Hell Above (p.t.v)

⭐️Chapter 31.Holliana Zales

Chapter 31.Holliana Zales

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My heart died.

Vic...cheating on me?

No, I'm being crazy.

I need to know more.

"Shit!" Mike exclaimed.

"Who the fuck are you?" Julia narrowed her eyes and walked towards Holliana.

"Who the fuck are you?!" Holliana hissed.

"Bitch, I asked you first." Julia scowled.

"Well, I asked you second." Holliana sneered and placed a hand on her hip.

Julia rolled her eyes. "Julia Tennant."

"Well, I'm Holliana. Call me Holly. Holly Zales." Holly replied and eyed Vic. "I'm pretty sure Vic knows who I am." She blew a kiss at Vic.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT. WHAT THE FUCK DOES THIS BITCH THIS SHE'S DOING?

"What the fuck are you doing here, Holly?!" Vic stood up and yelled in complete anger.

She grabbed a chair and pulled it besides Vic and wrapped her arm around him. "Well obvi, I'm here attending Mission Bay High like duh, Vicky-poo." She kissed his cheek.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" I clenched my teeth and dug my nails into my palms.

"Oh, I'm Holly, Vic's girlfriend, you are?" She had a fake bitchy friendly tone and held her hand out. I narrowed my eyes and she raised her eyebrows. "Oh alright."

"Baby, I missed you so much." Just then, she grabbed Vic's face and clashed her lips onto his.

I knew it.I fucking knew it.

Of course, he was obviously cheating on me.

Was I not good enough, to have Vic grab someone else?

Before I were to have an emotional breakdown, as tears pricked out my eyes I grabbed my stuff and dashed out the lunchroom. I could feel the tears start trailing down my cheeks, but I didn't care. Slamming the door to the bathroom open, I locked myself in one of the stalls and let the tears pour out completely.

I knew it.

I was worthless to Vic. He probably hated me and I was just a pawn in his game of chess.

I was used.

Vic's P.O.V

Holly Zales.

Cute, funny and smart.

Or so I thought.

Holliana Zales is one of the most wicked creatures you'll ever meet. She's one of the reasons I moved to San Diego. I thought she was the one. I thought she was my other half. But I guessed wrong. She was this shy yet sweet girl who I fell in love with in Los Angeles. Then, she suddenly changed into this monster. We tried to keep our relationship smooth, being the two outcasts in school. Holly was suicidal.

Or so I thought.

She lied. She fashionized all these mental illnesses and self-harm, but for what?

For Attention.

But I, I was an idiot. I took her back even after knowing she was a fake. She began to treat me like her property. Becoming more and more popular everyday...more of a whore. I felt alone once again. She never loved me. Just used me, for what, god knows. We began fighting over pointless things that didn't even matter.