Isabella Roberts is the typical nerd , well not necessarily, she's not overly smart , just average , she listens to The Neighborhood & Greenday & watches anime like ao no exorcist & Seven Deadly Sins & plays Fortnite & COD , but her fate of dying a...
We tend to want things we can't have - things that aren't ours - things that are bad for us or should I say people ?
For me it was Zachary Kelley. He was handsome , I remember when he'd come from Australia , his accent was so thick & his charismatic ways had me charmed. To say the least I was under his spell instantly. His eyes glinted with mischief as a smirk never left his precious face.
I also remembered our first encounter. It was the end of summer party - we'd been going to the same school for about six years & not even as the head cheerleader had I caught his attention. But the alcohol was talking. I could tell - I didn't mind.
I watched him down another bottle as he looked at her hopelessly- he looked at her , as if she was too good for him & it was a waste of his time to even talk to her.
& that's when he came waltzing over to me.
" Hello." he said , each letter - syllable dripping with that accent i'd come to admire.
Hell-low.
"Hi" I waved , batting my eyes.
That day was the first time i'd had sex all summer - although it was not entirely his fault he slept with me. He was drunk. I had instigated it. I begged & whined. I wanted to feel him inside of me - I wanted his hands around my throat - a girl's favorite accessory- a choker. I wanted him. But he wanted her. I knew because he called me her name as I rode him. Then he'd left to go save his princess who'd been roofied. I watched him take care of her. I watched him hold her hair back as she threw up in his garden. I also saw how he looked at her during classes - during lunch. Laughing loudly - doing obnoxious little things to catch her attention & she ignores him. Isabella wasn't one to take hints. Like when I made each & every day of her life a living hell. She still tried to be my friend - she still saw the good in me. She still tried to hold on to the little thread of hope we'd go back to being friends. When people called me a slut , whore , bitch , she never once repeated those names - those dirty words. She told me , I wasn't any of those. When my dad left my mom & I in middle school , she said , " life would get better."
& me ? I told her , her crush Zachary Kelley would never like her. I slept with him - knowing she'd like him. I made her days at school a living hell. I stopped being her friend for popularity - outcasted her because she was fat. I had no good reason for why I stopped being her friend. For why I treated her like I did. It wasn't Zachary. I didn't even like him first. I didn't even like him at all. Until she told me she had a crush on him. Until I saw her nervously talk to him. I didn't like his accent at first - I thought it was annoying. But I liked the mischief in his eyes - I saw the pain in them. Just like mine. I was jealous of Isabella & for once I wanted her to be jealous of me. I wanted to hurt her. Just like how she hurt me when she took Mac away from me. Maybe that was my good reason. Mac - I was in love with her , but she'd always choose Isabella. She'd never forgive me for hurting her bestfriend. But that didn't stop my feelings towards from growing.
& that's why i'm here - standing in front of a projector with a stolen picture from Zachary's phone of Isabella. In slightly revealing clothes , as she hugs her teddy bear , Mr.Cuddles tightly.
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Everyone laughed. Except her. Except Zach. & Mac & Rebecca. They didn't laugh. They turned it off. As Zach ran after his girl.
