Total Drama Reloaded {Completed}

Bonus Chapter: Once a Burromuerto, always a Burromuerto (Part 2)

Wide Awake----Katy Perry

Heather's POV

As much as I wanted to run away, run from all of this, I just stood there, very stunned.

Who would have thought that one Burromuerto would warn me from another Burromuerto yet they have the same manipulative blood that runs through their veins?

Jose was right all along.

God, I am such a fool!

I leaned on the door, pushing it open further quietly and watched. I had no expression, I had no reaction towards this. I have been hurt so many times that this has no effect on me whatsoever.

Sure I am mad, heck, I am furious but I have no feelings to feel anymore.

Hilda and Alejandro continued to snog their faces off and Alejandro slipped a hand under Hilda shirt, his hand crawling up her skin. Hilda moaned at the touch and began unbutton his shirt.

Still no emotion towards this.

"Will all the contestants report back to auditorium for their performances and all judges meet at the auditorium as well?" Chris' voice came through the speakers.

Hilda and Alejandro groaned and began to climb back onto their feet, not aware of my presence.

"Yeah love birds, you about done here?" I asked bitterly, making their heads jerk to my direction.

"Heather?!" Hilda exclaimed.

"How long have you been standing there?" Alejandro asked, his face flushing red.

"Long enough," I replied, avoiding eye contact.

I turned around to go back to the auditorium. I had just busted my sister and my arch nemesis sucking their faces off, yet I still felt nothing.

Actually, I did feel something. I felt hatred and bitterness towards the two and not the usual hatred and bitterness--it's gone to a whole new level that I never knew existed.

Alejandro's POV

After Heather spun around and went out of the room, Hilda and I looked at each other, with our eyebrows raised.

We expected rage, fury, tantrums- I mean, Heather was supposed to be mad.

But Heather didn't show any of that. She just acted like nothing happened.
Like everything was just fine.

I buttoned up my shirt quickly and made my way to Heather when a hand grabbed my wrist.

"Just leave her for a while. There's no point of her chasing after you," Hilda said from behind me.

I sighed in defeat. She was right. Heather wouldn't listen to me, not in this state anyways.

Hilda and I walked together to the auditorium but I went to stand with the other contestants as she went to the judges table.

I zoned out of the discussions held by the fellow contestants and my eyes narrowed at Heather, a confused expression written all over my face.

Why isn't she mad?

I looked at her and tried to examine her. She folded her arms, sticking her chest out, a bored expression on her face and her eyebrows raised.

She looked normal, why wasn't she angry?

"First up, Alejandro and Heather," Chris announced.

Heather walked swiftly to where the judges were seated and stood by, waiting for me.