Who would have thought that the once young quiet girl has anger inside of her? From school to school, she keeps everything hidden. When she meets people that can change her, she becomes less certain about herself. Will she gain trust again? Or will...
It felt like I got hit in the head. I didn't want to open my eyes because maybe I was dead and I could be in the bad side of the clouds.
I started to move for a little bit, but I was handcuffed on my hands and my legs. I didn't even try to move.
"Huh, are you awake?"
That voice. I know that voice.
The lights went on and finally, I'd opened my eyes.
"Jasmine, Jasmine. You didn't expect that it was me." The person's footsteps started to walk closer and closer until I saw their figure from bottom to top.
It was Kayla. The bitch that bullied me in the K-8th charter school.
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"What a surprise, huh?" She said. "You didn't know that I was the mastermind of all of this?"
"I didn't know that you could be that smart to do all of that," I retorted.
"Shut up, pizza face!"
"As you know, I don't have acne anymore," I said. "And that doesn't faze me."
"But it did hurt you."
"Kayla, why would you want revenge?" I asked. "I'd been nothing but nice to you back then."
"Did you?" She questioned. "You humiliated me in front of Trey Castro and the entire school because of you standing up to me."
"Oh, so this is because of Trey. That's why you want to kill me? Because of a boy?"
"You just don't know, don't you Vega?" She questioned again. "You punched me in the face and I know that I would get revenge from you because of that. I got expelled because of you ratting out to the principal."
So that's why I didn't see her anymore. I thought she got really scared and left.
"I wanted to fight you, but my parents had to leave out of this city to Canada," she continued. "But I knew the time had to come. I found you on social media a couple of years ago. Then, it all came into place."
"You were the one that was stalking me."
"Your half brother Nate wasn't on it, he just came at the wrong time to say that he was watching you. So I wanted you to assume that was him being creepy to you so you won't suspect anything."
"What about Luke?" I asked. "What does he have to do with anything?"
"Luke is in the FBI most wanted list, but I took him out of the list if he can have some way to find you around the city, and lucky enough, you was with that guy Will. Him and Will had issues in the past, so it was perfect to hire him. And you should know something else."
"What, that you're a crazy stupid asshole?" I retorted.
"I'm not the one tied up to a chair with handcuffs, bitch."
"If you call me--"
"You can't do shit, anyway. But, I have a sister."
"Congrats, do you want a cookie?" I asked in a rude tone.
"Do you want to know who she is?"
"Kayla, why would I believe anything you say?"
"Because she's on the screen." A light came up and I saw Sophie with a weird look.
"Sophie!" I yelled. They're sisters?! How can that be possible? Was Sophie in this entire process?
"I think you would like to see what's happening." The screen turned to just Trey and Sophie.
"She did that to me?" I saw Trey with a disappointed look.
"She kissed Will and Leon, her parole officer."
No. Sophie couldn't say that.
"Yeah, I know," Sophie continued. "She's a whore."
That bitch. I actually trusted her.
"Why would she do this to me?" Trey asked her. "I trusted her! I loved her!"
He loved me.
"Well, that's why you should back to Hope," Sophie suggested. "Jasmine was just a bitch that let you down too easy."
"No wonder why you two are sisters," I said. "You two are just alike."
The screen disappeared and Kayla started walking slowly on me.
"Sophie's my sister, she didn't tell you that?" She questioned me. "I thought you two were friends. But she just backstabbed you. Now, everyone hates you. It's not you hating them."
I can't believe Kayla. Why can't she just tell me? I'm going to die anyway so it doesn't matter.
"You probably want a backstory," Kayla said. "So it started after I left Canada. I met Luke through mutual friends and immediately, we were inseparable. I was the witness to see Thomas Blackburn die, but I wanted to kill Will because he was a weak link. Trey could've been one of us, but it's better because he ended Will's friendship."
"You were the one that caused that."
"Hell yeah," she said. "I hired Hope, his "girlfriend" as an actress to forget about Will because I knew Trey was going to go back to him. Sophie didn't know about it at all because I knew that she was going to say something to Trey."
"But how did they break up?"
"I made Hope break up with him because Will and Trey hated each other so much that they would kill each other. Then, I killed her."
"Kayla, why?!"
"The bitch was too much with Trey. He's mine."
"You're so crazy," I spat.
"But you're actually in trouble with the law."
"You made me in this situation!"
"I want to make your life a living hell," she started. "So that means one thing. Luke, turn on the lights." The lights flashed on with dynamite all around the basement.
"In a hour, the whole place is going to be blown up into pieces with you in it," Luke said. "The timer's there to see your death coming in."
"You can't do this!" I yelled.
"While you die, I can take your life," Kayla said. "Your music career, your college life, everything." Luke and Kayla walked away, leaving me in the dust.
