to you ♡

~Chapter Six~♡~

"To Her,

I hate you.

I hate you.

I hate you.

Completely despise you.

You were the worst person I have ever met.

I hate seeing you being so happy, while you left me to suffer in silence.

I hope every word I said today runs through your heads every single day.

You deserve it. You deserve every piece of hate, pain, worrying, and suffering.

I hope my voice paves its way into the back of your mind,

Having the constant reminder I'm always there.

But in the end what had started as your win, became your loss, and what started as my loss then later became my win"

It felt good to finally get rid of everything she had been holding on to, every word, every thought. She knew that everything she had just said hit hard, digging the wound of heartbreak and rejection even deeper. She watched Isla's face shift from confusion to unease. 

Lila didn't want an apology from Isla, she wanted control. She wanted the girl she called her best friend to feel afraid of her, to feel nervous, shaken.

There was a mix of justice and satisfaction rushing through Lila. It set her skin warm, making her smile wider. Even when she had more harmful words to say directly to her face.

Lila studied Isla's reaction, watching every flicker of panic in her eyes, every flinch of discomfort, every time her hands clenched into a fist. Isla's uneasiness made Lila feel prouder. Lila wasn't here to mend old, broken wounds. She was here to reopen them. To make sure they never fully recover.

She could tell she had gotten under Isla's skin.

She could see it in the way Isla's eyes flickered, the way her lips pressed into a trembling line, how her fingers clenched the strap of her bag.

She could tell Isla was now regretting everything she did the past year,

every friend she pushed away,

every choice she made.

She could tell how she really thought about the way she made Lila feel hopeless.

She watched Isla's face panic, the deep reminder that she had forgotten the way she left Lila. How she left her feelings alone. With nobody else. While she had the whole school by her side.

She could tell from the moment Isla looked over her shoulder to find her sitting behind her with her new friends. Though it was a quick glance, it felt like it held more tension. It carried heavy weight of everything that was unspoken between their distant former friendship

It held more meaning than either of them were willing to say.

Lila stared at the back of her blond hair for a brief moment, before tearing her eyes away.

Hazy images of the girl that used to be Lila's best friend flashed through her head. Blond locks in sunlight, soft smiles and laughs, princess dresses spinning around barefoot on carpet. Sleeping in blanket forts, licking sugar off their sticky lolly hands, calling each other 'Best Friends For Ever And Ever'. 

Back then the world seemed so vivid, bright, bold colours, and the air smelt like summer. It felt as if the world was small enough to fit in their tiny hands. It was all so simple. Before time began to change the way they saw each other.

Lila forced her mind to stop racing with thoughts of Isla, besides Lila had new people, she doesn't need Isla anymore. And Isla doesn't need her. Lila had already found the people who would follow her around like moths drawn to a flame. 

She doesn't need to raise her voice for attention. She already gets it. The moment she walks into the room, all eyes are on her, finding out where she's going to sit, whose she'd be making fun of this time. She didn't need friendship anymore, not when she had influence.

 Power was way more stronger and felt way more satisfying than love will ever be.