The B.A.D. boy's Rose

Chapter 2

Brett's P.O.V

"Samantha, I'm going to the supermarket, come with me." I shouted.

My sister emerged from her room and smirked, "Why big brother? Scared to go to the market alone?"

I rolled my eyes and replied "Of course not, I'm scared leaving you alone here." Her features softened and a flash of hurt passed through her eyes, remembering that horrific day.

"Brett... I'm over it now and I can take care of myself. I won't hurt myself again." she said with a genuine look on her face.

"No, Samantha."

"Yes, Brett."

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"BRETT ADAMS DAVIDSON, I'm not coming wih you. I'm mature enough and I promise I won't do anything stupid." she shouted.

I had to agree. I wish she were more responsible enough.

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I started walking towards the market and then I saw that bastard, with some girl, his hand resting on the small of her back. They were entering the restaurant which I used to cook in. Wrong move Cambridge, wrong move.

I walked towards the back entrance of the restaurant deciding to take my revenge today. Why am I getting this feeling that someone is following me?

I twisted around only to be met by an empty dark alley. Huh? No one is there. Wierd. I should stop eating those pickles.

As i entered the kitchen, I was greeted by an old friend, Serena.

Should I use her as a tool for taking revenge? I asked myself..

"Hey Brett! Long time... What brings you here?" Serena asked.

"Hey Serena, I was just passing by and decided to pay you a visit." I smirked.

She broke into a wide smile and said "Really? That's so sweet of you."

"So what are you making right now?" I asked.

"Table number 21 ordered for a chicken Niçoise salad."

Ah! That's where little baby Kenneth is sitting with his new girl. Nice! That was pretty easy.

"Brett, I'm going to the pantry for a minute." Serena said and walked away.

"Yeah, sure.." I replied.

This is my chance I smirked to myself. Looking around I caught sight of a clear bottle of Balsamic vinegar. Hmm. Too much balsamic vinegar causes vomiting. Perks of working in a restaurant.. I smiled to myself.

I quickly grabbed the bottle and added half of it in the salad. While placing it back I caught a girl staring with a shocked expression on her face. Shit!

Rose's P.O.V

What the hell is Brett doing inside that kitchen. Is that vinegar? Oh my God did he just pour half a glass of vinegar in the salad?

As soon as I entered the kitchen he turned around and caught me staring at him. He mirrored my shocked expression.

"What the hell were you doing?" I screamed at him. He grabbed me by my arm and pulled me towards the exit pinning my arm on my back as he shoved me towards the wall. What is he trying to do?

He slammed his left hand on the wall and growled "What did you see?"

"What did I see?" I mocked him. "I fucking saw you put half a bottle of vinegar in that salad. Why did you put so much of vinegar ? Do you work here? Is it for the taste? I don't think-"

"Oh god! Stop rambling woman. It's none of your business." He grunted.

He brought his lips near my ear and whispered "I'm taking my revenge, and if anyone comes in my way, anyone at all. I. Will. Destroy. Them. Got that?"

I nodded in agreement and he walked away without a backward glance.

Panic took all over me. What just happened?

"Take deep breaths Rose, one, two, three...." I said to myself.

With that I started walking towards my house with a fierce look on my face, yet I was panicking on the inside, thinking about the whole situation. I didn't realise when I reached home. As I entered, I was greeted by my dad.

"Hey honey, how was your day?"

"Hi, it was great" I said. Liar, the voice in my head said. Shut up!

"I think you're tired hon, go get some rest. Dinner is ready and I'm leaving for an urgent meeting right now. Stay safe. LOVE YOU.. Bye!"

"Love you too dad." I replied lazily.

I went to my room and threw of my sneakers and jumped onto the bed. Huff! It was a very long day. Starting from Kenneth asking Pam on a date, to that blackmailing by Brett.

Suddenly my phone buzzed interrupting me from my train of thoughts. I took it out of my jeans's pocket. It was a message from Pamela.

Pamela: hey can Kenny and I come over?
Me: is everything okay?
Pamela: yeah everything's great!
Me: sure
Pamela: meet you in 20..

Smiling at my phone I thought about Pam and Kenneth's relationship. They are totally different yet perfect for eachother. She wants to become a makeup artist and he is a great football player. I sigh. I'm really happy for them. Will I ever get something like this?

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