Twisted

Chapter 2

The loud sounds of laughter and gossip filled the class. I got a couple of dirty looks and awkward smirks but I was used to it.

I had to come to grips with what I saw. Could it really be him? Or was I just being being paranoid? It could have been anyone, right? Lots of people look a like.

That scar Mia.

It was too unique and gross to be mistaken. I felt my lungs heave, my breaths shortened and quickened and I suddenly felt light headed.

The door shut with a start which made everyone shut up.
Our history class wasn't composed of many students we were about 15 or 16 but we were diverse with the nerds and the jocks and the popular cheerleaders who wore skirts that were honestly too short for anyone.

Mr. Barns stood up and straightened himself. "Alright class, today I'm going the new topic of Egyptian mythology and how it played a big part in developing modern history." he said enthusiastically. The nerds were already taking notes but there were a lot of "aahs" and "ooohs" coming from the the majority.

"Mr. Barns can I be excused please? " I muttered as I couldn't take the anxiety anymore.

" Suit yourself but you're missing out, everyone else turn your books to page 73." he said absently not even looking in my direction.

I exited the class leaving groans and the sound of flipping pages behind.
The hallway was empty and the gray and silver lockers went harmoniously well the cream tiles. I headed for the nearest girl's bathroom. I bend down to investigate the stalls to make sure they're empty. It's clear. I lean against the sink and shake my head rapidly. How did my life get so messed up?

Ever since she came in your life and that night.

Flashback :

"Come on Mia, lighten up its just a party! " Emma slurred as she tossed her perfectly straight blond and swayed her hips to the music. Her short, gold cocktail dress made her look lean yet sexy.

This was two months after my parents's car accident and I was still coping and Emma had decided that a party was the best way. She's not the wisest person I know but she's one of my closest friends so I went along with it anyway.

Before I could answer my waist was engulfed by strong muscular hands that spun me around forcing me to look at those gorgeous eyes and that luminous red hair.

Rick.

"You look so out of place! " he laughed trying to be heard over the loud techno music that was being.

" We're at a grown up party and we're using fake IDs. We could get arrested! Plus I don't like this dress, it's so tight " I said fidling with the fabric of the blue cocktail dress.

" I think you look hot if you ask me" he smirked as he eyed me up and down.

"Are you flirting with me? "

" Is it working? "

We stood there staring at each other for a couple of moments until we burst out laughing.

" Come on, it getting late, let's get out of here Miamor." he said tiredly.

I'll be honest, the nickname made me blush. A lot.

"Alright, let me find Emma." I said as a tried to maneuver through the drunken teens.

"I saw her go through the back with some guy. " said Rick with a disapproving look.

She was always the typical party girl but dangerously reckless when drunk.

The cool air attacked my body making me feel releaved and comfortable. Rick was already looking for her, a worried look on his face.

" Where could she have gone? " I asked, starting to get worried myself.

Just then we heard a horrible scream and two gun shots fire simultaneously. Rick covered me and got down on the ground quickly as the party people inside started to panic.

Two guys that wore black pants with black hoddies ran out of a nearby barn to an SUV parked nearby, one of the guys turned to reveal a nasty scar that traveled through his faced. He swiftly turned and drove off.

My body felt numb and my mind felt drained. But that's when I remembered...

Emma.

Rick was already headed for the barn with me fast behind. He tore the door opened and the sight before us was diabolic.

Emma laid flat out on the ground with blood coming out of her chest and stomach. Tears soaked my cheeks as I helplessly slumped down on the ground next to her, bearing my legs in her blood.

"Emma wake up please! Wake up! Emma! " I growled with all my might my she just laid there.... Lifeless.

Rick leaned down emotionless and checked her pulse.

Nothing.

He bowed his head so that his hair blocked his face. He was shattered.

Just then we heard sirens and before we could say anything the police barged in an put as in handcuffs. Rick protested and fought back but I was too emotionally numb.

Two things were clear to me.

1) I was getting arrested.
2) Victor was going freak out.
3) Emma Prize was dead.

Just then the door of the bathroom opened knocking me straight out of my memories.

Heather walked in. Her supper high heels screeching the white tiles purposely. Her purple crop top hung low below her beasts and her jeans were so tight you'd think her caramel completion would go pale with no blood, she had her black hair in a high pony tail.

"Well well well, look what the cat dragged in. I really don't think someone as ugly as you should be allowed to share a bathroom with outstanding like myself " she laughed as she walked towards me.

" Are you sure the high altitude isn't clouding your better judgment? " I spat back as I left the bathroom leaving a pissed Heather.

I don't have time for her or this. I'm trying to stay alive.

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thank you so much for the people who have liked and read the first chapter. I really appreciate it.

I won't be putting up pictures of the characters because the beauty of reading is being able to picture the characters as you would like.

I tried to make this chapter longer so you could clearly understand Mia's past and background.

Keep reading because it's about to get extremely lit.

Love y'all and stay blessed 😘

PS... Forgive me for the errors... I try guys.