Collision Course

Chapter 22: Queen of Mean

Heidi's POV

Heidi: I'm so tired of pretending. {Tears fall from my eyes and onto my hand.} Where's my happy ending? {I start thinking of what has lead me to feeling like this.}

 I followed all the rules. {The memory of Chet and Harry getting into a fist fight over me flashes in my head.} I drew inside the lines. {The memory of Harry and me arguing over Chet and harry thinks that something is going on between Chet and I flash in my head.} I never asked for anything that wasn't mine. {The memory of Harry losing it on me when he finds out that I let Hades near Henry flashes in my head.} I waited patiently for my time. {The memory of the horrible argument between Harry and me flashes in my head.} But when it finally came. {The memory of walking into Harry's room to see Harry and Audrey flashes in my mind.} He called her name. {The memory of Harry telling me that I am the one that broke up with him and that I couldn't think that he would wait around for me forever flashes in my head.}

 And now I feel this overwhelming pain. {I shake my head of these memories as I place my hand over my chest where my heart is.} I mean, it's in my veins. {I run my hands over my arms.} I mean, it's in my brain. {I clutch my head as I shake my head wanting to banish these memories.} My thoughts are running in a circle like a toy train. {I get off my bed and walk up the fireplace in my room.} I'm kinda like a perfect picture with a broken frame. {I grab a picture of Harry, Henry, and I at Triton's Bay and run my hand along the frame of the picture.} I know exactly who to blame. {I throw the picture on the floor smashing it to pieces.}

 I never thought of myself as mean. {I walk up to my jewelry box and pick up and slams it onto the floor smashing it to pieces.} I always thought that I'd be his Queen. {I take my wedding ring off and throw it into the rumble of my jewelry box.} And there's no in-between. {I take off the necklace with the sliver hook with the little heart on it and toss it onto the floor with everything else.} Cause if I can't have that. {Wipes the tears away from my eyes.} Then I will be the leader of the dark. {I suddenly come up with an idea on how to get what I want.} And the bad. {I look over and stares at myself in the mirror seeing just how broken I am now that I have lost Harry to Audrey.}

 Now there's a devil on my shoulder. {I grab my batons out from under my bed.} Where the angels used to be. {I kiss Henry's cheek as I slowly run my hand through his hair.} And he's calling me the Queen. {I walk out of my dorm room heading to the one place that can give me exactly what I want.}

 I make my way out of the dorm room and across campus until I am in front of Museum of Cultural History. I walk up the steps and push both double gate doors open and walk inside and up to the night guard. "Heidi? What are you doing here at this late hour?" He asks checking his watch. When the night guard lifts his head back to look at me I blow some sleep powder in his face as he yawns and falls asleep in his chair. "Sorry, but this is the only way." I say as I reach around him and shut off the cameras making sure that no one will know what I am up too and that I was here. I make down the hallway until the reach the Museum of Villainy.

Being nice was my past time. {I enter the museum of Villainy.} But I've been hurt for the last time. {I walk past countless halls dedicated to other villains but there are only two villains that can help me now.}

  And I won't ever let another person take advantage of me. {I open the curtains and walk into the room of my father, the god of the underworld, Hades.} The anger burns my skin, third-degree. {I walk around the room eyeing the pedestal in the middle of the room that contains Hades's blue ember.} Now my blood's boiling hotter than a fiery sea. {I start walking up the steps.} There's nobody getting close to me. {I walk up the rest of the steps.} They're gonna bow to the Evil Queen. {I smirk evilly as I admire the most powerful item in Auradon.} Your nightmare is my dream. {I walk up to the glass case running my hand along the glass.} Just wait until they fall to my wicked schemes. {I take one of my batons and smash the glass case into a million pieces.}