UGLY ✔

22: Revelations

Kiara's POV:

How long I was in that forest, I had absolutely no idea. Nothing mattered anymore, except for the burning pain in my heart.

My heart was crying, I was crying. The mystique environment of the forest only increased my agony. I hated being like this. I cried as I clutched my mom's aquamarine necklace tightly.

Sinn repaired it.

My most favorite piece of ornament had his trace.

"Get away!" I continued crying helplessly, "I don't like you anymore! Get the fuck away from my mind!"

Why had he done this? Was I only a toy to him? Our moments together.... They were all fakery? Pretence?

Did I do something wrong? Was it because I didn't sleep with him?

Maybe, it was his plan from before hand. His plan was to have some fun with me and then dispose me.

I would've laughed at myself if I was normal, it was just that I wasn't my normal self. My mind was asking the cliche questions, but it wanted it's answers.

I got up, finally gathering myself together. I was weak and my legs were numb but I had to reach my dorm. I had to cry a bit more and then I had to muster up some courage to ask him why did he do this.

I laughed at my own train of thoughts.

He was probably enjoying himself right now, fu¢king the living daylights out of that bitch. Why would he give a damn about me? I was only his time pass. But the question arose.....

If he didn't want my friendship or company or whatever, why would he take another glance at me?

My water works ceased as I began analyzing our moments together.

Him approaching me, asking me to go out with him...... All of our moments together had nothing in common. Except for a thing.

He never showed me off.

It didn't bother me at all because I don't like to be the center of the attention. I forbade him to do that and he actually listened to me.

It made sense now.

But that still doesn't answer my unanswered questions.

"Looking for some answers, are we little bird?" Tyler's voice rang in my ears and my head snapped to the direction from where it came.

I quickly wiped away my tears and glared at him, "What do you want?"

"I'm your answer baby," he winked at me, which almost made me puke.

"F#ck you," I spat. I was mad at everything right now and he was provoking me.

"Now, now," he smiled menacingly as he said, "Is that any way to treat someone who is going to expose your sweet little boyfriend?"

I crossed my arms as I said, "And what are you going to expose?"

"Impatient, birdie?" He chuckled, " If you want to know, meet me tomorrow, at the little meadow. You remember the meadow right?"

I nodded and spat vehemently, "This better not be a fucking prank! I swear I will castrate you," a menacing smirk made its way to my lips.

He looked shocked for a moment and then slowly uttered, "I thought he hurt you..... Aren't you supposed to be crying out loud as you complain how the whole world was unfair to you?"

I barked out a humorless laughter. I saw a flicker of fright in his eyes. That's what I wanted.

"You are right," I hummed, "You see, I'm so tolerant to pain right now, it doesn't bother me anymore. My soul has become masochistic and pain wouldn't dare touching it."