That bitch

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I'm going to try reverse psychology on Bonnie.
"Wait!" I call to her as she leaves her last class.
"Yeah?" She answers.
"Are you sure you can do this?" I ask her trying to show concern.
"I don't know why you suddenly care about me but I have got this, you didn't need to come over with Jeremy and I," she says annoyed.
"That's not how you looked before, I heard your whole conversation so be glad I cared for a second," I say loosing my temper, "next time I'll leave you and your boyfriend to your fights."
"Thank you!" She shouts drawing attention to us.
"Speaking of boyfriends are you really into Tyler?" She asks, she seems doubtful.
"Now why do you care what I'm doing?" I ask.
"Just curious, I didn't think he would be your type," she says calmly.
He isn't, "maybe he is," I lie, "he is hot," another lie, "and he likes me," which is the truth.
"Besides the point," I cut myself off, "you can't do this, you aren't strong enough to harness the powers of that many dead witches, you won't survive."
"We'll screw you," she says, "I'm going to protect the people I love, which is more than what you do."
That bitch, I can't believe I ever felt guilty about what I'm going to do to her.
"Just you wait Bennet, I-" I begin then,
"Grace is there a problem?" Jeremy asks.
I swear one day I will finish what I started in the Lockwood cellar.
"Yea-" I try to speak again.
"No," Bonnie says sternly looking at me, "everything is fine."
I nod, "it's amazing," I fake smile.
Now bloody Tyler approaches, he puts his arm around my waist and pulls me close to him.
"All good Gilbert?" He asks.
"Just fine," Jeremy says.
"K, bye then." I say before turning to walk away.
"What's their problem?" Tyler asks me.
"I think it's me, I was just trying to help."
Tyler opens his mouth to speak but now Mat comes up to me.
"Hey Grace, can I talk to you for a second," he looks to Tyler, "alone."
"No way," Tyler says.
"It's fine, I'll meet you at your car," I assure him. He clenches his jaw but walks away.
"Hey," Matt smiles,
"What," I ask already fed up.
"I wanted to apologise," he looks at his feet.
I say nothing.
"Look, I get why you would be mad at me but I did it for the people I love," he says.
"How come everyone can excuse their actions on 'love' but I can't?" I ask him.
"You want to get back at your brothers," Matt points out to me.
"Yes," I say annoyed, "and it's because the people I love are gone."
"Well," he says, "I'm sorry, you have every right to be mad at me, I wish there was another way i could have done it."
"Yeah, I understand," I say softly, "it just hurt."
"Friends?" He asks, I nod.
He opens his arms to hug me, I move to hug hi, just before he can touch me I knee him hard in the groin.
"Sorry," I say sweetly, "I just really regret touching you and I don't want to do it again, I have to go."

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