Only You.

CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

"Juri, you need to understand that this type of behaviour is unexeptable in our school, you have already received a suspension. Getting another one will not do well in your records." The school counseller said.

Juri was beyond angry, she was seething.

Hot molten rage coarsed through her veins as she sat tensely in front of the woman.

The conversation Juri had with Dahlia two nights ago was the reason she was here.

Juri had said some things because the girl would not leave her alone, Dahlia took screenshots of the conversation and came with puffy eyes to the counseller.

Half the things that Dahlia showed wasn't even what Juri had said but Juri couldn't show her the real conversation because she had blocked her and deleted her number off her phone.

Dahlia had switched the whole thing around and made it seem like Juri was the main one at fault.

She knew what she was doing when she provoked Juri in the messages and she had won.

"I want you to apologise to Dahlia please." She said leaning back in her chair.

"I'm sorry for hurting your feelings." Juri said as she looked at Dahlia.

Did she mean it? Absolutely not.

Was she clenching her hands harder than ever before? Yes.

Dahlia in turn sniffled lightly with a shake of her head.

"No, I'm sorry for bothering you." She said softly as she dabbed a tissue against her blood shot eyes.

The counseller placed a hand on her leg giving her a reassuring smile.

"You both may leave." She finally said.

Standing up, she slung her bag onto her shoulder. She left the office without another word, the blank look she held through out her talk with them slowly slipped.

"Uhm, Juri!"

She turned around plastering a wondrous look on her face.

"I, still hope we can be friends." Dahlia said softly.

'After making up shit I never said? Annoying the life out of me and getting me in trouble for half the crap I never did?' Juri thought.

She simply stared at Dahlia.

Turning away from her and heading towards the main entrance to leave the school as it ended.

Arriving home she slammed the door shut in anger.

Letting out a huff in annoyance she dragged herself towards her room.

Flopping onto her bed with an audible groan, Dami appeared into her room he stealthily leaped onto her back making her let out a sharp gasp.

"Oh, you sneaky bitch." She chuckled out as she flipped over onto her back, holding the lion in her arms.

Letting out a breath, Dami hopped off her lap as she stood up and went to her wardrobe.

She put on a black full bodysuit and a red cropped hoodie.

Putting on her slides she went into the kitchen to warm up some yam with stew.

As she waited for the microwave to signal that the food was finished she brought out her painting supplies.

Sitting back onto her stool she dipped her clean brush into a paint and began to lightly dab onto the canvas.

'I'll be able to finish this a month before the dead line if I keep this up.'

She thought as she hummed to herself, she paused momentarily as she realised that Dick hadn't come in today.