~Diyah's pov~
Numb.
That's how i feel right now.
Back to the reality... Niaya Bithens
No college... No friends... No love...
Back to the old self, Miss Niaya Bithens, daughter of late Simon Bithens.
Here i was... Numb.
I wore a black blouse and tight black jeans accompanied with a pair of black heels. My hair was let open and i just wore some red lipstick. My typical professional wear.
I laid my head on the window watching the view outside which was a blur to me.
All i could think about is the last 8 months. My life changed completely.
I never thought i'd ever get to go to college, making such amazing friends, experiencing true love and then return to my reality.
I hate Niaya Bithens. Yes i hate me... I loved my life as Diyah Jane, a simple girl of nowhere and a simple life.
I let out a sigh and turned around, still leaning on the window pane. I then see a roll of paper with a red ribbon. My graduation certificate.
I walked to it, opened it and unwillingly a tear fell out which i quickly wiped. I don't want anyone to know i am weak. So i have to hide my actions from the CCTV cameras.
Senior Year of Briton College honors Miss Diyah Jane as passed.
I sat down on my seat. The seat i hold... The seat that holds the most power of the company. My company. My dad's company... BITHENS CO.
I bit my lip to hold my tears. Injustice to me... Why?
"Everything is because of Fred! If he didn't shoot my dad, none of this would be happening!" i spoke to myself.
I slammed my hand on the table out of anger. Why am i regretting Fred about to die? He totally worth it!
No... You love him.
Yes... He is the cause of your breakdown.
I held my head in frustration and shook it.
Fred. Fred. Fred.
Why did he even had to exist in my life? One part is the love i have for him... Another is the hate i have for him... Great nah?
Wait... Fred???
It has been 3 days since he and Louis came here. I talked with John about them.
"An easy death is not so cool" those were the words he said to me.
Since then, Louis and Fred are tortured in a cell.
Fred is not being well fed. He is being beaten, tortured. His eyes sometimes become wet like he's gonna cry but something holds him back like there is a hope within him.
Louis on the other hand, is being injected with sleeping potions each time he gets up. Why? It is just a way to torture Fred and that his best friend and more like brother is suffering.
I don't know what happened to the resf of the gang. I surely know Liam hates me the most. I really shot his uncle in the heart. Duh... M a professional shooter. I don't think he has a chance to live. But at that time i was obsessed with anger.
Eleanor... I know i shot her... But it was on the side of her waist... Nothing will happen to her, well... I just hope so.
No news about Jenny, my once bestie. Neither about Niall. They must hate me as well.
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