Bonus Chapter || Happily Never After

Marissa's POV

I lowered my head as I began my walk of shame through the hallways with the principle walking right in front of me. Starry eyes, disappointed looks and shaking heads accompanied me on my way to the principal's office which lasted only a few minutes but felt like an eternity.

It wasn't until now when I realized how I let the id take over my mind and control my actions. I felt like a prisoner who was about to be executed.

I felt guilty. It probably wouldn't matter to anyone because of what I did but I did, I utterly did. I'm glad my mom isn't here to witness that because I could never stand the hurt expression in her face when she realizes what her daughter is capable of doing.

I'm sorry, Mom. I know this isn't the way you raised me, I know this isn't who I really am.

I just couldn't take it anymore. Everything has changed since you are gone and I can't take the pain anymore.

The pain caused by you passing away, by dad whose only concern is how much money I will make in the future.

I know he suffers, I can see it, I can feel it but does that give him the right to stop caring about me ?

What I did wasn't an attack against Sofía because I disrespect her as a person because I like her, I really do. I tried to make other people responsible for my grief because I at one point the pain became so much that I had to pass it on to someone although they weren't the ones to blame for the situation I found myself in.

I constantly tried to make dad happy because I thought that him being happy will ease our pain but it didn't.

I strived for people's approval of me for me being perfect and I enjoyed it. I enjoyed the attention because every girl told me how much they wished to be like me.

People always want to be successful until they see what it takes.

The pressure to keep up the façade because if you allow yourself to show them your flaws, you get hate for just being human. They wait for you to make a mistake and that is when they attack you like a lion attacks its prey.

It's not easy. It has never been but that is what it takes not to let your insanity rule yourself.

When we had reached the office Paula and I were told to take a seat on the other side of the desk.

I could feel the patronizing look on Mr. Ross' face piercing through my body, although I couldn't convince myself to look him in the eyes for just one minute.

I blankly stared on the floor, hoping that this moment will pass by as soon as possible.

"Ms. Thompson, Ms. Monroe.", he started as he put his arms on his desk, leaning towards us. "Do you have anything to say ?"

We looked at each other and just shook our heads in denial. Although I wanted, I couldn't because there was nothing in this world that I could say that would reasonably justify what I did.

Judging by Paula's facial expression, she felt the same. The silence was unbearable but I knew that I couldn't do anything to make the situation more convenient.

"Well, in that case, I think I don't need to tell both of you that you will be suspended from school. This kind of behavior is something we don't tolerate at our school. Especially you, Ms. Monroe, are someone I never expected to be capable of such cruelty.", the expression on my face didn't change.

"If you have nothing left to say, I'd like to ask you to leave my office. I will call your parents to inform them about the suspension.", he pointed on the closed door.

I lifted up my body from the chair and walked out of the door still having my head lowered, looking on the floor.

The hallway was completely empty as Paula and I stood there motionlessly.

"What did we do ?", she rhetorically whispered to herself as her body sunk down on the floor.

"We screwed up.", a tear started rolling down my chin. "And not just a little.", I seated myself next to her.

"Why did we do it ? I ruined the friendship to my best friend. For what ? I don't even know what for. What kind of people are we ?", she started sobbing.

"I never thought that I would be actually capable of doing this. There you see how bad of a person a human being can actually get.", I said."The worst thing is we don't even have the right to cry, yet we sit here and do it anyway."

"What are we going to do now ?", she looked at me.

"I don't know but I can't face anyone of them ever again. I would die right on the spot."

I really had the urge to apologize but what I owe Sofía exceeds an apology by far. There are things in life that you can't fix by saying sorry, in the contrary, sometimes you make it even worse because that little apology seems so ridiculous in comparison to what you did.

"I know what I'm going to do. I will go home and face the wrath of my father because I want to get this over with as quickly as possible."

I quickly said goodbye to Paula and reluctantly made my way home. The walk felt like an eternity since I played every possible scenario in my head up that could happen.

I greeted the guard as I turned into the estate. When I opened the door, I slowly peeked through the little space to hear if anyone is home. I entered the building and made my way into the kitchen where my father was already awaiting me.

"I got a call from your school, Marissa. You got suspended ? Are you serious ?", he asked me angrily.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I-"

"Is this how you thank me ?", he yelled at me.

Excuse me ?!

"Thank you ? For what ? For you heartlessness ?", I scoffed at him and he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

I'm sick of letting my father bossing me around like I'm a stupid dog.

Don't do this. Don't do that. Don't do it. Don't do it.

"Don't start with this crap again, Marissa. I love you and I always want the best for you."

"No, you want what you think is the best for me. You try to fill the hole in your heart by telling me how to live my life. You don't care about what I want, you only care about what you want.", I yelled at him furiously.

"I'm your father and I know what is best for you. I will send you to a boarding school in New York because you apparently have forgotten how talk to an adult, young lady.", he exclaimed. "I won't let you disrespect me like that."

"That isn't disrespect. That is an appeal to your heart. Stop causing me unhappiness just because you don't know how to deal with yours.", I lowered my voice.

"Go up to your room. The discussion has ended."

"But..."

"No buts. I have a meeting and will be back at night. Until then you will have packed your things because your flight to New York will take off tomorrow morning."

Without saying a word, I turned around and made my way upstairs and started packing. Tears starting to stream down my face as I looked at the picture of my mom on the desk.

Why did you have to leave me ? Why ?

I don't deserve this, I know I screwed up but I don't deserve this.

I guess there are things we don't want to happen, but have to accept. There are things in life that hurt so much but the pain is inevitable, although it is unbearable.

We believe that there is something wrong with the world but the thing is that in reality there is never a right or wrong.

There are just different perspectives, different views and different stories with different people to experience them, no matter if they are good or bad...

...and sometimes it doesn't matter how much you want it or how much you try but there are stories out there that just aren't supposed to have an happy ending.

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