3 Months Girlfriend
Chapter 2: The Rejection of Bren

..."I'm fine," is a lie sentence that is widely used by humans....

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“I'll kill Hudson!” jackson was furious when he had calmed Elle down.

Elle shook her head. “Bren is not wrong, Jackson. I'm just sad because my chocolates are wasted. Though I could have spent it if they weren't destroyed.”

“You're still defending him?!” Jackson never thought about Elle. After being rejected and humiliated by Bren Hudson in front of many people, Elle still defends the jerk.

Elle shrugged both of her shoulders. “Indeed so the reality. I'm not lying. I'm fine.”

“Come Elle, we all know—”

“I'll be mad at you if you dare mess with Bren because of what just happened,” concluded Elle without being rejected.

Jackson rubbed his face rough. He was out of words. Rough breathing blows from his nose and mouth simultaneously. “Good. On one condition. Never again pursue him even close to him and his flock.”

Elle nodded her head and smiled to calm Jackson down. “Atal.”

Elle managed to get home on her own with her car after a long argument with Jackson. He finally managed to escape the coercion of Jackson who insisted to drive him home.

Upon reaching the house Elle immediately ran into his room and closed his room tightly. And then hide under the covers.

Who said Elle was okay? Elle is not okay.Memri the incident that he just experienced is still constantly twisted clearly in his head. Elle cried again clearly. Times are firmer. After all, her mother and sister had not returned home. He could cry more in his room.

Elle's heart ached. What's wrong with expressing feelings? Elle doesn't bother anyone. He also never disturbed Bren's life in the slightest. Why did Bren have to be that cruel to him? Is loving someone who doesn't like them a sin?

Elle cried until her breathing became dashed and she eventually fell asleep.

It was dark when Elle came out of her room. Although sad, Elle can still feel hunger. Especially after he went down the stairs, the aroma of cooking from the direction of the dining room entered his nose.

“You are like a zombie that just rose from the grave,” comments Yellena as Elle enters the dining room.

Yellena Clark is Elle's older sister. She is 24 years old and works in the same laboratory as her mother-Cathrine Clark. Cathrine and Yellena are both Archaeologists. Yellena was really similar to her mother. From face to hair color. Elle didn't get her mother's genes at all. Elle was much more similar to her father's mediator.

Elle ignored Yellena's comments. He was not in the mood to fight.

“Did anyone bother you at school? If anyone bothers you you should fight.” Yellena placed a pot of mac and cheese on the table.

Elle's face grew increasingly tangled to hear her brother's babble which she thought sounded very noisy.

“Oh, Dear. You okay?” ask Cathrine when she finds Elle's face in disarray.

Cathrine approached her two daughters with bowls in hand. He then poured his mac and cheese and placed it in front of Elle who was propped up with his chin with both hands.

“I'm fine, Mom.” Elle scooped up her lazy dinner and stuffed it into her mouth in a slow motion. He chewed excitedly while staring blankly at his food bowl.

“Elle is clearly lying, Mom. No fine person stares at his favorite food with a blank stare.”

Elle raised her gaze and glared towards Yellena. Her brother was really noisy and annoying.

“Yellena, stop annoying your sister!” reproof Cathrine.

Yellena just shrugged her shoulders and resumed her dinner.

His heart was still in pain, and the shadow of the incident this afternoon still did not want to disappear from his memory.

There was the sound of the refrigerator door being opened while Elle was drying the spoons she had just finished washing. Suddenly Yellena was already standing next to Elle with a bowl full of ice cubes. He turned on the sink faucet to fill the water into his ice cube bowl. Then he put a handkerchief into the bowl, and thrust it to Elle.

“You certainly don't want to go to school tomorrow with your eyes still swollen. People who bother you will be very happy if you see your situation like this.”

Elle took the mangompres of her eyes with a handkerchief that now felt cold and wet due to being soaked with cold water. “Thank you,” he said slowly.

“Should I finish off the kid that bullies you?”

“No. All you need to do now is just go from before me,” said Elle without looking at Yellena.

Yellena chuckles. “Good. Looks like you're starting to be okay now.” Yellena immediately left Elle. Because if Elle has returned the favor and not just silent as before, it means that his sister's feelings have begun to improve.

Elle was caught in the limelight. Everyone seemed to be judging what he was doing even though he was just silent. He who had not previously been seen became famous instantly in just a day. Everyone he passed by whispered about him. Elle was really embarrassed.

Should he just ditch today? No. gabe. Elle has never ditched a single time in her life.

The moment Elle entered the classroom, everyone glanced at her. With her face still lowered, Elle immediately walked to her favorite chair. Chair in the corner of the class. He tried to ignore people who started talking about him.

“He who yesterday shot Bren, right?”

“Gosh... how dare he.”

“She realized no, anyway, that she was definitely rejected?”

“Maybe she's a fan of the Cinderella story. So he thinks a popular guy like Bren will want to be with him.”

Their loud voices could not be categorized as whispering because Elle could very clearly hear them.

Elle closed her tired eyes. He drowned his face between his folded hands on the table. Trying hard to ignore the commotion around him. There's only one thing Elle wants now. Classes begin immediately.

Without Elle realizing the class had become quiet. Has the teacher come? Elle raised her head. His eyes were rounded as he looked at Bren who entered the classroom and walked closer towards him.

Elle may have forgotten that she took the same amount of heat as Bren for biology class today. Elle again drowned her face between her hands. He was really embarrassed just by looking at Bren. Now is not a good time to meet Bren. He should have just ditched it today.

Someone touched Elle's shoulder.

“Whoever touches my shoulder. Go!” rutuk Elle in heart. He is so desperate for all forms of attention from everyone today.

When Elle did not budge, the hand touched her shoulder again. “Clark...” A familiar voice made Elle raise his face. Bren was already standing looming beside him. Making Elle who was sitting need to look up to look at Bren's face.

But Elle's gaze towards Bren did not last long. Because Elle immediately threw away her face. He avoided Bren's gaze on her.

What does Bren want? Is this guy trying to embarrass Elle again? Was Bren not satisfied with humiliating him yesterday?

“I'm sorry...”

Elle frowned cluelessly at Bren's apology. “Hah?” Did Elle hear wrong?