Bloody Bastard ||

Chapter 4 || The Tutor

Slowly hearing my mother scream at me to wake up. The pounding of my head being the only thing I feel. I ended up drinking too much last night, and now I have a shitty hangover. Spring break is over meaning I have to return back to school and honestly, I don't think I'm ready for it.

With the money my so-called parents gave me I was able to buy myself a new pair of headphones. At least classes wouldn't be so boring with my music on. Although, I still have to face my dumbass classmates and that clingy slut Stephanie.

Before classes started I headed to the back of the school, taking out a cigarette. I lit it up and took multiple hits.

"Why do I have to be here..? I'm not even learning anything..." I sighed as I talked to myself.

Don't know why I even decided to  go to school today, I could've just skipped so I won't have to deal with anyone. That's when I heard a small laugh near me, and as expected, when I looked over Stephanie was there. She watched me as if I was amusing her in some way. I rolled my eyes and turned to the other side, wanting her to leave me alone.

I felt someones warmth hold me from behind, small and fragile arms wrapped around my neck, resting on my shoulders. I felt myself boiling up with anger as her hands moved lower, every move she made felt so desperate.

I pushed her off aggressively and threw my cigarette to the ground, without intent trying to aim it at her. As I walked away I put in my headphones, maxing up the volume; shutting out anything she was trying to tell me. Her screams muffled out behind me as I walked into the parking lot annoyed as fuck. At the corner of my eye I can already see her following me, I slowly turn down the music just to hear what she's saying.

"Come on Seon!! You can't keep ignoring me!!" She shouts trying to catch up with me

I start to run away from her. I just can't stand her voice and either way I need to go to class before that dickhead secretary gives me a late slip.

I headed to my locker, hitting it a couple of times when it wouldn't open, and took out one of the useless books I have as I walked over to my first class, Biology. I hated that class and overall, the teacher, he always seemed to pick on me for answers when he clearly knows that I don't know shit! I don't ever pay attention in any of my classes, so I guess I can understand why he does that. My teacher, Mr. Louis, started to teach the class, talking about a whole bunch of useless shit as always.

I sat in the back, watching my classmates do their own thing, almost observing all their movements. I put my head down, groaning at the headache I still had. After a few minutes passed I could hear the class become louder, making me even more annoyed than I already was. Honestly, I could end it all right here right now. It would be easy for me to mix some chemicals, make a bomb and kill everyone in the room, but.. I didn't want to. The kill would be too fast and it wouldn't be satisfactory.

By the time I came to my senses, there was only four minutes before class would be over. I sighed as I packed up, ready to head to my other boring ass classes. As I was walking out the door I felt someone tug my arm.

I was surprised when I felt the touch, but I wasn't at the same time to see who it was. Stephanie was clinging onto my arm, ignoring anytime I tried to push her off or told her to get lost. She continued to walk with me to the point that I had given up on trying to get her to leave.

"Why don't you ever pay attention to me, Seon? We've been paired up for the project and you've continued to ignore me ever since!" Her high pitched voice let through how annoyed she was.

"I just don't want anything to do with you." I mumbled rubbing my face as she was starting to make me angry.

As we walk through the halls, people looked at us, whispering and wondering if we were dating. I looked away wanting to get out of the building before any more people noticed how she was clinging onto my arm. Her smell made me feel suffocated, the only thing that came to my mind was a burning Barbie doll and that fit her perfectly.

"Hey! You aren't even paying attention to me! Listen, I wanna come over your house so we can study and finish the project together, okay?" She emphasized on "together" like if she expected me to work at all with her. I sighed deeply and when I was about to deny her coming anywhere near my house an idea clicked to me.

I realized it was a great opportunity to get her in a place where I would be able to kill her. This would be the only time to do it; with a forced smile I looked over to her, "Sure. You can come over, but make sure you you're not late. I'm sure you know which house I live in by now."

"Of course! Okay, so tomorrow at 6 I'll be there and I promise I won't be late!" She said overly excited as she let go of my arm walking out of the main doors before me.

I smiled to myself, this would be fucking marvelous. She's actually going to die tomorrow and no one would even bother to notice. I looked back to anyone left in the hallways, whispering out

"Say goodbye to your little Barbie doll cause she's not coming back." With that, I walked out; the final bell ringing behind me.