I'm Not That Innocent

Operation Heartbreak

This chapter is dedicated to Omgttylttyn for the brill cover she made! Thank you so much! Also check out her story Man Down, she was inspired by the Rihanna song of the same name!

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This couldn’t be true; he had to be teasing me. Jase wouldn't do this to me. He just couldn't, I'd told him I loved him. The realisation that I'd been a complete and utter fool hit me and I felt as though I'd been punched in the stomach. I couldn't breathe and was struggling to catch my breath when my eyes began to fill with tears. Before I could wipe them away they began to run down my cheeks like they were racing to get to the bottom of my face. My lip started to tremble and sobs that were caught in my throat broke out once I had regained control of my breathing.

How could I have been so stupid as to think I could change the biggest player in the whole of McKinley High? There I was falling in love with him and he was getting paid for it. I dreaded to think of what would be said on Monday at school, I'd be the laughing stock of the school. Everyone would be looking at me faces full of pity, then of course there would be the ones already hurt by him revelling in my anguish. The way that those pathetic individuals see it is if they can't have him then no one should be able to. Everywhere I’d turn there would be hushed whispers aimed at me, I was never going to be able to forget this humiliation.

I had been too blind trying to see Jase for who he really was that I hadn't noticed he was just Jase. There was no Jason; Jason had just been an act, a facade to fool me. Another thing to add to Jase's 'qualities'- a great liar. I couldn't at that moment comprehend what had made him go to such lengths to get me into bed. It was almost as if he had got a kick out of it, well that's the way that the text to his friend had made it seem. I had exposed myself to him, trusted him, given him my virginity, and for what? A god damn bet! He was nothing but a prostitute.

My phone vibrated once again and my hand shook as I reached towards it. It was from that asshole again.

'Hey babe. Last night was great but I'm sorry I'm not in the right place to be in a relationship right now. I'll see ya around, yeah? <3'

Reading this snapped me out of my depression. That boy really had a nerve! Coming out with one of those feeble lines after he had used me to the extreme. Running to the bathroom I had realised that I wasn't going to put up with crap from him or anyone else anymore. I sure as hell was going to teach him a lesson; he messed with the wrong girl this time and he was going to pay!

Staring at the mirror I knew that I looked awful, there was no denying it. I looked about as fantastic as I felt, which says alot. My ice blue eyes weren't shining as they usually did they just looked cold and glassy; it didn't help that my eyes and nose were raw and red from all the crying. There was no colour in my face, I wasn't exactly tanned but I looked paler than usual, much paler.

What could I possibly do though to get payback I thought as my mind went into overdrive? Not only had he broke my heart but he had taken my virginity. Not because he loved me but for a bet! I couldn't spread rumours saying that he was small and didn't know what he was doing in the bedroom because he had sampled nearly all the senior girls. I had to be really devious and make him regret ever using me the way he had.

Suddenly it was like a light bulb went off in my head. I would play a player at his own game and win. That didn't mean I was going to suddenly turn into a slut I do have self respect, but surely it wouldn't hurt to have some fun in what was left of my senior year. 'Perfect' I thought and I couldn't help but smirk to myself.

Jogging back to my bedroom I grabbed my phone and dialled Becky's number.

My phone rang in my ear; the ringing was eventually interrupted when she picked up the phone and cheerfully sang "Hey Hun. How did things go last night? Did you give it to him good?"

I rolled my eyes, trust her to be so blunt, and replied "Becky get your ass round mine now. It's time for operation Heartbreak. Bring whatever you want to give me a makeover with; I'll explain when you get here."

"Ummmm okay. You okay Aimes? I'll just run to the drugstore then I'll be right over. Okay?" she answered with a twang of confusion in her voice.

"I'll see you soon. Love you," I murmured.

"Bye. Love you."

I couldn't help but grin to myself, sure I was still hurting but I wasn't going to let any boy bring me down. After all, wallowing in self pity wasn’t going to get me anywhere except maybe an appointment with a counsellor. I just hoped Becky wouldn't be too long before I chickened out and let him get away with it. I'm not the most head strong of people and I knew it, so did most of the school.

This time there was something different though a rage was rumbling deep inside of me and it made me want to hurt him as much as he hurt me. My stomach felt empty and my heartfelt as it had shattered into a million pieces but he did this to me. How could I stay hung up on him though? Sure getting over him would hurt but hopefully a boy or two would keep my mind off him.

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A loud knock at the door awoke me from my doze and I shot up looking around my room. I hadn't even remembered falling asleep.

"It's Becky! Let me in its pouring down out here." a voice shouted through the door.

Rushing to the door I pulled it open to find my best friend looking soaked from head to toe. A small giggle passed my lips which I quickly tried to cover with a cough, but it was too late she had already heard it. She rolled her eyes and pushed her way past me.

"Well are you going to explain to me what this is all about?" she whispered, her eyes checking to see if there were any sign of my parents being home.

"It's fine they're not here Becky. Yeah and I think I should explain," I called to her as she made her way to my room.

She plonked herself on my bed and began to strip off her wet clothes throwing them down on my laminated floor making a loud slapping noise. She looked at me expectantly which I knew meant I had to spill.

"I slept with Jase," I whispered looking at my feet, almost as if I was ashamed to admit the truth.

"Oh my gosh Aimee! You finally did it? How was it? How was he? You did use protection didn't you? What does that mean now? Is the makeover for him?" my friend bombarded me with what felt like two hours of discussions.

Opening the first text I had been sent I chucked my phone to her. Watching her read it I saw her mouth snap open as the shock began to show on her face. She stuttered as the words refused to leave her mouth. In the whole twelve years I had known Becky I had never once seen her speechless; this was the girl who always had something to say. She had an opinion on absolutely everything, from politics to smurfs. Looking her up and down I wondered why Jase had never tried it on with her. She ran her fingers through her blonde wavy hair as she gulped. I noticed I'd been off in my own thoughts again when her green eyes bore into mine with urgency.

"Yup you're just as surprised as I was then? He's an ass and I'm going to pay him back. What did you bring?" I sang trying to prove I was fine. I wasn't fine. I felt so idiotic and naive to have fallen for his act. I was just another of his sluts.

Becky sat staring at me for a minute then got to work. My fate was really in her hands. She could have been dying my hair green for all I knew. I was eagerly anticipating the new look, it wasn’t just for him. It was for me too, I was technically a woman now and I was about to prove it to the world. Four hours later even I didn't recognise myself.