Audrey's POV,I was looking at the entrance where they all went. I was really happy and at the same time bored because I don't get dirty but bored because I'm all alone
Usually I just plugged my earphones and wait for them to come back. I'm currently sitting at the stairs of the bus,busy taking selfies and posting it on social media
It's true that I act like a queen,well....who cares? Nobody knows what I really feel. I act tough in the outside but broken in the inside
I never really wanted to be this kind of girl. All I wanted was that maybe,this time, someone will noticed me. And I am,in a wrong way.
I was really just a broken soul that has a perfect life but has a non-supportive parents. Whatever I do wrong my parents would just hate and ignored me. But even now that I'm doing what they want me to do,they still never accepts me.
When I was a little girl, my parents don't like me because they wanted a baby boy, not a girl. They tried to make one again but failed because Mom is already 40 years old. My parents tried to raise me but at the same time hated me because I really don't get to their expectations. The only one who raised me is my grandma. She's always there to take care of me when my parents were ignoring me. She makes me laugh at her jokes. She makes me happy 'cause she makes me feel like I'm needed.
But my happy moments with her, becomes a memory. When grandma is 70 years old,she died because of a tumor. The only one who understoods me already left when I was just 13 years old. When grandma died,I became a maid in our house,my parents think that it's better if they save money than pay them in the housemaid's. My life becomes a living hell. I promised to myself that one day, they will love me like how grandma loved me too.
When I graduated in highschool, I used my savings to buy anything to make me more beautiful. Grandma told me that I'm beautiful because I have a kind heart,but I forgot anything about that. I wear things that attracts attention, even if it's over for my own comfort. I wear make up and stlye my hair all the time.
Not long enough I became the most beautiful girl in our school, I joined many fashion shows not to boost all my achievements,but to save the money I got for my future purposes. I acted fierce and bitchy so that no one will know about my broken soul.
At that day one, I got a lots of friends but I never liked them. I know that they only need me so that they will be popular too. But I have a really good friend since kindergarten, it's Mea.
We became really close when I told her about my family life because both of us feel the same way. She is actually an orphan,maybe that's why they don't give her more attention. We became best of friends and I always tell her about my problems also as she tells hers.
But our friendship didn't last long because she told me when we started in highschool, I was really different. I changed my looks,my styles,and my personality. She said that she doesn't know me anymore. And I'm an idiot for telling her that she shouldn't care about it and end our friendship. She laughed because she thought I was joking,but I wish I would. When I didn't laugh and say "Just joking!",she looked at me and started to cry. She asked me if there was something she done wrong...but I didn't answer her and left her in that position.
I wanted to kill myself because of what I just said to her and say sorry,but when I went to her house, Tita Angela said she went to Peztdurb, our neighboring town, and said she is going to study highschool there. I felt horrible when I went home. She was my best friend and I told her those awful things to her. After that, we never talk anymore.
When she came back, she was the same but the fact she hated to be with me is not an exception. We became classmates but she talked to me. When I became the school idol, she began to hate me more and sometimes bully me with her friends. I don't care, actually it was really for me. I was the one who left her and end our friendship, but I hope one day she would forgave me.
' crack! '
I stopped thinking about my memories and looked at the field. That was....weird. I looked around the area, checking if there was someone there. I stood up and went down the bus. I can't see well because of the dark. I turned the lights of the bus and looked outside to the field.
I stepped out of the bus and walked at the center of the of the field. The cold wind brushing at my hair. Feeling tingles around my spine. I looked at that back of the bus and saw a pair of eyes looking straight at me.
I took a step backwards because of it's intense gaze at me. Trembling a little, I mustered all my strength and shout,
"W-who are y-you?"
Then suddenly, he smiled at me. Took a step forward and I almost lost my strength at what is holding.
It's...a-a...machete..
But why?...I thought..we were friends? What are they doing? The person took a stepped forward and run towards me. I stood shock of what he just did. He thrust the machete more deeper. I fell towards the ground...having a hard time breathing as I crawl towards the bus.
"Ahh!!!!" I screamed as he stabbed the machete in me. I fell down in my knees but I stood up and ran towards the bus. I need to make sure that the bus is safe when they came back. When I was inside the bus I was about to press it when a cold thing was in my back. I fell down and lay in the stairs. I cried because of the pain in my back because of the machete. I mustered all my strenght and crawled towards the handle of the bus and press it. It makes a sound towards the forest. Now they will know that there was something wrong in here.
I lay down and sighed. I think I just did the right thing to do. Now they will know...that there was traitor in the group.....
The person grabbed my hair and positioned the machete in my neck. I closed my eyes and when I feel the pain in my neck..I smiled that right now, I wont suffered everything that makes me feel pain. To Mea...I'm sorry because I was an idiot for ending our friendship, I hope one day...you will forgive me.
As I fell down,the person kissed me in the lips,
"Goodbye.....My friend"
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The Wilderness
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