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Chapter 9
Bella's POV😇
We've all heard the stories where the good girl changes the bad boy. Where the bad boy falls for her and they love each other very dearly and live their happy endings. Well, hate to break it to you, but that only happens in books and movies.
Because in real life the bad boys and the good girls don't go together.
They don't fall in love.
They don't get their happy ending
The bad boy doesn't change for the girl.
Harsh truth is that the bad boy never pays attention to the good girl.
Because in all honesty, the good girl is not all that good.
She was just never really caught in the act.
She is just as bad as anyone else.
No maybe even the worst, she's a double-minded girl with a dark past and with that fake smile of hers that has fooled everyone, even herself.
She had everything she could ever need, money, fame, grades, health, a house to live in yet she is ungrateful.
She had no one to love her, to take care of her when she was sick and scared when she desperately needed someone to tell her what to do, to worry about her and tell her that everything will be alright. But that is only an excuse because in reality she's terrified.
She's pitiful and a mistake.
To make it all the better
that girl is me.
I'm unable of love because I'm scared that in the end, just like everyone else in my life, he will me leave behind without giving it a second thought.
Why give it a shot when you know that it won't last. What's the point of getting heartbroken?
I was terrified and he knew it. He knew because at that moment when I let my shield down, the one that I have built all these years, he saw the open book of a girl, of me. He saw right through me. Just like the way, Jennifer had also figured me out and I left her. I wanted to protect myself, protect my heart from the pain. I'm a sad excuse for a life. I was selfish and I still am. I only think about myself.
I am a weak crybaby.
And looking at me now I just realized how pathetic I was standing in the middle of nowhere as cars passing me by splashed me with filthy gutter water and as a result, freezing the living daylights out of me. My teeth chattered and I felt goosebumps. My head was hammering rather obnoxiously.
I didn't have my cell phone to call a taxi, it probably fell from the crash or from my rather dramatic run. Karma is certainly a female dog. Plus, it's not like I believe in that. I had bigger worries, like how I was going to get home, it's not like anyone will notice my disappearance since I pretty much live alone.
I'll probably rot here alone or maybe a psychopath will come and cut every part of my body and send it to my parents because let's face it, my parents are big competition to the business world and a threat to many, but what the killer seems to not know is that my parents won't mind me dead since I always was a burden to them.
I sighed dejectedly and sat on the wet grass and gazed at the sky which shined to it brightest.
The moon was so white.
I was unable to keep my eyes open for long as the darkness greeted me and I fell into a deep slumber.
***
-Flashback-
He glowered at me his glance was filled with distaste and it made me wonder what I did to deserve that look from my own blood.
It always was my main goal to make them proud and happy, but no matter what I did it seemed pointless at that point. That day was when I realized that the only person that you can trust is yourself , but I wasn't able to do that. If everyone keeps pushing me away then the only explanation is that something is wrong with me.
He marched down to me and slapped me, hard. It took me a while to actually comprehend what happened. I couldn't hold in the traitorous tear. Getting hit really lowers your self-esteem especially when your own father is the one who raised his hand at you.
My relatives looked at the scene, but no one came to my help, some even sniggered. I lowered my gaze on the floor.
'If your own blood won't fight for you... care for you... who will?' I thought to myself.
He then pushed me on the wall abruptly and my head crashed into it and the pain was so unbearable that I let a sob out.
"You're a curse of a child. You ruined our lives" he roared as he strangled me and I couldn't breathe. Suddenly he threw me on the ground and I gasped out seeking for air, by then I was seeing dots and the sound of glasses breaking was the last thing I remembered as I drifted into the darkness.
***
I was awake or so I thought, but I wasn't breathing and for a second, I wondered if I was dead. I heard the harsh whispers that surrounded me, but my eyes were shut close. I let out a loud breath as I remembered my past.
I carefully fluttered my eyes open to be blinded by the sunlight which I couldn't help but flinch at.
I peered at the gaze of a forming crowd looking at me curiously that's when all the events of yesterday came back.
I couldn't help but grin sheepishly at them.
"Hi." I croaked out.
"Mom the dead girl is alive." Screamed a boy that looked around ten. He seemed terrified as he was hiding behind his mother's leg.
