Hey Guys. I am not sure if anyone really cares about this series anymore. However, the reasons for which I stopped writing was wrong and I thought it only fair that I do finish it. I got scared off by a few criticisms, all of which raised valid points, btw. So I am taking a chance with this story and I am rewriting "Convincing Me Pt. 12", meaning this story is a follow-up to Pt. 11. I am really sorry to anyone who got frustrated that new chapters were not added for so long and also to those who were dissatisfied with the last chapter. Hopefully, this revival will erase any anger :) Thank you.
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Many likes to call me passionate, but if you mess with me, I am baddest bitch you will ever meet. I gave Sophie the death glare that came so naturally to me, and the hour-glass whore got so scared that she was frozen with her mouth open and a fork-full of scrambled eggs mid-air. I felt the love of my life looking at me before I actually saw her face.
Suddenly all the chatter stopped, and mom and dad looked at me guiltily. I should have known.. Of course they would choose their daughter over me.. Calling them mom and dad for so long had made me forget that I am not actually their daughter.
"I am sorry.. T.. I mean Tamara.. I didn't know you would be here," Mandy said.
"Don't be.. This is your house. I am clearly the one who needs to leave. Mom, dad thank you for letting me stay the night," I said.
"Do not take a step towards that door young lady. We need to sort this out today," mom said.
"Yes, I can't watch my two girls fighting like this," added Dad.
"She should have thought of that before hooking up with Ms. I'll-Open-My-Legs-For-Anyone.
"Do not insult her, T, This is between you and me."
"There is nothing between you and me, Mandy. You killed that when you cheated on me with her. Who even knows who else you slept with? Probably tons more women... Did you even care about me? Or did you just want to use me while we were stuck in this dumb little town?" I already regretted the words that were spilling out of my mouth. But there was no stopping now. "You are worse than my dad, because he at least didn't fool me with fake love".
I could see Mandy's eyes filling with tears, but she still let me pile insults on her. I wanted her to respond, I wanted us to fight and shout and break things and hit each other. I was so mad.
"What are you offering, huh? How have you been keeping her hooked on that pussy of yours, huh?"
"I told you to stop talking to her, Tamara. I am serious. Stop insulting her. She had nothing to do with this".
"But it's not her that dragged me into this mess, was it? It was you," the whore spoke up.
"Shut up, Sophie-"
"Why? So none knows your silly little plans?"
"Stop it. You are a guest in my house. You have no place --"
"Mandy!!" mom gasped at Mandy's out-of-character behavior.
"You know what? I have no place here either. I am sorry mom. You will always have to choose your daughter and I have not right to expect otherwise and unfortunately I cannot stand her. I hope you will forgive me," I said and left despite mom and dad's voices telling me to stay.
I ran out as tears threatened to escape my eyes, but I purposefully walked ahead. Flashback on every day since out break-up passed me by. I released that the woman I thought could never hurt me, hurt me more than anyone else ever has. I cursed her and yearned for her at the same time. I think I still held on the belief that she would come back, apologise and that after making her work a little bit for it, I would forgive her.
I laughed at how pathetic I am. The woman had me wrapped around her pinky, while she went and played with other girls. Even now, I think I would forgive her if she only told me she was sorry and that her love was only mine, even if she shared her body with other people. I tried to rationalize that love is what mattered, not sex.
But it does not even look like she wants my love. She has stupid Sophie's love! I hated this feeling of helplessness. I felt this when I was young and every time I looked for clues to find my mom Maria would reprimand me. Since then I had decided that I would go after what I wanted and not be the damsel in distress, ever. And, here I am feeling like a heartbroken princess in a fairytale.
I don't remember how long I walked for, but I reached my gigantic home that did not evoke half the emotions that Mandy's home did. I must have looked like a mess, because one of the maids gasped and ran to the TV room where I am sure Maria was waiting for an update about me.
Halfway up the stairs to my room I head, "Stop right there, Tammy." I walked on. "You will obey me, young lady. I raised you." Despite knowing better, I stopped.
"Why are you behaving like this? Stop victimizing yourself. What has happened? You broke up with Mandy. So what? You have broken up with other people. I told you she wasn't right for you. Why don't you call Matty (You guys may know him as Jock) and do something fun?" Maria said.
"I am not sure if he will be free, Maria, considering he is in a new relationship and from what I hear he spending most of his time banging that boyfriend of his," I spat and turned around for just a second to see the colour drain out of Maria's face.
I do not remember entering my room, locking the door or crying myself to sleep, but I did wake up to loud voices from the ground floor. I did not care about anyone or anything else.. all I wanted to do was burry myself under the blankets and hibernate till I felt better. However, the voice of the woman who used to scream my name in ecstasy, was shouting my name and I had to see what it was about.
Mandy was trying to pry out of the grips of Maria and three other maids, while her whorebag of a girlfriend was looking shocked. Our eyes locked and she shouted, "Tamara".
"What are you doing here? You have hurt me enough. Let me be," I pleaded with her.
"I just need to talk for five minutes and I will leave. I promise," she said.
I paused for a few seconds, and despite every logical part of my brain screaming danger alert, I said, "Maria let her go.. NOW!"
Since her new girlfriend would clearly be joining us and I would never allow her to enter the sacred space where Mandy and I kissed for the first time, I took them to the patio. "What do you want now, Mandy?"
"I wanted to apologize-"
"I am the one that should apologize. I let my emotions get the better of me.. As you say, I am too 'passionate' for my own good," I chuckled humorlessly. "I should not have made such a huge scene at yourplace..and I shouldn't have called you a whore or a bitch... that was uncalled for," I said to Sophie.
"You didn't call me a bitch" she corrected me.
"Oh.. well I thought it. Regardless, I am sorry."
"Mandy.. we are not a couple," Mandy blurted.
"Yes... You made it abundantly clear. I got it," I retorted. Why is she rubbing it in? Did I not apologize?
