Chapter 29

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It has been 2 weeks, and no sign from my mom. She hasn't tried anything, but she also hasn't been caught. Clayton and I are spending a lot more time together. Violet has finally given up after I confronted her about helping my mom.

Flashback

Violet walked over to me as I was washing my hands in the sink of the girls bathroom. Her face contorted into a usual glare and her body stance went into a sassy style. Honestly, I was getting threats from her everyday because I was with Clayton. And I was sick of it. But yet I thought that ignoring her would make the problem better. It didn't. I just keep letting her flap her gums. She talks too much and needs a muzzle or something to shut her up. I wasn't in the mood to humor her motives and frowned at her.

"Hello Mon-" I cut her off even before she could talk.

"You talk too much." I said bluntly, wanting her to leave me alone. "Do I need to get you a muzzle just so you can stop talking for once. Or do you think you can do it by yourself. Cause every time you open your mouth your just proving my point on how stupid you are being."

Before she could even fight against what I just said, I walked out. Collecting my bag and walking out, not caring about what she was going to do. It was lunch time and I was going to enjoy my lunch without having her stupidity get in the way.

Did my little speech in the bathroom stop her? No. What did she do next you might ask. Well, she came up to me while I was trying to eat my food. And just to get my attention, she hit my sandwich out of my hands. She really shouldn't have done that.

It's like Silvia read my mind because she said, "Oh no, no one hits Monica's food out of her hands and gets away with her."

The anger inside me bubbled up until I had had enough. She needs to be half way across the school for me not to kill her right now. My face changed from happiness to pure rage. Walking up to me in the bathroom and trying to tell me something is fine. I will just ignore them and live my life, like some people need to do. But you come over and touch my food on purpose? You have hell to pay. Turning around in my seat, I saw a sly little smirk on her stupid looking face. She was going to regret everything she said to me. But first, I had some words to say to her.

Clayton and the rest of my friends backed away from the table and watched. So did everyone in the cafeteria, but who was I to give a fuck? Because right now my poor food was on the floor. Not being sheltered by my stomach and giving me the satisfaction it is supposed to give me.

"You've got some nerve to do that Violet."  I said, clenching my teeth and fists together. "First, you say I am trying to steal your boyfriend, but all I was doing was trying to be friendly to a guy. Is that wrong? No, it's not against the law or anything. It's your own pea sized brain making up the fact that I was trying to be-friend someone not steal him away from you. It happened, and I can't help my feelings. They just happen to be their. And it's not like you liked him anyway. You just wanted attention. Second, you can't just come over to me and insult me and try and be mean to me when I have done nothing wrong. And I help those kids because you break them down. Which you shouldn't do because it's called bullying. What if they were to kill themselves, huh?! Would you even care?! Would you even feel guilty and blame yourself for it like a real person should do?! Or would you just happy that they stopped living? That they did it because you said so?!

Just because you think your better then everyone, doesn't mean you have to make it a reality. These people are not your slaves! And if you think they are, then add racist to that list I just made. Because not only are their kids from different places that we're born here, but they we're also coming here to get away from something. Not just so you could bully then for the rest of high school. Think about it. Your not the queen of everything. You know what, you probably can't even process anything I am saying because of your huge ego and lack in self confidence." I said, breathing hard.

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