"I'm sleeping beauty I was waiting for a true love kiss to wake me up," I told the kid in a joking manner.
"Aurora" he whispered incredulously.
"It's actually Bella," I said standing up and brushing off dust.
"Princess Bella" he yelled as he jumped on me which resulted in me falling back on the floor.
Shocked by the warm action from a ten year old I smiled softly.
"I'm so sorry about my son. Jared where are your manners young man. I have taught you better than this." Scolded his mother. She was beautiful with blue eyes and didn't look a day older than thirty.
"Sorry Princess Bella." he spoked in guilt.
"It's okay my prince for you have woken me from my deep rest and I am forever grateful," I said with a bow making him giggle.
He was so adorable. With his huge cheeks that looked like dumplings which I just wanted to eat. A figurative way of speaking of course. Could you blame me though, I was starving, I didn't eat anything since yesterday morning and whatever I lay my gaze upon looked like food.
Food is bae.
"Are you alright?" Asked an elderly man.
"I'm good," I reassured everyone.
"Mommy, can we keep her? Please, mommy." Begged Jared.
"Yeah mom, could we?" Asked a deep familiar voice from behind.
I looked at the obnoxious guy who was seated next to me in history in awe. (A/n: Picture of him above.)
"You. What are you doing here?" I asked pointing at him.
"Asks the girl who was sleeping on the grass," he spoke with a smirk.
What is it with boys and smirking?
He walked closer to me and held a hand I hesitated as I gave in.
He stared at me as he still holds my gasp.
"My hand." I let out.
"Sorry," he said as he quickly let go of my hand.
"I should probably get going," I told him as a moment of silence passed.
"I'm dropping you," he said not leaving any place to complain.
And I didn't because I had no idea where I was.
The ride home was quiet. Except for his self-absorbed moments when he starts boosting himself and the occasional pickup lines.
I found myself more comfortable in his presence as I got to know him. He's actually a pretty decent guy.
"Thanks," I said taking my seat belt off as we reached my house.
"My pleasure."
I nodded and gave him a small smile before getting out of the door.
As I approached my house I noticed a dark shadow.
"Bella!" Ace rushed in as he took my face inspected any sigh of harm.
"Do you know how worried we were." He rambled on.
"We?" I inquired.
I then noticed the huge dark circles under his eyes.
"Sorry." I let out looking at the ground feeling guilty for worrying him.
"It's okay all that matters is that you're safe." He said pulling me into a hug.
I then noticed the girls all on their way looking worried.
"Guys I-" I wasn't able to finish my sentence as they pushed me into a group hug and right there I melted.
But I guess eight people hugging each other is not a great idea since we lost balanced and I was the one who was being crushed.
"Bella talk to me! Are you still alive" Bianca yelled jokingly.
"I'm fine ... for now. Get off me man you're choking me." I said smacking someone in the process.
"Oww" let out Ace dramatically.
"And stop touching my bum, you idiot," I screamed.
"I didn't touch your butt Thinker Bell. I'm over here." He replied crushing me with his fat ape
of a body.
"Oh my god, it's a ghost. The one I said was funny looking; it came for revenge" I shrieked struggling to get away from my death.
"It's Numia, you idiot! Maya stop moving so much."
"Guys I-I can't breathe," I said gasping out for air.
Soon enough I was the only one on the ground the sun shined brightly at me and at the moment I know that no matter what the future may bring I'll be ready for it as long as my friends are there.
I am not alone.
I couldn't help the smile that etched on my lips on its own.
"You coming?" Asked Jennifer holding out a hand for me and the rest of the group stood with a warm grin.
Alysha the one with the most annoying comebacks and she could always figure out everything no matter how hard we try to hide the truth, Thea the kindest soul, humble and wise words of wisdom that bring peace whenever you talk with her, Maya the bubbly character, we are so different yet the same. Numia, my partner in crime who laughs at my lamest jokes and at that moment nothing matters, Bianca the one who could probably kill if she wanted to and always stood by my side, Jennifer the girl who knew the truth and who never gave up on me lastly there was Ace the ape of a boy who never fails to amaze me, they are my family and the best thing that ever happened to me.
Some things in life are just worth it and even though it may seem like the end it's often the beginning because if it's meant to be, it will be.