'Cause Nothing Lasts Forever ✔️

CHAPTER 3 - The worst rivalry

Blaire's POV

A month later

I was still recovering. I combed my hair slowly but it still hurt my scalp. The drying up scar on my forehead still made me flinch and steered me back to the night. Although I was getting better my nights were getting worse. I pulled my hair into a French braid and left a few front fringes to cover up the scar.

I straightened up and finally took a look in the mirror. I stared at my own reflection. I was so much like her, my mom and along with his eyes, I was just perfect. Actually, they were so perfect. Dirty blonde hair, creamy skin with a shade of ivory, pointed nose, pink plum lips and finally my eyes, they were a beautiful combination of blue and black, just like my dad. Many of the girls at my school were always so jealous of my figure and looks whereas my mother always chided me for being so skinny. I paused for a moment, maybe now they will make fun of my face.

“Hurry up, Blaire,” my mom's voice broke through my thoughts.

“Yes, just a minute,” I said as I zipped up the chain of my skirt.

I hesitated to go out but I had to. Finally, I convinced myself and took a deep breath. I am still perfect, I reminded myself and moreover, it was none of my faults. I went on convincing myself. Today I was going to school after almost a month and a half. It was a new beginning, a new year. This is my only year and then the senior year would start. It was already the last week of August. It's the hottest month here but is extremely comfortable and perfect for getting out and about. It's pretty close to perfect weather with no rainfall. I actually love this weather. Tanks and shorts are enough to keep oneself comfortable. Then my thoughts shifted somewhere else and Lily's face flashed before my eyes. I hadn't visited her yet. Last month I was so needy and helpless myself that my mom was frantic about me going out and eventually I couldn't. I have to visit her soon. I looked up and saw my school as my dad screeched to a halt. I went inside and waved him goodbye.

I walked through the school building. I passed several statues and short planters. The ground, the surrounding hit me with images filled with Lily and just Lily. I didn't know how would I survive in the same environment without her by my side. I entered the main quad and headed towards my locker. I stuffed my things into mine and headed towards the classroom.

How would I sit alone with no Lily beside me?

I reached up to the class when suddenly Della and co. showed up.

“What do you want?” I said in a frustrated growl. I don't know why they were always behind me, why they just didn't mind their own business.

"Finally. Ah! finally, you killed your so-called best friend you poor girl," she said with a wicked smirk.

I was struck, I froze. I couldn't actually move. Wh--what does she mean? What the hell she was speaking of?

“Listen, Della, please mind your own business and stay out of my way otherwise it will be way too bad on your part. Just get your damn ass out from here and mind it. And-,” I paused for a moment, “- and don't you ever dare to call me that ‘poor thing’ again. Understand?" I snarled.

I was about to make my way past them, “And I didn't kill her, it was just an accident. Make yourself very clear,” I pointed out.

“What will you do, you filthy bug?”

My hands tightened and my fingers curled up into fists. I don't know how to form a punch or rather to hit one, but right now I was just gonna beat the hell out of her. 

“One single word and you are gone” I warned.

“Oh! You feeble girl! Anyways what's on your forehead let us see...what happened to our beauty queen?” They acted gasping together covering their mouth with their hands.

This time I couldn't control anymore and I threw a punch which hit directly into her nose. She started crying in pain, holding her broken nose. Blood flowed out of her nostrils. There was a huge gathering suddenly. The principal came and dragged us to her cabin. Words and incidents spread like wildfire in a highschool. My thumb was still throbbing from the punch giving me a slight soreness and pain too. Silently hoping that it's all right, I exhaled deeply. She called both of our parents and sent us to the first aid room. The lady there first aided Della's nose and then the doctor examined my thumb. 

“It is slightly sprained, nothing else,” he said. 

The smell and environment of that room were already making me sick so I got my thumb bandaged temporarily and made my way out. I read in a local public high school around there because my grandma did not approve of co-education and therefore I had to go to that school with evils shit-heads like Della. Although my father didn't approve of my grandma's thoughts about co-education. It was a very simple school with around six-hundred students. Although we had a swimming pool there, that was much unexpected in accordance with that simple high school. 

We headed back to the principal's room to meet our mothers waiting for us. After a long list of complaints and warning, finally, I and Della were suspended for a week. Wow, fantastic!! And that's how my first day of ‘after-recovery-school’ ended. I had a long lectured session on the way back home. I heard all those but actually, I feel empty inside. 

“Mom,” I said finally.

“Mom, I am never ever going back to that school. Please. Never ever! Absence of Lily already makes me feel empty and hollow inside and moreover, I can't take on this Della matter forever. I want to shift somewhere else.”

“What do you mean?” she asked in total surprise.“ You are just promoted to the Junior year, you get it? Where do you wanna shift at this time of the year?” she continued.

“I don't know but I think my grades are too good for any school to deny me. Aren't those? Please come back here and get me the transfer certificate from the school. Please, mom. Just for me,” I sighed.

Finally, I said,“ I wanna move with dad to San Diego and go to any of the schools there.”

She stared at me in total surprise.

“But you...”

“Please mom, no buts and no ifs,” I cut her off.

“I'm 16 years old mom and will soon turn 17 by the end of this year. I'm not a kid anymore. I need to learn to take care of myself. I need to learn to stay alone without you. After the senior year anyway; I have to move right? So why not now? I don't want to leave you and go but please try to understand. I can't withstand it anymore,” a teardrop escaped my eyes as I said those words. 

“Please mommy, don't get upset. Please let me go and figure out things. Let me see the outer world. Let me explore. Every day, every moment Lily's absence haunts me down. I just want to get away from it. With a new environment, new friends, new school and new surrounding, maybe I could shove away all the terrors and all those bloody memories. Please momma,” I said with a sob.

“All right, I'm looking over the matter and arranging everything,” she said, although looking upset.

“Thanks,” I said with a dry smile.