Sweet Revenge [On Hold]

Chapter 1

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"Lyn! Over here!"

At the sound of my mother's voice, I began to look through the crowds of waiting people for her. It didn't take too long before I made contact with her eyes. As soon as she saw that I knew where she was, she looked back down to her phone. Sighing, I knew that my mother had not changed in the four years I had been with my dad. She was still the same ignorant and not-so-kind mother.

Will she even notice my appearance change? I've lost over 100 pounds.

I quickly made my way over to my mom's side, excited about her reaction and hopefully approval. After all, she was the one that suggested her all the "fat" camps that she went to the last summer each year for four years.

After several pushes, shoves, and excuse mes, I finally reached my mother and stood in front of her with a huge grin. Patiently, I waited for her to raise her head from her phone and get a good look at my new body.

Without looking up and with fingers typing away on her phone, she said, "You look different."

I smiled. Although, it was not what I had in mind that she would say but I was happy that she did indeed noticed and might finally congratulated me on something I've worked hard to accomplish.

"Yeah! I've lost some weight like you suggested! Aren't you proud? I went to all 5 of the weight loss programs you emailed dad over the four years that I was gone!"

My mom looked up from her phone, gave me a once over, and scoffed. "So how much weight did you lose?"

"More than 100 pounds."

She clucked her tongue. "You should've done it earlier, then you wouldn't have been bullied."

For a while, I didn't say anything. I just clenched my hands together very tightly so that my nails dug into my flesh. Due to all the years I had spend with my modest and kid dad, I had almost forgot how ignorant, oblivious, and cruel my mother could really be. After a while, I found my voice again. "So you're saying it was my fault!? You mean all those people tha-- "

"Shut up! I really don't feel like dealing with your selfishness. Lets go, car's this way."

I watched, open mouthed, at the retreating figure of my so called mother. Experience of being bulling was in the past, but to me they were fresh scars feeding my need for revenge.

Once again, I reminded myself why I was here.

I'm here to get revenge. Revenge on Nathaniel Walkers, my old bully. I'm going to let him have a taste of his own medicine, which I like to call pain.

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With the jingle and turn of her keys, my mom unlocked the front door to my new home for the next few years. She enter the house first and made her way to the kitchen, setting her keys down on the counter.

"Welcome home," my mother said, dryly,  while she made her way to her office.

More like welcome to hell.

"There should be leftover pizza in the fridge, but you should unpack first." Said my mother as an after thought.

I grabbed my luggage and made my way to my room. It was the same place as it was in middle. I gently set my suitcase down on the ground. Completely exhausted from my flight here, I flopped on the be and laid on it star-fish style with my legs spread out and my arms over my head. I let out a loud audible sigh and soon found my eyelids getting heavier. Then I lost my consciousness all together and drifted asleep.

I walked down the hallway, running my fingers on the dirty white walls of Ludan Middle School. I was afraid. Very afraid. I could feel my heart pumping in my chest loudly, my palms getting sweaty, and the pit in my stomach becoming endless. Like out of a jumpscare in a horror movie, there was a loud clap, making me jump. Suddenly, I was on the ground. I felt the coldness of the tile seeping through my clothes, which were stretched tightly around my large body.

Thenm an extended leg of someone came in view. I could tell it belonged to a boy. My eyes moved upward. Seeing the shin, knee, thigh, crotch, stomach, chest, neck, chin, and face.

The leg belonged to a menacing Nathaniel Walkers. The fear and terror I had felt before did not compare to what I felt now. Once my brain had recognized and identified the person as Nathaniel. A white, hot, searing pain ripped through my chest. My knees trembled, my fingers shook, every inch of my body was completely and utterly submerge in a tsunami of  fear.

I stared up at him with wide eyes and met his, which were completely black and no hint of a soul. His mouth was moving but I could not hear his words all I could here was laughter. Not the joyful kind; it was the mocking, cruel kind. Laughter is supposed to bring joy and happiness, but for me, I each laugh was a sharp double edged sword jabbed into my layers upon layers of fat.

"Ooh look fatso is so fat she can't hold her own weight!" Nathaniel voice rang out and I could hear what everyone was saying. The insults came like a flood--all at once and completely devastating.

"Whalyn kill yourself already, it'd probably stop world hunger!"

"Chubbeve the bakery wants their rolls back!"

"The only 7 digit phone number you can get is the one that shows on your scale!"

The pain that consumed me throughout my entire body was like I was set in a fire with my limbs being slowly severed off. i wanted to cry, to scream, to move. But, his presence, Nathaniel's presence seemed to have rendered me speechless and immobile. I needed to more. I needed to scream. I needed to react to the pain. I needed to do something.

I woke up due to my own screams. My breathing was heavy and sweat soaked my t-shirt. Frantically, I looked around, taking in my surroundings and it comforted me that I lay in my room and not in the grungy halls of my old middle school. After my heart rate slowed, more complex thoughts began to form in my head, planted itself there and grew roots.

I know that I will get the revenge I want and I know I need to get myself together to accomplish it. I don't know how and I don't know when, but when I do, I want to cause him as much pain as he caused me.

AN: Wow! Intense chapter, I hope! How do you think of it so far?

This chapter was a little bit on the darker side, but I promise, it doesn't stay like that the majority of the time.

(PS: I've rewritten and edited this chapter.)