Trouble In Paradise

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Chapter​ ​Sixteen
~Teegan's​ ​POV~

Walking​ ​down​ ​the​ ​halls​ ​on​ ​this​ ​dreadful​ ​Monday,​ ​I​ ​would​ ​say,​ ​has​ ​been​ ​even worse​ ​than​ ​when​ ​Nikki​ ​died.​ ​The​ ​whispering​ ​and​ ​pitiful​ ​stares​ ​were​ ​starting to​ ​piss​ ​me​ ​off.​ ​These​ ​past​ ​few​ ​months​ ​have​ ​been​ ​nothing​ ​short​ ​of​ ​sickening. William​ ​Gate​ ​sure​ ​does​ ​know​ ​how​ ​to​ ​put​ ​a​ ​girl​ ​into​ ​spiraling​ ​depression. Whispering.​ ​Everywhere.

"They​ ​were​ ​probably​ ​involved​ ​with​ ​the​ ​Mafia."

"I​ ​heard​ ​the​ ​father​ ​was​ ​a​ ​drug​ ​lord."

"The​ ​mother​ ​was​ ​cheating,​ ​so​ ​the​ ​husband​ ​killed​ ​them​ ​all."

"I​ ​heard​ ​the​ ​little​ ​brother​ ​killed​ ​them."​ ​I​ ​hear​ ​someone​ ​try​ ​to​ ​discreetly​ ​say. That's​ ​it.

I​ ​turn​ ​around​ ​and​ ​grab​ ​the​ ​pathetic​ ​excuse​ ​for​ ​a​ ​lady​ ​by​ ​the​ ​collar​ ​of​ ​her shirt​ ​and​ ​hurl​ ​her​ ​to​ ​me,​ ​"What​ ​the​ ​hell​ ​did​ ​you​ ​just​ ​say?"​ ​I​ ​hissed.​ ​She smirked,​ ​​actually​ ​smirked!​ ​​"Your​ ​psycho​ ​little​ ​brother​ ​killed​ ​all​ ​of​ ​your​ ​family. And​ ​-​ ​you're​ ​next."

I​ ​drew​ ​my​ ​right​ ​arm​ ​back​ ​and​ ​punched​ ​her​ ​in​ ​the​ ​face,​ ​"Don't​ ​you​ ​ever,"​ ​I threw​ ​her​ ​on​ ​the​ ​ground,​ ​and​ ​sat​ ​on​ ​top​ ​of​ ​her,​ ​"say​ ​that​ ​again!"​ ​I​ ​went crazy,​ ​continuously​ ​punching​ ​her​ ​in​ ​the​ ​face.​ ​"Ah!​ ​Get​ ​the​ ​b*tch​ ​off​ ​me!" She​ ​screamed.​ ​I​ ​stood​ ​up,​ ​dragging​ ​her​ ​pathetic​ ​self​ ​up​ ​with​ ​me,​ ​and slammed​ ​her​ ​body​ ​against​ ​the​ ​lockers,​ ​"You​ ​keep​ ​my​ ​family​ ​out​ ​of​ ​your mouth,​ ​got​ ​it?"​ ​I​ ​dangerously​ ​snapped.​ ​She​ ​nodded,​ ​tears​ ​in​ ​her​ ​eyes.​ ​​Good.

"MISS​ ​QUINN!​ ​MY​ ​OFFICE!​ ​NOW!"

I​ ​turned​ ​around​ ​to​ ​see​ ​the​ ​principal​ ​fuming,​ ​"Mr.​ ​Robert,"​ ​I​ ​gave​ ​a​ ​mocking curtsy.​ ​"MY​ ​OFFICE.​ ​RIGHT.​ ​NOW."​ ​He​ ​seethed.​ ​I​ ​sadly​ ​shook​ ​my​ ​head,​ ​"Uh.. How​ ​about​ ​no?"​ ​I​ ​tsked.

He​ ​balled​ ​his​ ​fists​ ​up,​ ​face​ ​beat​ ​red,​ ​"Right.​ ​Now.​ ​Or​ ​I​ ​will​ ​call​ ​the-" "Ooh,​ ​take​ ​that​ ​call​ ​and​ ​shove​ ​it​ ​up​ ​your​ ​arse."​ ​I​ ​dismissed,​ ​still​ ​beyond angry,​ ​and​ ​turned​ ​around​ ​to​ ​leave.​ ​"MISS​ ​QUINN!​ ​I'M​ ​CALLING​ ​YOUR PARENTS!"​ ​He​ ​threatened,​ ​causing​ ​gasps​ ​from​ ​the​ ​peers​ ​and​ ​me​ ​to​ ​stop dead​ ​in​ ​my​ ​tracks.

"They're​ ​dead."​ ​I​ ​harshly​ ​informed,​ ​slightly​ ​looking​ ​over​ ​my​ ​shoulder​ ​before running​ ​outside​ ​and​ ​to​ ​my​ ​car,​ ​a​ ​tear​ ​stained​ ​Vi​ ​by​ ​my​ ​side.

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