Bad Intentions

CHAPTER FOUR

  D A H L I A

After getting dressed for school the next day, I go downstairs to get some breakfast. I’m dressed in some jean overalls which are way too baggy for me. For some weird reason, I like baggy clothing. I smell some bacon and eggs and my stomach rumbles. I frown, I wanted to tell my system that it wasn’t my fault that no vengeful ideas were coming and that’s why I couldn’t eat last night.

Yes, I stayed up last night, but I could not come up with anything purely evil, and it was so unlike me. I’ll never let Kiara know about it though, because she wouldn’t be happy.

“Morning, mom. Smells good.” I say and she smiles, turning to face me.

She looks stressed. She’s looking older every single day. She struggles every day to put food on the table. It’s bad enough that my dad is rich enough to buy the whole world, but he’s going around with other women and he doesn't care about his wife and daughter. He never sends money. At one point he used to, but now, he doesn’t. He's a bad man, and I hate him.

“Sweetie?” Mom calls me. I snap out of my thoughts and my eyes meet her worried face, “Are you okay? I was talking but you seemed so lost. Is something on your mind?”

“No, what were you saying?” I assure her, but the expression on her face tells me she doesn’t believe me. However she doesn’t push it further.

“Do you want sausages with your breakfast?” She asks and I nod swiftly, looking bright eyed. She laughs, knowing I’d never turn down sausages.

• • • • • •

At school, I see Richard and Carla by their lockers, talking. If I didn’t hate both their guts, I would say that they looked cute together. I spot Nate by his own locker reading his big and thick physics textbook and I wave, hoping I’d get his attention. Sure enough, I do, but he sees and turns his head away.

Then I remembered. He texted me a lot of times last night and this morning but I couldn’t answer him because of the revenge thing. I think it’s practically taking away some of my free time. I walk over to him and all I can feel in my heart is guilt. I know he’s trying his best to make his friends and I feel bad for not being a good friend to him.

“Hey there, Nate. It kind of sounds like mate if you think about though.” I rant and laugh awkwardly at my bad attempt of starting a conversation. It even makes me cringe.

He doesn’t even look up and I gulp. “Nate I’m really sorry I didn’t answer your texts last night, it’s just that I was very busy doing something. I honestly would never stand you up, because you’re my friend and I don’t treat my friends that way.”

He looks up, adjusts his glasses and then faces me. I notice his facial features a lot now, and he’s really a catch. If he was the captain of the football team, he’d have won so many girls by now.

“Yeah, Kiara told me why you probably weren’t answering. Revenge? Really? That’s what’s going to rule your life? I’m very unhappy about that but it’s none of my business really. I was just a charity case anyway."

“Why would you say that? I consider you my friend-“he cuts me of, saying, ”Yeah, only because I have no other friends. You realized how weird I am and figured that nobody would ever talk to a dork like me, didn’t you?”

“You are not a charity case to me, and I’m really sorry. You don’t need to forgive me right away though, take your time.” I say and walk away slowly.

• • • • • • •

I didn’t concentrate in the rest of my classes, all I could think about was Nathan and what he said. The scheme isn’t taking over my life, just some aspects. At least I hoped so. The bell rang and everyone in the class sighed in relief. Finally, it was lunchtime.

I didn’t see Kiara at our usual table and I was wondering where she was. I also didn’t see her in the morning. So where is she?

I start to eat my lunch, planning on searching for her during my free period immediately after lunch. As I eat my sandwich, I hear a loud bang on my table and I look up to see that it was a tray that was dropped on the table rather angrily. And who dropped it? No one other than Carla.

I don’t know why she’s angry but whatever it is, I want to know.

“I can’t believe your stupid best friend! I saw her kissing Richard! For crying out loud, tell her to have some decency! He dumped her in the most horrible way and she’s still running back into his arms.” She huffs, then sits down angrily.

I giggle, because there was no way that I would believe her. Until they both enter the cafeteria. I see Richard and Kiara, walking in together, with their arms around each other.

• • • • • •

dun dun dun. what's happening?

I feel like no one is reading anymore *cries*

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