you broke my heart

"You broke my heart, so I'm going to make your life hell"

"We're over Em." Said, my boyfriend of two years , Tom. I looked into his dark green eyes, they were dead serious. He meant every word.  

"Why?" I managed to choke out between sobs. My hearts hurts. I thought he loved me!  

"I'm bored of you, mow leave me alone freak," and with that he walked off. I hated the monotone voice he used, it meant that he was completely serious. I slid down the wall crying aloud and noisily. My heart is in agony, it feels as if it is being torn in two. I heard a group of noisily in the quiet hallway. I looked up and saw that tom was in the middle of the group, unfazed by the words he had spoken to me and how he broke my heart. If he doesn't care then neither do I. I stood up tall and lifted my head up high. Why should I care? He wasn't such a great boyfriend, he was never there when I needed him! So why should I care? I wiped away my tears, picked up my bag and walked right passed him and his friends with my head held high. 

I left the school building because it was the end of day and I could finally go home. News had gotten around that Tom Wilson, the hottest guy in school, had just dumped me and so he was free game. I had to deal with annoying girls, oblivious to my feelings, gathering around him all day, trying to get him to notice them. They make me sick!

As soon as I got home I knew something was wrong. My mum's car was gone and so were most of her things. I looked around the house trying to find her. She should be here! She finishes work at midday and it was now half past four! When I looked in the study I found my dad at his computer typing away. His dark brown hair was messy and his white shirt was un tucked. This was not good. My dad , you see, is a neat freak, so for him to be found like this means that some thing is very wrong. I approached him as if he was an injured animal.  

"Dad, where's mum?" I asked softly. His head whipped around and he glared at me.  

"Your ungrateful mother ran of with my dirty cheating, younger brother! Now go away I don't even what to look at you! Leave me the alone!" he screamed at me. His usual calm grey eyes were livid, he also had tears streaming down his face. I slowly backed out the room. Once I was away from the study I ran to my bedroom. I crawled into my little corner, cloaked in darkness, (because my blinds were close and the lights were off).

My life sucks! First my boyfriend dumps me the my mother runs off with my dad's younger brother and now my dad can't even look at me because I look like my mother! We both have long black hair, vivid blue eyes. We're both tall, slim and pale too. We almost look Identical! I may look like my mother but I have my fathers personality, and like him I can hold a grudge. I want revenge, I know exactly how I'm going to get it and who's on the top of my list. Tom, my ex boyfriend.

I got up really early in the morning, about five am, and got dressed. I then started to plan my revenge. I printed out embarrassing photos of Tom and typed up all of his darkest and deepest secrets and made them into a poster. I photocopied everything and put them in my bag, had breakfast and hurried to school so I could set up before anyone arrived.

I stuck the photos and posters up everywhere. I put all the spares in his locker and I waited. I smiled evilly as people started to arrive. They laughed at the photos and said "ooh" and "Ahh" at the posters. I smirked, good he deserved it.

Some one tapped on my shoulder angrily. I turned around to see a furious Tom Wilson. My smirk grew as I said, 

"You broke my heart, so I'm going to make your life hell"