Deadly Infatuation

12 - There's No Going Back

Alex sat in front of the TV in the living room as she ate an after school snack. She reminisced on how satisfying it had been to have the blonde whore humiliated in front of her classmates.

It had been real easy to do it too, all she had done was get into her locker find the laptop when she wasn't around, hack through her privacy settings and upload the video to her flash drive, after that it was smooth sailing. The look on Jennifer's annoyingly beautiful face was classic.

Alex smiled to herself as she picked up the remote and flipped through the channels. As much as it was fun to prank her,  she felt that the bitch wasn't getting the message, instead Andrew, or 'Calum' as they called him, felt sympathetic for her and as a result they were almost inseparable,  and it frustrated her.

Every cursed day, she'd find them sitting together and talking, kissing in the hallways and eye raping each other and it honestly made her livid. Ever since that day Andrew had publicly denied knowing her, she'd been hell bent on getting vengeance.

But now I really have to up my game, I need something that'll give the Bolton girl a serious wake up call.

Alex sighed to herself and glanced around her empty and lifeless 'family home'. She lived alone, well basically she did anyway. After her father died of a heart attack when she was just 10, she'd been fending for herself. Her supposed mother had succumbed to alcohol abuse due to the stress and pain of being widowed with no income to take care of herself and her daughter.

Ever since Alex watched the life being taken from her father as he died right in front of her on the floor that night,  her mind had taken a turn for the worst. With the little money left over,  she went from seeing trauma counsellors to eventually seeing psychiatrists.

And it seemed to work, at least for a while, because she excelled at her school work, until she relapsed and turned to the life of crime to help relieve her mental instability. She didn't regret doing the illegal things she did though, they made her tougher, stronger and fearless. With her mother almost never being around she learnt how to take care of herself,  not always in the right ways but she learnt nevertheless.

She relapsed yet again and this time it was the worst one, she had a total mental breakdown and started breaking things after she'd gotten into an argument with her mother who had been sober for the first time in a while that night. With her daughter going bat shit crazy, Helen Savan had threatened to send her daughter to the local mental institution.

Helen held the phone in her hand,  using it to try and scare Alex into submission. "I'm warning you Mother, if you do this, there's no going back," Alex had said. Convinced that her daughter had lost it for good, Helen had dialled the number to the rehab facility anyway, only to have her head smashed in by a vase, that had her out cold.

And now, a year later, Alex walked to the unused back bedroom of the house and opened the door. It was dreary and lifeless, like the rest of the house. She crouched down by the carpet and lifted it up, to unveil the special trap door she'd designed. The minute she opened it, she was met with the smell of stale food mixed with shit, piss and rot.

She looked down below to the almost lifeless body of her mother, thinning to the bone, covered in smut and withering away right before her eyes. When Helen saw her daughter looking down at her, she tried again,  for the millionth time, "Please... " She croaked her plea out.

Alex merely smirked at her mother,  ignoring her pained cries for mercy and then shut the door.