the choice

Chapter 4 - The prick

...NICHOLAS EVANS also known as in many high schools as " NICK THE PRICK " !!

A teenager notorious for being the cause of many heartbroken girls. With his dazzling smile, big blue eyes and apparently a six pack that was drool worthy ( not my words ) it was impossible to deny that he was hot.

Before u get any ideas let me make one thing very clear.

I. DESPISE. HIM. WITH. EVERY. FIBRE. OF. MY. BEING.

Let me elaborate our hatred......

It all began when he was 11 and I was 10. At that time believe it or not we actually got along but he just had to ruin it by killing my favorite doll, Molly.

Now before u assume that I was acting petty let me tell u the full story. Nick knew about Molly for about 8 yrs and never did anything but then decided to destroy her on my birthday.

I was nervous and scared on that day as it was because it marked the one year death anniversary of my parents. He always teased me about carrying that doll everywhere I went but Molly was a part of me for more than one reason and so I just ignored him but he took it too far, on that day he took her and wouldn't give her back to me. He just kept dangling her above my head and he being at least 2 feet taller than me made it impossible for me to reach her. While he was backing away from me trying to make it harder for me to reach her he tripped and my doll was airborne, flying like a free bird and it sailed over my neighbour's fence and landed right next to the kennel of my neighbour's mean rottweiler. U know cute and adorable puppies, well picture the exact opposite of that only 1 billion times scarier.

He was black in colour and had these blood colored eyes that looked liked burning coals and at that age one look of his was enough to make me and Nick both pee our pants. The rest of it i witnessed in slow motion. Once he saw the doll it was only a matter of time, the demon charged towards took it in its teeth that had yellowed over time and began ripping it to shreds. And i just watched unable to do a thing in a complete state of helplessness. I had only felt that once before and then the memories came and i was unable to stop them. The sound of gunshots and their screams kept on echoing in my head. I faintly remember hearing Nick apologizing continuously but my cries and sobs only got louder. I then remember everything faded to black because i had passed out.

When I awoke I saw I was in a white room and then when I remembered the last time i had been here i started shaking violently. A few nurses and a doctor came rushing into the room and when they saw me awake and shaking, they injected me with something and I instantly calmed down.

My aunt came into the room as soon as the doctor went away and told what had happened after I had passed out. Matt and her had come out with my birthday cake to surprise me but instead found me passed out and a stuttering Nick with tears streaming down his face freely. Then they just put the party on hold and went by car and took me to the E.R. where they told my aunt that I had passed out because i had a mental breakdown because Molly was an important part of my life and seeing her being destroyed had triggered something in my head.

After i had gathered myself I asked my aunt if she could send Nick inside so I could talk to him. She agreed and a few minutes later i came face to face with Nick whose eyes were red and nose was swollen which showed that he had been crying.

He first apologized and we just sat in awkward silence for a while which was kind of comforting but then as he was going out he just muttered to himself that he was glad he had gotten rid of Molly as she was stinky, just plain annoying and a colossal waste of my time. I probably wasn't supposed to hear that but with my supersonic hearing I did and that was when something inside me snapped and I started screaming and throwing things at him.

The next day he tried to come to the orphanage and apologize but I just told him to get lost and eventually after some time he gave up and we just started avoiding each other like  the plague. That sparked the beginning of our hate-hate story.

But let me tell u something it is very hard to avoid someone who is in your school, has most of the same classes as u and is your biological cousin !!

"Why r u here ?" he demanded snapping me out of my reverie.

"I got a letter telling me to come here. " I told him frankly dismissing his presence as a mere coincidence.

He pulled out a crumpled envelope from his pocket that looked vaguely familiar bit I couldn't put my finger on it.

It wasn't until I looked at the letter for about the 10th time and my brother shouting "You both have the same letter!" before it clicked in both mine and his head and we both simultaneously groaned and shouted "Why??!!"

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