Blood Money (1) | The Inheritance Games

VIII. mad woman

"No one likes a mad woman

You made her like that"

In the corridors at school I try to locate Maja as quickly as possible. When I find her she's talking to her twin by her locker.

"Thatcher, i need to talk to you." I yell as I approach them, a couple heads turning.

They look to each other trying to determine who I mean. "Maja." I clarify, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her inside a janitors closet and closing the door tight. 

"What the fuck do you want?" She barks, her eyes sporting bags from her hangover. "You can't tell anyone." I cut to the chase.

"Hawthorne-" she sighs.

"No. I don't want to hear it. If you tell a single person I'll cut your eyes out." I raise my voice.

"I'm not gonna tell anyone.. but I think you should." She says softly. She acts as if she isn't my arch nemesis, trying to seem all nice.

"What? Who do you think I should tell. My Mommy?" I mock. 

"Spencer he's an adult. It's illegal." She emphasises. 

"I don't care. He loves me." I tell her with a clenched jaw.

She looks at me with sympathy. "I don't need your pep talks or advice or sympathy. I just need your word." I sigh.

"Okay. I won't tell anyone." Maja nods.

"Good. This is the end of it." I bark, immediately leaving the janitors closet and marching down the corridor passing Noah without so much as a glance.

I head to calculus and dump my stuff, sulking into my seat.

When Maja and her friends walk in she spares a look at me with concern. Noah comes in soon after, with a bright smile when he looks at me. 

"How are you not hungover? You were the most drunk out of all of us." I ask him in a groan as he sits beside me. 

I'm a terrible drunk and unfortunately I also get terrible hangovers. When i'm hungover I always get really bad anxiety, headaches and worst of all I get serious hunger. Which isn't great when I already have a big enough waist line. As if this isn't bad enough i'm also on my period, so I have cramps and i'm bloating a lot.

"I dunno, I guess I just don't get hungover apparently." He shrugs unbothered.

I look at him angrily as I clutch my stomach. Avery comes inside the class sooner or later and her face is white, her hair is messy because she clearly hasn't had the energy to style it.

"I'm never drinking again." Avery growls. "I don't know how Jameson does it." She adds.

"Best cure for a hangover is more alcohol and considering Jamie just drinks all the time he probably doesn't even get hungover." I scoff.

Tristan comes inside late with a pair of sunglasses over his eyes, presumably hiding the bags beneath his eyes like everyone else except Noah.

"Alright class! Test in two weeks!" Mr Harrison tells us excitedly.

The whole class groans and yells. "But we just had a pop quiz." Tristan yells.

"But this has been ordered by the principal. It'll be worth 30% of your grade." He explains, earning yells and shouts from everyone.

At the end of the class my teacher asks me to wait back, that earns me a shocked stare from Maja who seems to think i'm also hooking up with Mr Harrison too.