Unmasked ≫ J.G

XIX. Revenge

"What do you mean she took something important from you? What was it?" Jack asked, concern written on his face.

I sighed, "Can we not talk about this right now? I'll tell you everything later but right now, me talking about her isn't doing anything but making me angrier." I leaned my head back in frustration.

Jack chuckled at my childish actions,"Yeah, that's fine. Let's continue our day alright?"

I nodded and closed my eyes as he kissed my forehead softly. The touch of his cool lips against my warm forehead was enough to calm me.

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Mikaela's POV

"She thinks she can talk to me however she wants to," I laughed, "oh she has another thing coming."

"Who are you talking to?" Brandon asked.

I spun around, startled by his presence, "Fuck, you can't just walk up behind me like that! And I'm talking to myself if you must know." I hissed.

"You always were crazy." He smirked, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his buff chest.

"And so are you, which is why we're related." I gave him a bitchy smile.

He rolled his eyes, "Don't remind me." He sighed, averting his eyes away from me, "You look like you're up to something."

"I am, I'm plotting revenge." I smirked.

"On who and why?"

"Remember little miss Brielle White?" I raised my eyebrow.

Brandon's eyes widen, "The hot one who beat you all the time during pageants?"

I scoffed, "She did not beat me all the time! She cheated! I know she did!" I shouted.

"Woah, chill out that vein in the middle of your forehead looks like it's gonna explode." Brandon held out his hands.

I exhaled to calm myself, "Anyway, I ran into her today and she was rather rude. I think it's time I teach her a lesson." I rubbed my hands together.

"Why? Why do you have to be such an evil bitch?" Brandon groaned.

"I'm just doing what's been long overdue. She took everything I've ever worked for so easily, it's time I take something of hers." I smirked, "or someone in particular."

"Well I want no part in it. She's never done anything to me and plus," he leaned forward as he walked out, "I think she's kinda hot."

I let out a loud scream, "You're such a dick!"

Brandon chuckled as he walked down the hall to his bedroom, slamming it shut. I ran my hands through my hair, gnawing on my bottom lip.

"Guess I gotta do this alone."

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Later That Day

"So what did this Mikaela girl take from you?" Jack asked, eager evident in his tone and facial expression as he plopped down next to me on the couch.

I rolled my eyes and threw my head back against the armrest, swinging my legs up on his lap, "It was like three years ago, during the biggest pageant of the year they have every end of the year." I began.

"I had won the biggest crown and she was livid. She threw a huge tantrum backstage and ended up making out with my boyfriend of two years and had the audacity to break my crown." I explained, clenching my fist as I reminisced.

"Damn, she's crazy." Jack breathed with his eyebrows raised and wide eyes, caressing my leg in comfort.

"That's not the first time she's done something crazy. She broke a girls leg because she was afraid she was gonna lose to her. Funny thing is, she still lost because the girl continued on."

"With a broken leg?" He asked.

I nodded, "The pageant world isn't all nice and peachy as you'd expect. You'd think all the girls would be together, y'know like girl power." I held up a fist, "But that's not it at all."

"They're so competitive and ignorant it's ridiculous. I'm so happy I'm done with it because the jealousy was so real." I threw the pit of my arm over my forehead.

Jack exhaled loudly, "Well as beautiful as you are, I'd expect it." He smiled softly, focusing on the imaginary drawing he was doing on my leg.

I felt my cheeks burn faintly, "You're too sweet."

Jack looked over at me, "Don't stress over this girl, I'm sure she'll go away soon."

I let out an exasperated sigh, "I sure hope so."