Questions-
Do you regret the things you did? Some of them.
Do you still like the boy? No I'm in love with him.
Why did you call yourself a monster? because that's what I became.
Did you ever stop? Yes
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Last chapter I mentioned how I faked blackmailing myself. I couldn't just fake it no no no I had to act the part. I needed a juicy secret. So I exposed myself to my bff (Who wont be named). I told her I was in love with this boy and Jessica knew. I sent messages to myself and sent screenshots to make it even more real. Then I acted sad. Being the good friend she is she messaged Jessica aka me.
Don't get me wrong I love my bff to death. I didn't want to heart her. But I had to protect myself no matter who I had to break.
So I get a message after school. No its not a friendly 'oh hey how are you doing' message. it was 'stay the fuck away from my friends message.' And like I said Jessica and I were different meaning she was the cruelest person you'll meet. So we were arguing and I said one of her secrets and she got scared and blocked me. But that wasn't the end of it. She tried to destroy me...hurt me. But I got her first. Starting with her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend was a fuckboy in hiding. I noticed him in school looking at girls breast of touching their asses. Do I feel bad for hurting him? hell no that bastard had it coming as much as my bff did. You see I weren't the only one with a fucked up secret my bff did. All of my friends did and I found them all out . That's a story for another chapter.
It didn't take long before I got her bf to say I love you and send pics. So stupid. The fact he did that gave me power. it fueled my ego and boy was my ego big. I took pleasure in his crying. I took pleasure in his pleads. I took pleasure in the breakup. I sent her screenshots. She was pissed. She was sad. But most of all she scared. you'll think I would have been happy with the outcome but no. I didn't want her to be scared, I didn't want anyone to be scared. I wanted them to be fucking terrified. I wanted to have them look over there shoulder.
This story is much more deeper than I let on. All my friends broke me one by one bit by bit. It wasn't revenged it was a crush. Then I wanted three things. Boys, revenge , and to be feared. Jessica became reckless, a monster. And the more darker she got the more I started to become her.
That's what I feared.
