Better Than Revenge [Unedited - 2012 Version]

Chapter Twenty-Five

 Your New Year's present ;) As suggested by RawrIsDinoLove. Enjoy!

Also. Guys. William and Liam are the same person. Liam is a nickname of William. Wil-LIAM. See it? I've replied to like 4594358435849534598 x pi comments about this and figured it went without saying but I guess not.  So just keep that in mind!

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Note: Better Than Revenge was written before Kidnap My Heart. Kidnap My Heart wasn't supposed to be a real book but I decided to make it one after writing Better Than Revenge. The Kidnap My Heart scenes in this book are NOT the same as the ones in the real version of Kidnap My Heart. Nicknames are different, dialogue is different, even some of the plot is different. This is an extremely rough draft of what would later become Kidnap My Heart as you know it. So if you've read Kidnap My Heart, also keep this in mind! 

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Better Than Revenge 

Chapter 25

The next day on set, Christian wouldn’t even look me in the eye. I didn’t know if it was out of embarrassment or if he felt bad about everything that happened, but I didn’t care. I just ignored him and his behavior, assuring myself that I was happy that I didn’t have to deal with him. 

After all, why wouldn’t I be happy? This was what I had wanted all along. I always said I wanted him to just leave me alone. All he did was annoy me and bother me. This was exactly what I wanted, and I was beyond happy. 

Right? 

What did it matter that what brought about this sudden peace was something less than pleasant? I wasn’t proud of myself for spilling the story, obviously, but it was too late to take it back. And if it brought a few good consequences, then who was I to complain?

Something weird did happen that day, however. Actually, no, a few weird things happened. The first thing was a surprise that was left for me in my trailer. 

At first, when I found the bouquet of flowers waiting for me in my trailer, I thought they were from Christian. I thought that he might have been trying to recompense for what he did. My first thought concerning that was that it was going to take a hell of a lot more than just some flowers to gain my forgiveness. 

But then I realized I was being stupid. Of course they weren’t from Christian. He wouldn’t even look me in the eye now. He couldn’t even say anything concerning what I told him the day before. They couldn’t have been from him. They were probably from some fan. Or maybe they were from Tori, as a joke. Or Jake. Or my mother. Who knew? I just knew they weren’t from Christian. 

They were beautiful, though. They were also my favorite kind of flower, lilies. That was another reason I figured they weren’t from Christian. He had no way of knowing my favorite flower. 

The flowers put me in a pretty good mood, though, despite the mystery behind them. They were beautiful and they smelled amazing. It didn’t matter that I didn’t know who they were from. Not really. 

So my day was going surprisingly well up to this point. Not even Savannah’s petty confrontation was enough to ruin it. 

The confrontation was pretty random, actually. I didn’t know what triggered it. I didn’t particularly care, either. I had never liked Savannah and could now see the reason for that. She was a petty, jealous cow who started drama over the slightest thing. 

I tuned her out for the beginning of her rant, honestly. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with her and her nasally voice was giving me a headache. 

“You’re just a whore who wants Christian and Jake and every other guy you can get all for yourself, aren’t you?” Savannah snapped viciously.