The white rose of death

chapter 1

5 years ago

"...because of this war, many people lost their homes and families ..."

Is there anything more boring than history? Oh, wait there is.

Watching Alexandra making out with your ex-boyfriend in front of your locker. I can't believe we used to be friends a year ago. Well, that was before she stole my boyfriend of that time and humiliated me in front of everyone saying I was a hoe and that I had talked behind my friend's backs. She even texted them on my phone. Offending them and calling them names.

I lost everything that day. My boyfriend, my friends. I was alone.

But I was getting my revenge, today.

Since I lost everyone that day all I did besides studying was fighting.

I learned how to fight, use a gun, and how to defend myself. I even got into underground fighting. Good money. But of course, I used a stage name and not my real one.

I was the white rose of death. And I didn't forgive. Never.

This was my senior year at this high school. My last year.

And as expected Alexandra hadn't changed a bit.

She was still the same two timed bitch.

I learned that a week after she started dating James she cheated on him with his older brother who is 2 years older than him. Honestly, I feel bad for him, but that doesn't mean I still have feelings for James.

They were destroyed when he left me. And the tears...

Oh, the tears of my heart breaking in million pieces.

But I was done with them.

The ringing of the bell brought me out of my thoughts, and my wild smile broke on my lips.

Let the show begin.

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"James it's not what it looks like! I swear!", she pleaded.

Pffff could this girl be faker?

"oh really Alexandra cause it looks like you cheated on James with his one brother!", I said smirking, not hiding the fact that it was obviously me who did this.

"You! You did this!" she screamed angrily at me.

"Oh no, sweetie! You did this to yourself. All I did was upload you and him together on one of your 'study nights' and the motel near his house."

By now the whole school was gathered to see what all the fuzz was about.

"You bitch!!"

She said as she jumped to attach me. But before she could even touch me I moved to the side and kneeled her in the stomach than punched her with all my might on her fake nose.

Hearing the satisfying sound of breaking made me much happier. Oh well, since she had her nose done once she can do it again.

"My nose" she cried on the corridor floor. As everyone around her was laughing, some were pointing and some were just too shocked about what happened and how the quiet nerdy girl kicked the queen cheerleader herself.

"That was for you did to me a year ago slut," I said spitting on her face as I left for the next class.

"You will pay for this Daphne! You hear me! One day you will be the one on the floor and I will be watching you!"

"Whatever you say, Alexandra!" I said not even turning to look at her.

As I passed by James he looked terrified at me. Like I would hit him too.

What a chicken! I can't believe I used to date this guy.

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Today

Of course I got suspended for a week for what I did since I was a good student.

When I returned I learned that both Alexandra and James had left school.

She got transferred to Italy and James to London.

Since I got back no one even dared to look me in the eye, let alone bully me anymore.

Apparently news spreads fast here. Well faster than I expected.

Either way, I don't care.

I never heard from them since that day.

It has been 5 years since that time. A lot has changed.

I left fighting and continued medical school. Even though I couldn't finish it because of the accident that cost me everything.

Now I work at a local café. I'm not complaining though. The owner is a really nice old lady. She reminds me of my mom a lot. Before she...

...Before it happened...

I have rented a small apartment near the café. It may not be too expensive or too big but its worm and closer to home.

"oh, shit! I'm late."

I rushed to put my snickers on and got out of the house shutting the door behind me.

It was a ten minutes walk from my house to the café, but if I really run I could get there in five.

Totally out of breath and hair messy, I opened the door of the cafe.

"I'm sorry I'm late ms. Dawson"