A Project with the Bad Boy

eight :: i must be strong

Chapter Eight

I woke up to the noise of the birds and the beaming sunlight that passes through the window.

Where am I?

I soothed the familiar smell of the sheets that I am lying down to.

So I was home.

Colton must've been the one that brought me home.

I got up my bed and as I was, I saw my reflection at the mirror. And apparently, my whole face is a mess. My hair is all tangled up and dry, my eyes are swollen and tired. And oh, those bags. They're marvelously big and saggy. Gosh, and there goes a pimple on my chin. And lastly, that sad look on my face that wouldn't go away for a lot of days or maybe even months. I look like complete shit right now.

And remembering the thought that Cass would be the one who will give me one of those best friend makeovers when I look like actual shit makes me even more depressed than ever.

It makes me believe that Cass is still alive. Still being herself.

But no. She isn't. And there's no one to blame.

God, Cassandra. I miss you and I will miss you. A lot. More than you could ever imagine.

Come to think of it, our last bonding moment were only from the night of her parents' anniversary which was a week ago. And now she's gone.

I'm sorry but I just can't accept the fact that Cassandra isn't here anymore.

She's gone.

I heard someone knock from my door, "Miss Acacia."

"Come in," I replied weakly.

"I brought you breakfast," Rose, one of our housemaids, said.

"Thank you," I half smiled.

"I'm so sorry to hear, Miss Acacia," she said.

"I don't want to talk about it yet, I'm sorry, Rose," I said. "Wait. How do you know?"

"Mister Harry brought you home last night. Madame Carissa checked your room last night and you weren't there so she panicked and asked Mr. Harry to find you," she explained.

Huh, so Nanna caught me. That old woman, "How did they find me?"

"Don't tell them I told you, Miss, but they have a tracking device to find out where you are."

Oh. I didn't know that.

Well, I'm pretty sure this news will get to my parents.

Ugh.

"Oh, I see."

"I will go now," she smiled at me.

I gave her a simple nod and she left.

I wonder where Colton is. I still haven't thanked him for what he's done for me last night. Should I text him? Right.

Thanks for last night.

In not less than a minute, I got a reply.

Colton Brooks

Ok.

'Ok', that's all? Fine whatever. At least, I thanked him. He's really cold at almost all times, you know. But I could care less. And I guess I could understand what he's feeling this time. A cousin and a best friend died? Who the hell would've thought that an incident like that would happen.

What time is it? God, I am so random.

It's only 6 AM? Huh. So I still have to go to school.

I must get ready. Fake people, coming through.

***

"Everybody, I need your attention," a voice from the school speaker bursted when I exactly got out from my car. Must be the voice of the principal.

"Last night became a very tragic situation."

And blah, blah, blah. I didn't want to hear nor talk about that incident anymore so I kept my ears muted as if I wasn't supposed to hear anything.

Walking on the hallways of the campus, everybody's face were in shock and sadness. Obviously you can count the ones who show their true feelings. People are just faking the sadness for the sake of getting in to our group and being popular.

And there's this moment went everyone approached and formed a circle around me saying how they're agonized, depressed, shocked, and sorry for both Cassandra and Lyndon.

I can't take this anymore. They're already too much to handle.

I clenched my fists tight and bowed my head down, "I don't fucking need all your opinions. Leave me alone and get yourselves a fucking life!" Tears wildly ran down from my eyes as I shouted and my voice was heard all over the hallways. I couldn't handle any of this anymore. I am weak, and I honestly know that I am.

Everybody was silenced about what I said.

And here I am, standing still, breathing hard, and suddenly fell down on my knees, sobbing and mourning.

I felt the presence of Angel and Savannah coming close to me and I also hear Savannah cussing at the students around me.

I felt a grip on my shoulders as if hands were helping me stand up.

See? I told you they were Savannah and Angel.

"Come on, Caca, it's time to go to our first class," Angel softly said.

I must be strong.

***

It's lunch time and school have been holding this sad aura everywhere since earlier and I bet this would go on for a few weeks. It's one of those days when you feel like your school is as boring as the plain walls of a hospital plus the melancholic atmosphere. Everyone literally looked like zombies and I am not an exception. The setting is like the one from the movie Warm Bodies minus the humor touch in it.

Not until Savannah came running to me and yelling. What the heck is her problem? She looks like a lunatic who'd kill me when she gets here and came out of nowhere.

"Hacaciah!" She said huffing.

I'm sad, but seriously? Hacaciah? Savannah needs to get to a mental hospital.

"What?" I spat.

"Wait let me breathe first," she said, holding the part where her heart is. "I have collected some sources."

"What do you mean sources?" I curiously asked.

Help me, she's crazy.

"Sources from Cassandra's death," she said now in a flat tone.

See? She's actually crazy now.

"Tell me about it," I said, feeling bored.

"I'm serious," and now she's looking right through my eyes.

Oh, kay..

I stared right back at her, "fine then. Explain,"

"Her death and Lyndon's death are set up, somebody originally planned to kill them."

I stared at her, my eyes opened widely.

"Where did you get this?"

"I came with Colton and his friends meaning I also came with Steve, my love, and Daniel," she explained

"Savannah I get that but you didn't have to state the obvious that Steve is your boyfriend because I already know," that's what I said.

And then this familiar voice came chiming in, "did I miss anything?"

You're always late, Angel.

***
In three,

Two,

One,

Author's block.

So I'll leave y'all cliffhangin' first. *evil laughs* suck it y'all i have school jk ily all lmao.

Have a ((nice)) day.

Cessy