Okay, some of you may be wondering why I'm publishing a lotta chapters at once. What's the occasion? Well, from 1300hrs yesterday, this book only had 29 reads. I posted a new cover in the afternoon later and posted it on Instagram too. Now I wake up this morning and I find 64 reads!!!! That was 35 more reads in less than 24 hours!! I love all the support you all are giving me so every week from now on, I'll post a minimum of two chapters! No specific days though but definitely before a Sunday. Thank you so much!
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Cyrus ' POV
Song: Circles by Post Malone
Yes. I did that intentionally.
I got to school and sat the silent hallways. That always only meant one thing:
Something was going down.
And I had a good hunch who it was.
I was shocked to see a differently dressed Lyrique and Keia but pleased to see them roasting Selena.
"Guess there's only one way to find out," I had a quick idea what that should be.
It felt like time for Cyrus Templeton to stop living up to his name. That meant becoming a 'disgrace'.
Imperfection never tasted sweeter.
So I kissed the class nerd in front of everyone.
Before class started, I went to the bathroom and found an unwanted guest in it. And her name was Selena Jackson.
"Cyrus Templeton." She said.
" Selena Jackson, " I stated back in the same tone she gave me.
"So you think that leaving me for the orphan weirdo is gonna make you look heroic?" She cocked her head at me.
"I'm not stupid. I know leaving you for Keia isn't going to make me like a hero to anyone but her," I replied .
"So you're only doing this to make the little rat feel good about herself?" She replied.
"What are you getting at?"
"Face it, you can't live like that. How would you think your dad would like to know about your new girlfriend," she said .
"She's not my girlfriend," I said. " not yet. "
"So leave her and come back to the better side of your life. Where you keep winning trophies and get me as the same girl your dad likes. Or I could simply tip him off..."
"You made your choice by treating her like garbage. I warned you and then I promised I would never date you again. If you had any idea what else we went through the rest of that night. I got effing stabbed for Christ's sake!"
I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth. Her eyes lit up.
"Who stabbed you?" She said.
" Why do you care? "
"Was it Keia?"
"Why are you questioning me?"
" Answer the question, Cyrus. Swear on your mother's grave, did or did not Keia Stratuson stab you? "
I was conflicted. I suddenly wished a teacher or someone walked in.
"I'm waiting, Cyrus."
" I'm not telling you anything. "
"Why wouldn't tell me anything unless you have something to hide?" She smirked .
"Get out of my way, Selena."
" Break up with her. Or I'll tell your dad and report her to the cops as attempted murder. "
"I didn't answer you. You have no proof."
She walked so close to me I was practically choking on her perfume scent.
"Then you look me in the eye and swear on your brother's life that she didn't stab you."
I looked away. She dug her manicured French tip into the fabric of my leather jacket that concealed to bandaged stab wound beneath. It felt like a long needle piercing through my weakest flesh. I winced and grabbed her arm to stop her but the more I tugged, the deeper she went.
"Answer me," she said through clenched teeth.
" Okay, she stabbed..me. " but she didn't let go.
"Who stabbed you?"
" Keia....Stra.. "
"Say it!" She added force to twirl her nail around in my wound.
" Ahh, Keia Stratuson stabbed me. "
Then she let go.
"Good kid. " she pulled out her phone which she must have used to record our whole conversation. She waved it at me.
"Now I have proof, so I suggest you dump the little bitch unless you want to see her behind bars."
There was blood now seeping through the wound that has only just started healing. I was enraged.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I always get what I want. And I want my share of the fame and fortune."
With that she left me to bleed in agonising pain and locked me in.
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Yeish, wasn't that brutal? What should he do? He loves her to much to let her go but also loves her too much to let her go to prison. How devastating!!!
Well, just know with me as the author, you will never have a happy moment for too long. That's why I called To Set Fire to a Rainbow.
From the girl who loves music from before she had started school.
-Mallie🤑
P.S. In which context would anyone every use the 🤑 emoji??!
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