Clarie's pov
When someone shows you too much wickedness and torture you become wild, vicious and wicked yourself and if the person just happens to push you to the very extreme even just a little you can be capable of murder.
I rested against my locker thinking about the past week, of how I so much wanted to kill Chris for the hurt he had put me through. But regardless of everything I'm grateful to God that I and my family are okay. Even though Eiden had to use a wheelchair for two days which he hated so much and decided to use crutches instead.
The doctor told him not to stress his leg yet and stay at home to rest but Eiden is as stubborn as a mull, he came to school and now he's limping around, but in a stylish way.
Since we got back to school I've been receiving gifts from people, like a lot of them. The News about Chris and what he did, plus his involvement with the Mafia spread around like wild fire. People I don't even know would Congratulate me on recovering from what happened and for everything I've gone through.
I heaved a sigh, a very satisfying sigh since Chris came into my life.
I turned around to my locker to take my books when a pop up card came up in my face with glitter.
What the hell!
This is getting out of hands...
Why couldn't this person make this like the last card I got that was attached to a chocolate bar... Urgh.
I dusted the glitter off my face and hair before opening the card.
"I'm sorry for what I did to you, I was a bitch."
Happy recovering!
YVONNE.
I rolled my eyes and scoffed the same time Emma and Ashley walked in through the main door, with some other students walking in behind them. They were talking and grinning like they just had a very pleasant and memorable first kiss. They walked to where I was standing and eyed my appearance.
I probably look like a Barbie doll covered in glitter thanks to a particular someone.
"wow, to look skinny" Ashley grinned
"another card?" Emma asked looking at Yvonne's pink card in my hand
"yeah, from Yvonne," I gave it to her "it popped up a lot of devilish glitter in my fave and hair and she said she's sorry" I shook my head
"she's really got some nerve" Ashley hissed
"talk me about it" I rolled my eyes.
"anyway what are you two so bubbly about?" I asked
"we stopped by at the bridal store to try on our dresses for the wedding next week and they fit just perfectly" Ashley grinned
"oh... I haven't even gotten mine. I totally spaced out" I racked my hand through my still red hair!
Urgh. My life is incredible!
"what! It's your own Aunt's wedding Clarie and you forgot" Emma exclaimed
"i'm so sorry, all what had happened made me totally forget" I said and they both shook their heads "my Mom mustn't even find out I haven't gotten it tried my dress yet, she'll flip and I wouldn't hear the end of it"
"the more reason why you'll be coming with us this afternoon to get a dress and I'm not taking no for an answer," Emma scoffed "you and Eiden are just the same thing. Refusing to get ready for the wedding. It like you took hate parties"
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Taming the inner her
Teen Fiction"just let me go" I pleaded as I laid on the floor holding my side. As he threw me I hit my right side where my ribs are on the edge of the truck and banged my head really bad "so you really think You'll be able to leave me that easily" he said walki...
