Pretty Girl

Chapter Twenty Four - November 3rd 2014

Chapter Twenty Four

Katrina's Pov - 19 Years Old

"I don't get it. Do you turned on by weird injuries or something?"

I gave her a deadpan look.

"No like seriously, if I show you my scars will you get turned — ow!" Violetta laughed loudly as she took in my displeased expression.

This was supposed to be a mutual acceptance of the fact that we both just wanted Cassandra gone but it definitely became something more.

I actually considered Violetta to be my . . . friend.

It was so weird because the only other girl I cared about was Mia and for some reason Violetta just reminded me of how Mia would've probably been.

She was so real when she was comfortable with someone. I remembered the time she would flinch before she said anything to me and now all she did was try to purposefully get on my nerves.

It was refreshing.

"Violetta. This is important as fúck. I need you to look for a scar. Just do it."

We were all back home for a few days and she was here too considering the fact that both I and Ronan wanted her here, nobody was going to dare to kick her out or treat her like crap.

These parties were always overrated but I really needed this. Half naked guys meant that I can find out if anyone fits the description.

She ended up telling Ronan and he obviously didn't tell Cassandra he knew but he started distancing himself from her because he realised what Cassandra was doing. That was a whole other story but they made sure to exclude my name from the whole thing in general.

Cassandra was mad alright and yes I got temporary satisfaction from it but it didn't really change anything for me.

There were two other people that depended on me to keep my secret.

Verona and Mia. It would be betrayal on a whole new level.

In a weird way, Ronan, Violetta and I actually started hanging out and for the first time, I didn't hate being around people.

The only time I liked being around someone was with Mia and Alex but now it was really different.

I didn't trust them fully but I liked them.

Violetta had unofficially become my partner in crime when it came to everything though. She helped me sometimes and I really appreciated it.

"Fine but if Atlas thinks I'm trying to hit on weird scarred guys, I'm blaming it on you." She says with a smirk trying to annoy me.

"Of course. Now get to work slave." I said with mock haughtiness.

She smacked my hand with a happy laugh and shook her head as she headed towards the pool to go towards Ronan.

Ronan looked down at her with complete adoration as she reached him and he messed up her hair while he wrapped an arm around her to take her around the whole place.

My chest hurt as I sadly took in their actions around each other.

I had that. Once.

I'd always been lonely and it had never bothered me but for some reason it just hurt now.

I cleared my thoughts and focused on the task at hand.

I probably lookex super creepy as I inspected the torso of every guy in my vicinity.