Callies pov Imogen was back. I missed her, as much as I didn’t like admitting. My heart told me to do everything I could to make it up to her, my head told me that imogen was a stuck up bitch who needed a lesson. As usual, I picked the worst option. When imogen turned up at school, I did everything I could to get to her, but nothing worked. She was too calm. She ignored all her old friends, they ignored her, they refused to speak. I was only being such a bitch to make her notice me, I wanted her to see I was hurting. But with her perfect blonde hair, she was a sight that didn’t fit in at this school. She was diffrent, she always had been but now it was worse. She had jumpnow, she had Bradie, she even had Shaun for gods sake. But what did I have? Nothing. It was jealousy, I think that made me do everything. Since that concert where I made the mistake of attacking my closest friend life had gone downhill. Mum had started drinking heavily and dad was never home. My 2 older brothers were always fighting or fucking girls in the rooms either side of mine. No wonder I wanted out. When jumpnow came to the school and imogen lost it, something went off inside my brain. This wasn’t worth hating her over, imogen had a famous (ok and hot) brother and a sweetass boyfriend, I should be trying to make it up to her so I can be part of what she has and leave this family.
Taylahs pov Revenge isn’t worth it in the long run, I had to friends left, they’d all gone. I had regrets, I’d seen some if the scars on ashleys arms despite her efforts to hide them, and I knew that some of them were my fault. I regretted everything, I wish things hadn’t gone so bad between us. But when Shaun tried to attack me on the beach I’d seen it in his eyes, that he really cared. I’d seen it in her eyes, despite her efforts to hide it that she was in love. She was happy. I missed her. But I was so jealous. All my life I’d always wanted a prince charming to come save me, it never happened. Guys hated me, I wasn’t exactly pretty and I knew it but rejection made me feel worse. But I’d spent so long dreaming of a guy saving me that when shaun swooped down and took Ashley away reality hit. Big time. That was when I realized that being a bitch to her was all I had, it kept me going. But deep down I just didn’t want to let her go, so I kept being a bitch to her. It was raining outside, I’d been lurking ashleys twitter to find out she’d been in a car crash, I felt guilty. She hadn’t said why, but it could have easily been because of me. This wouldn’t be the first time she’d tried committing suicide because of me. Which just made me feel worse
