The Bad Boy's Wishes (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 11: New statement

Chapter 11: New statement

The only thought that ran through my mind at this moment, as I aimlessly wondered the crowded corridors getting ready to finally leave school for the day, was ... Today was the day my dad died!

Mayce and I, had took Lizzy to his grave early this morning before school, which we do every year, placing fresh flowers at his grave. We all would sit there crying to our hearts content, but everything always felt bearable when we were together.

I had managed to get through the school day without breaking down, and managed to convince everyone who knew today was the day my father died, that I was fine and coping with my loss.

"Move bitch!" a girl I faintly recognise from the netball team, hissed as she shoved me out of her way in the corridors, awakening me from my thoughts.

I huffed and rolled my eyes, I had hoped that all the rumours and the bullying would have subsided by now. But like I have said many times, I hate the fact that I have a serious lack of luck.

I mean even the school hasn't removed the word 'WHORE' from my locker yet, and there are still the few scumbags who actually believe that I am a hooker. Then of course there is everyone on the netball team, including Cynthia, and then my bastard of an ex-boyfriend! Who live to make my life miserable.

As if on cue, Caden came down the corridor towards me, whispering to his mates as they all nodded and sniggered.

He smirked evilly "Did you have fun visiting daddy dearest this morning, babe?" his voice was sickly sweet and taunting, faking any signs of remorse.

I inhaled sharply, my whole body turning rigid, as the air felt like it had been knocked out of me. How dare that stuck up, idiotic, self loving and obnoxious dick head say something like that to me?

Rage and sorrow bubbled within me, as I clenched my fist trying to contain myself. I couldn't let him get to me, or else I will do something stupid and get in trouble. I took calming breaths as I slowly paced down the corridor.

I know the whole point of me hanging around with Nick and his mates, was so I would become a bad arse, earn myself respect and not be afraid to stand up for myself. And although, I know it has been starting to work, the good girl inside of me, hasn't allowed me to live up to my desired potential.

Caden's words lingered at the back of my mind. I really didn't understand what I had done to deserve such a horrible and cruel life.

What had I done to deserve losing my father forever? What had I done to deserve a mother who practically neglects her children, leaving a 17 year old to take her place as the mother figure?

What had I done to deserve a cheating scumbag of a boyfriend, who was the only man I allowed myself to supposedly love after my father's death? What had I done to deserve a broken heart, false accusations and lies? As far as I was aware of, I had done nothing to deserve this kind of tormenting life.

It's only recently that I realise that I am not going to lay low and let everyone treat me like a piece of crap. That I am sick and tired of depending on everyone else to bail me out of trouble.