my stomach sink to the bottom of the floor the moment he grabbed by wrist and pulled me into one of the many empty rooms.
“Liam––,” I spluttered as I ripped my hand away from his grasps.
“What are you doing here ?” He huffed as I couldn’t help but squint at the confusion that has now settled inside my head.
I would’ve thought that he would’ve been happy with the thought of me surprising him. Was that not what couples do?
Are we even a couple?
I couldn’t help but just stare into his gloomy eyes, which have now lost all color of honey. They looked angry, betrayed, and hurt.
“Are you not happy to see me?” I gulped as he turned around and paced around the large room.
I wasn’t aware that my breathing had turned into huffs and my hands were shaking. Like one wrong word from Liam could break me, I wasn’t sure if that was normal.
I had to remember, I’m a very understanding person and all good couples communicate. So, all Liam and I had to do was talk it out.
Except suddenly, I couldn’t find the courage of telling the truth about the engagement that I was supposed to undergo.
LIAM
T he original plan was to forget about Margo and leave her and my feelings for her back in Greece. That was a bit challenging when she barely gave me 24 hours to forget her.
What the hell was I supposed to tell her? I was never good at facing my problems.
“You seem surprised to see me.” She spoke again while I turned around, my eyes tried hard not to catch hers.
I contemplated more on how to respond.
“I don’t get it, Liam did I do something wrong?” She mumbled as her face fell.
I had planned to walking into this room and ending it with her, coldly, harshly and do what I always did… which was break hearts.
I, however didn’t count on the factor that I couldn’t think straight by being in her presence, and I grew to fucking hate how her face looked when she was upset.
But it was a fucking lie. She played me. She lied to me. And I wanted her to say it to me now.
“I thought you weren’t leaving until then.” I perplexed, “I thought you had plans.” I continued.
Margo took a step forward, “Yeah we were supposed to hang out by the beach, but you ran to New York.”
“I heard you had a family dinner, so I thought the plans were cancelled.” I mutter as she took a paused hesitation.
I could see fear settle in her eyes, and yet she continued to avoid the subject.
Every step that she took closer to me, I saw Ben’s fucking face. His smug face at the jewelry shop.
I took a look to her hand. No ring.
Maybe she decided to play me before continuing on. One more night with freedom before being fucking tied down.
Fuck. Why did she have to pick me?
“You know what Liam, I don’t know what’s going on with you, what happened from the day on the beach to now?” She exclaimed while her hands flew up to the air.
“Margo, don’t do this to me.” I ran my hand through my hair.
“Do what?” She shook her head.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Margo really wasn’t about to tell me about her engagement. She really thought I could be fooled.
“You really have nothing to tell me?” I questioned her as she swallowed down the lies that were about to leave her mouth.
“No.” She muttered.
Which was the only fucking word I needed to hear to confirm my thoughts that Margo Hamilton was nothing but a lying, manipulative, and desperate girl that picked the wrong guy to have a last fuck with before she gets strapped down.
She certainly had me in the first half, but it was a lie.
All of it.
And two can play it this game.
I took a moment to look at her up and down, my mouth curving up into a charming smile that I would flash any girl that I wanted.
“Sorry Raine,” I began, “I totally broke my phone on the way to the jet, my mom called me before I left Greece, and she said it was an emergency. I was gonna tell you, but I didn’t know how to, if you haven’t told your parents about us.” I added while shaking my head in dismay.
“Telling my parents will take a while.” She addressed as I nodded.
I wonder fucking why.
She takes another breath before wrapping her arms around me, I sunk into the embrace, “What’s the hug for?” I asked.
She looked up at me like I was her Lord and savior.
“I’ve just had a long day and I just wanted to see you.” She sluggishly responded as I stayed silent.
I bet.
“What happened?” I pried as she peered up at me with glossy eyes, “Nothing that really concerns you.” She wearily let out.
Another lie.
Margo Hamilton, I will make you wish that you had never talked to me at the beach.
I promise you that.