9 YEARS BEFORE ...
With a heavy heart, she continue to walk.
"Please , sana mali ako, sana di iyon totoo"
"Room 207"
Bago pa siya kumatok may naririnig na siyang mga daing at ungol.
"God baby you're so good..," he groan.
Nanlamig ang buong katawan niya. It's not him. It's not my man.
She managed to open the door at sinundan ang pinanggagalingan ng tunog.
Parang tinakasan siya ng lakas ng makita kung sino ang kanaig ng kapatid niya.
Napatingin ito sa kanya. He didn't even shock. Parang ineexpect siya nito.
"Why me? ," napapaos niyang tanong. She promised to herself na hindi siya iiyak kung tama man ang sabi ng mga kaibigan niya.
But her goddamn eyes betrayed her. Nag uunahang tumulo ang mga luha niya.
"Sinunod ko lang ang gusto ng prinsesa ko, Tracey walang personalan," he smirk and snake his hand sa bewang ng malandi niyang kapatid.
She chuckles. This wicked man tricked her. Of all people bakit di niya naisip na pare pareho lang ang mga tao sa paligid niya. Her father, her mother especially this man standing in front of her.
Ang sakit na nararamdaman niya natatabunan ng galit, pagkadisgusto.
"You know what, mabuti na lang di ako kasing kitid ng utak ng makati kong kapatid na pumapatol sa tulad mo," strange emotion crossed his eyes.
"Maybe may katangahan din akong nagawa. I trusted you to the depths of hell. And I will regret it in my whole life,"
Inisa isa niya ang pagitan nilang tatlo at ginawaran niya ng mag asawang sampal ang kapatid.
"You're true colors are showing Agatha, but we all know I'm worse than that. My soul's shade is lighter than grey,darker than black," ani niya sa kapatid.
"And for the lover boy," she slammed her lips against her.
"I should've known better, tandaan mo lintek lang ang walang ganti," she hurriedly left that room.
Magsisinungaling lang siya kung di niya aaminin sa sarili na hindi lang tiwala ang nakuha ng binata kundi pati ang puso niya.
But my ungrateful mother wouldn't named me tiara to be a loser. Humanda kayo sakin. The pain they caused me. Ibabalik ko ng higit pa sa inakala nila. By hook or by crook. I'll start ruining everything they have. And I told you I'm unstoppable
When the good girl is gone
The bad girl will come.
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The Bad Girl's Story
Teen FictionTRACEY EVANS lives in Hell. Ruthless . Heartless . Terminator of the weak. Shutting everybody out is her expertise. Running away was never her decision nor a choice. Angel in the past. Demon in the present. Guardian of the darkness grave. But she...
