"But, why?!?!" the Asian girl cried out, barely comprehending the situation.
"Heather, I thought... we were closer than that. But, apparently to you, money is madami important than what we had. You truly scarred me, in madami than one way..." the Latin teen replied, scowling as he remembered the searing pain the bulkan had brought onto him.
"I was stupid then! But now... things have changed... I want you back!" she begged, tears beginning to well up. She quickly rubbed her eyes to hide the tears, but realized she was failing, and let them flow.
"It's too late for that!" he snapped, making Heather jump in shock. "I've ibingiay you all the chances I possibly can, and I won't let you into my puso just so you can manipulate it and snap it like a twig!" He quickly turned around, facing the door of his room. He balled his hands into fists.
"I...I..." Heather stammered, unable to find the words to say. She had a flashback of all the times she betrayed and manipulated him. As the tears fell from her cheeks gradually, Alejandro began to speak again.
"Besides, I already found someone else..." he whispered, breaking Heather from her temporary daze.
W-who would he be dating as a rebound? She suddenly gasped from her own thoughts. It couldn't be Courtney, could it? Who else could it be besides her?
There was a quiet rap on Alejandro's door. Heather looked up at the door, in agony and distress from her own mind.
"Alejandro? Are you in there?" the soft, sweet voice asked.
Okay, so it isn't Courtney or any of the other Total Drama freaks. But I know that voice from somewhere...
Alejandro let out a sigh, and creaked the door open. The sight of the girl who stepped from the shadows made what was left of Heather's black puso crumble to dust.