Devil In Disguise

CHAPTER 5

Dominic's POV

"You think we should ask Kara to eat lunch with us later?" I looked beside me.

Me and Lucifer are now walking towards our next class before lunch. I furrowed my eyebrows and he raised his eyebrows back at me, his eyes asking for suggestion.

"Why should we?"

"Well, maybe those guys will pick at her again. And I don't think she has a friend yet, pretty much everybody else seems to be avoiding her..."

Why the hell is he so worried about her?

"And so what?" I nonchalantly said. "That's always what happens to most new students here, its nothing new."

"Yeah, but she's nice.."

I stopped walking and glared at him. He stopped walking too and gave me a confused look.

"Do you like her?" I asked him directly. This can be a hindrace to my plans if ever. There's no way he would fall for her. That cannot happen.

"No," he said. I adjusted my glasses and kept staring into his eyes. Its kinda helpful, you know. If you're talking to someone and you want know more details, you could stare into their eyes seriously and that'll press them on to expound the matter.

"Well, I mean, I like her personality, she seems to be a good friend, but I don't like her as in like," he said and even used hand gestures while talking.

I gave him an intimidating look before walking forward again. He caught up with me and we both walked into class.

The teacher wasn't there yet when we entered the classroom. Me and Lucifer took our seats in the back of the class. Some students were talking and having a chitchat.

Few minutes went by and the teacher still hasn't arrived. There was no substitute teacher coming, either.

"Hey president, can you check on Ms. Analisse? Its almost thrity minutes into the class," I glanced sideways at the student who spoke to me. Did he just command me?

I was about to answer back when Lucifer whispered into my ear. "Yeah, maybe you should do that."

I rolled my eyes and grunted then stood up. Shouldn't they be delightful that the teacher isn't here? Psh.

I went outside the classroom and shut the door behind me. I headed for the stairs to go to the faculty room.

The other classes had already started. I looked in some of them and even saw Kara in one of the classrooms. She was paying close attention to the teacher and taking down some notes.

How could she even be that industrious? I can't even stay awake in most of the classes.

When I reached the faculty room I knocked on the door and opened it. There were a few teachers there but Ms. Analisse wasn't one of them.

"Excuse me teachers, has any of you seen Ms. Analisse?" I asked them and they looked at each other.

"No, she already went outside a few minutes ago to attend to her next class," a teacher whom I recognized to be Ms. Shaina, our Health teacher.

I thanked them and closed the door then left. Where is that bitch, then?

I looked around the first floor where the faculty is and searched for her. I looked at the second floor when I didn't find anything there, and then I heard some cries by the comfort room near the stairs.

"Help me..please...somebody.."

I walked to the comfort room and gripped the handle of my gun tucked under my T-shirt between my pants. I saw a woman lying down on the floor of the girl's comfort room from the outside.

I walked closer to her. There was a pool of blood surrounding her stomach. Her hands were also bloody and I saw that some of her fingers on her right hand were chopped off and they were scattered on the floor.

"Dominic, help me, please..."

I looked down on her face and saw that it was Ms. Analisse. She looked so pathetic lying on the floor, bathing in her own blood.

-Flashback-

"Hi, darling," a woman who looked like she was in her late 20's approached dad and kissed his lips. Dad kissed her back and my eyes widened. What are they doing?

Isn't mom the only one allowed to kiss dad?

"Hello, you look sexy today," dad said and looked at her in a different way. The woman giggled in a high-pitched tone and sat on his lap.

"Hmm, I sure do," she said and licked dad's neck, making him groan.

-End of Flashback-

I was just six years old at that time but I already saw what kind of dirty things this slut and my father was up to. At first I didn't understand what was going on, I was too innocent to understand but I knew they were doing something wrong. I didn't know what to do, I was hesitating to tell mom the truth because I don't know if she'll get sad or even upset. I can't bear to see her crying and getting heatbroken, she's the most precious person in my life.

Dad beat me up when he knew that I found out about it just to keep me quiet. And when I finally understood that he was cheating on mom, a question popped inside my head; why do people deceive their partners in their relationship? Why can't they just simply say to their partner that they don't want them anymore instead of cheating on them and making them look like a complete fool? Why do we go to great lengths, just to hide the mistakes we've done? Is it that hard to say sorry? Is it that hard to admit the mistakes you've done? Is it that much of a pride to lose if you say sorry?

I looked at her coldly. "Why would I? You ruined my family and my life. Might as do the same to yours."

"Please...I'm sorry...forgive me," she cried and started coughing blood. Tears dropped down from her eyes and she looked so desperate.

And here's another question: why do we realize what we've done when its already too late?

I just stared at her blankly. I pulled out my gun and placed a silencer on it and aimed it at her forehead. She cried even louder and started shaking her head, pleading for forgiveness.

I pulled the trigger and watched as her head started bleeding. Her eyes were wide open but already lifeless as it blankly stared at me.

I hid the gun back underneath my clothes and walked away.

One down. More to go.