Revenge Is Sweet

Chapter 3- Your end

Nala Pov

The fear and confusion I saw etched on his face made me feel so happy happier then I have in a very long time. Ever since three years ago I had begun to notice that things between me and Rick became insipid, dull and boring. I had a feeling something was wrong but I could never place my finger on it.

“It’s Oh so sweet.” I said grabbing hold of his chin.

“I barley even know you.” He said the fear clear on his face. “How can you not remember your ex?” I asked. Realization donned on his face.  

“N-nala?” he asked confused. “Who else did you expect? How could you have forgotten so fast?” I asked a smirk on my face.

“I-I never really forgot.” He said lying to me.

“If you missed me you would have called, you would have came to visit, you would have been my friend when I needed you and last but not least you would have never cheated on me!” I said shaking him by the collar of his shirt.

“I’m sorry!” He said in desperation.

“No, no you’re not Ricky! You’re never sorry and you never regret anything!” I said letting his collar go the flick him into the wall.

“I’m sorry.” He said. I took my heals off and tossed them into the corner.

“No Rick your never sorry.” I said turning to face him grabbing him by the collar again. “Ricky how you could do something like this to me I gave you my heart my trust… That must have meant nothing to you because you left me in the mud for some floozy!” I said shaking him.

“I-” He said before I interrupted him. “Don’t you dare say sorry because you’re not!” I shouted tossing him into the wall.

“I never want to see your face again; all you care about is being the most popular. Since I’m not the most popular you just left me behind without a second thought” I said by back at him. I knew he was trying to sneak up on me while my back was turned. I turned just before he lifted the Mop to hit me on the head I grabbed the mop from his grasp I swung it towards him hitting him in the neck with the mop and he was down in a heap. I pulled out a pair of gloves then the gun I held the gun in my hands looking at Rick’s knocked out form. My heart soared knowing that I would never see that face again all the pain and the suffering he made me feel would be avenged. I aimed the gun at the back of his head and shot. The gun barley made a sound. He is down and dead I smiled at his unmoving form I walked out of the closet with a smile on my face. I pulled off my gloves setting them a blaze before flushing them. I looked at myself in the mirror utterly shocked. I scrubbed off all the makeup, took off all the tight clothes, took off the god forsaken heals and replaced them with a baggy shirt, comfortable pants and a scuffed up pair of converse. As soon as I looked like myself again I got into my car and drove off.

Fin