gilded » david dobrik au

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"Hi, Mony," Giselle peppily answered the Facetime call. Her face changed as soon as she saw my swollen, puffy, red face. "Oh, Jesus, Mona. Are you okay?"

"No," I laughed at the thought of being okay. At this point, I was fully convinced I had done something to the gods, and this was their way of punishing me. Was I Zeus's love child with a mortal? It was the only explanation I could find for my life going continuously downhill. "I'm in Houston. Can I come to your house?"

"Yes, of course. What happened?" Giselle asked. My bottom lip started trembling, a clear sign I was about to start crying, and Giselle shook her head. "Nevermind! Nevermind. Get to my house first, okay?"

I nodded, sniffling, then hung up the phone.

It wasn't long until I got to Giselle's, where I was immediately wrapped in a tight hug. "I love you, Mona."

And with that, I broke down. I told her everything, watching her jaw get lower and lower as she heard about the cheating and the vile things David said to me. The entire time she stayed silent, just nodding to show she was listening. Once the whole story was done, she didn't try to comfort me. My friends knew that sometimes, you just needed to be upset without hearing it's going to be okay. Sometimes, you just need to cry. She sat next to me while I stared at the wall, tears slowly trickling down my face.

I had only been at Giselle's for thirty or so minutes when she got the first call. My jaw dropped, and suddenly, it came back to me. I turned my location on on Snapchat a few months ago (though I always thought that feature was scary) so David could always see where I was. Always.

"Should I... should I answer?" she asked after the first ring, her hand still resting on my back. Her contact picture for David was a picture of us kissing, taken unbeknownst to us. It stung.

"Just make him stop," I replied, unable to even produce any tears anymore. "Please, Gis, just make him stop."

She slid to answer the phone, then quickly clicked the speaker button. "Hi David! What's up?"

At first, I questioned why she was being so nice to the guy who just broke my heart then ran over it with a dump truck, but then I realized she was trying to act like she had no clue what happened.

"Can you stop bullshitting me? Put Mona on the phone."

Giselle tried to hide her panicked look from me, which I appreciated. At least she cared.

"What are you talking about?" her nervous laugh gave us away, but I prayed it didn't translate that way over the phone. "Did you fall and hit your head or something? Mona lives in Illinois, now, genius."

"Your Bitmojis are sitting right next to eachother on the snapchat map," David deadpanned. "Put Mona on the phone."

"Do you really think she'd fly to Houston if she wanted to talk to you?" she completely dropped her act. It wasn't worth trying to trick him. The more we stalled, the more I was sure David was purchasing plane tickets as we speak. "I mean, come on, David... be logical."

The bite behind her mocking words made me feel much, much better. At least we could hit him where it hurt. I was proud to have such a petty friend.

"Don't fucking say that to me," he snapped. "I'm fucking sorry. I'm so fucking sorry I said that. I feel like complete shit."

"Then why'd you say it?"

"Because... I don't know! It just came out. She caught me offguard, and I didn't want to look stupid in front of everyone."

"But you were fine with saying something so fucking evil to me. You didn't want to look stupid, but you were fine breaking my heart," I finally spoke. Giselle sent me a what the fuck? look, but I shrugged. What was he going to do? My heart was already broken. "The fact that you pulled that out of your ass in a millisecond just shows you've been thinking it this whole time."

"Mona," he breathed my name like just hearing my voice was a breath of fresh air. "Mona, listen, I am so sorry for everything that happened yesterday. I love you."

"You don't."

"I do," he insisted. "I can explain everything that happened. I didn't cheat on you, Mon. I would never, ever do that to you."

"Cool," was all I could muster. "The cheating is, like, the least of my worries right now."

"Mona, I'm so, so sorry for what I said," David persisted despite my deflections. "But you have to know that I didn't mean it, and I never meant to hurt you."

"What did you mean, then, David?" I angrily snatched the phone from Giselle's hand to stop myself from pinching my leg until I broke skin. "What did you mean when you lied to me and then made me look like an idiot in front of everyone?"

"I never lied to you. I lied to everyone else but not to you. Never to you."

"That doesn't make me feel any better," I scoffed. "Why did everyone think you were cheating if you weren't? Your story makes no fucking sense."

"Because I wanted them to," he answered. "Mona, you're too good for me, and you always have been. I knew... I knew you were going to realize it one day. When we first started dating, I thought that it would be a good idea to have something to hold over you when we broke up. I wanted there to be a reason. I didn't want everyone to know you broke my heart just because you didn't like me... so I lied. I lied and I told people I was still fucking Gabbie, but I stopped saying that a long time ago! When I realized you didn't care that I wasn't the best person and that you loved me, I stopped saying that. When I realized Todd was going to make a move on you, that's when I started getting nervous, because he didn't know it was a lie. No one knew except me and Gabbie. You can ask her."

"Like I'd trust her," I rolled my eyes at the notion that Gabbie was someone I could confide in at a time like this.

"I know! Trust me, I know I royally fucked up, but I would do anything for you to come home and talk about it. Anything. I will pay for your plane ticket and even for the one you took to Houston. Sweetheart, I love you. I'll do anything," his voice was sad, and the begging was heartbreaking, and I still loved David even though I wished I didn't. I wanted to hop on a plane and go see him that day. I wanted to meet up with him and have him tell me everything I wanted to hear so I could forgive him. I wanted so badly for everything to go back to the way it was, but I knew it never would.

"How about you go to hell?"

I hung up the phone.

"Good job," Giselle patted my leg. She knew I didn't want to talk. Everleigh showed up an hour later. She hugged me and told me she was sorry and that she was going to kill him next time she laid eyes on him.

"On sight," she kept repeating. "It's over for him."

"Yeah," was all I could muster as a reply.

We sat there, the two of them holding each of my hands and staring at the wall for almost two hours before Everleigh said, "You know what you should do? Seduce his dad and become his stepmom. Become his Talulah for real."

"Everleigh," Giselle snapped, glaring at the girl while I just chuckled. It was an idea. Not a good one, but... an idea nonetheless. "Maybe today is not the time to be making jokes."

"It wasn't a joke..." she trailed off, but when Giselle's mean eyes didn't leave her, she finally sighed, "Sorry, Mona."

"It's okay," I replied halfheartedly. "Maybe I can think about that when my chest stops hurting."

"We love you, Mona," Everleigh laid her head against my shoulder, and Giselle followed suit. "You're going to be the baddest bitch on Earth once you get back to Vernon Hills."

And I was.

Okay YES mona fuck them up bitch

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