Demented Fantasies to Reality

Chapter 2: Crossing paths with miss popular

    Jade never understood why she had ever gotten an alarm clock. She seemed to have been woken up every day as if almost by command, like clockwork. That is if she got sleep for one night. Writing in her little black book put her mind at ease because she wrote what she felt and her thoughts weren’t chained to her soul slowly suffocating her, which is what keeps her up half the time.

    She must have fallen asleep while she was writing in her little black book because she woke up to find it laying there on her chest as if someone had neatly placed it there during the night. Tuesday morning she thought.

    Time seems to be moving so fast, she was trying to catch up but she just couldn’t seem to do it. She glanced at her clock it read 6:45am. “I have 15 minutes until school starts I might as well read what I wrote last night before my thoughts get the better of me “,she thought as she opened her book to her last entry.

       Dear little black book,

                                               I’m sorry but I refuse to refer to you as my diary. Diaries hold happy thoughts, my thoughts are nowhere near happy. They’re more deranged and insane if anything. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. My mind never rests. If anyone reads the intricate, confusing, deep venomously gripping entries that I have entrusted to you I would be put in a strait jacket and shipped off a the mental asylum faster than you can say “deranged”.

           I know I’m different but I can’t help but embrace the sickening thoughts that wrap around my brain and infect my inner thoughts like dark poison. That’s half the reason why I’m so exhausted. My own mother doesn’t know I’m an insomniac only you know. There are numerous medical conditions that could describe what wrong with me such as a sadist, schizophrenic and the long list goes on. What I’m trying to say is I need .....

The lines after that disappeared in to an undecipherable blur. “That is where is must have fallen asleep “Jade thought to herself.

      Before getting out of bed Jade observed her silver lamp that precariously hung from the ceiling. She began to get lost in the intricate designs, slowly studying every curve and dip and trying to imagine the texture. No distractions were there to pull her from deep thought that seemed to suddenly overtake her. Entranced, she spent at least 20 minutes studying it. Upon realizing she was going to be late for school she abruptly jerked herself from deep thought and being reluctant as always she dragged herself to the bathroom to get ready. Skipping breakfast altogether she ran out the front door and to school.

AT SCHOOL

      As she scurried across the school parking lot, many thoughts were flashing through her head . “I’m late, my perfect attendance record is tarnished …. “, those thoughts faded into oblivion as soon as she took in the group of people heading straight in her direction. It was Rebecca her minions and Kaleb , probably skipping school like the delinquents they were. Trying to avoid any eye contact whatsoever she locked her eyes on front door of the school and quickly walked to towards it.   

         That was most definitely not enough because immediately Rebecca blocked her path and greeted her with a ridicule laced “Hello ugly duckling”. Rebecca had conjured up that hideous nickname for Jade a long time ago. Jade was just not in mood to respond any time soon to the monster that stood before her. “What did the ugly duckling suddenly become mute”. Not getting any reaction whatsoever from  Jade she pushed further. “You know, I’m not that much of a gossip but I heard that you take strands of hair from the people you like and do some weird voodoo on it to make them like you “, “Just a nasty rumor I hope, isn’t it ugly duckling”.

              Still not pulling even the slightest frown from the stone cold Jade she pressed even further. “So I’m guessing you would want to steal a strand from Kaleb here, am I right?”. Jade’s eyebrows creased in uncertainty. A pleased smirk rested on Rebecca’s face feeling accomplished for finally getting a reaction out of her. “Want no comeback “Rebecca said feeling like she had won. Jade was ticked off this girl was dancing on her last nerve left that needed to stay intact for sanity’s sake . Jade’s lips curled into a smirk as she thought up an excellent retort that would earn herself a beating, but she needed to stand up for herself.

            She then replied “Honey, if I wanted my cum back I would scrape it out of your tool’s throat. “while simultaneously indicating to Kaleb who was  nonchalantly leaning on his car. Rebecca’s eyes blazed with rage as blind fury quickly took over erasing any sense of rationality. “What did you say? “ Rebecca said in a low hiss that was almost inaudible. Her rage was quite laughable to Jade almost enough to make her giggle, inwardly of course she couldn’t risk provoking Rebecca further. “Hold her down” Rebecca said indicating to Kimberlee and Jody “. Their movements were as quick as lightening and Jade was restrained in a matter of seconds. “For two twigs that only eat salad they’re quite strong. “ Jade thought.

          “Now look here you  emo loner, know your place “Rebecca said. Upon finishing that sentence she landing her first punch in Jade's lower torso. As soon as her fist came in contact with Jade it sent tremors of excruciating pain that radiated throughout her entire body. She tried to scream out in pain but the sound that came out of her mouth was a suffocated dry cough, she also held back tears because she didnt want to give Rebecca  the satisfaction. “Drop her” Rebecca commanded as if knowing her instructions were going to be followed. Jade was now laying on the ground completely vulnerable. Rebecca gave her one last rib crushing kick and spat on her.

          “That’s what you get lowly piece of scum “. With that she jumped into her car with her minions and her boyfriend and drove away .Sitting on the rock hard asphalt writhing in pain , Jade couldn’t dare to shed a tear , crying was weak. She sat there still deep in thought thinking up dark poisonous thoughts. “One day, one day she will be suffering at my hands and begging me to pardon her, will I offer mercy? NO “