Uneducated Submission

Manic Euphoria

***Laila's P.O.V***

I never wanted it to end up like this. 

But no one understood.

No one listened.

They didn't care to understand.

They didn't want to try. 

It was easier to just pass me off as unstable or a liar either way.

But I wouldn't let it happen. I couldn't. I'd make sure they felt the pain I feel because I was over this. 

I wouldn't be anyone's play toy anymore.

After all, I told her. I warned her. I warned her not to open that stupid little mouth of hers.

I promised her that she'd regret crossing me.

 And I never broke my promises.

I didn't want to hurt Neveah, I never did.

But I had to show them how they hurt me.

I had to hurt them, just how they hurt me.

Turning around I faced her. 

She was beautiful. No wonder they all fell for her, who wouldn't?

I surely did.

I really didn't want to hurt her, but I couldn't lose anyone else.

 I couldn't allow them to take her from me too. 

Brushing her cheek I smiled, "I love you, Neveah".

And it's because I love you that I have to do this.

Walking past her, I open the drawer and took it out staring at the heavy piece of metal that was about to help me fix everything.

Neveah starts to stir behind me and I stiffen up, placing the weapon back and turning to face her.

"Laila..?", she muttered groggily as her eyes struggled to adjust to the lighting.

"Why are my hands tied. What's going on?", she asked, panic starting to settle in.

I smiled looking at her, "Oh Neveah. I never meant for it to happen like this you know. But you've been making it so hard. Pushing me to do things I didn't want to."

"Laila, please. What's going on?", she begged.

I circled her. Grabbing the cloth again. 

I wasn't ready just yet for her to be up and babbling.

She was too curious for her own good and we all know what happens to the cat:

Curiosity kills it. And this time satisfaction won't be there to bring it back.

Running my hands over her shoulders and up her neck, I hold the cloth to her face applying slight pressure. 

"Everything will make sense soon babe. In due time. I promise."

As her head goes limps I step back putting away the cloth.

Sighing I turn around and pick her phone up, checking her messages. 

1 missed call from Jaxon.

Everything was going according to my plan.

Soon they'd be here looking for her and I'd have everyone right where I wanted them.

Well, almost everyone.

There was still the case of Zane. But he could be easily dealt with.

I'd make sure he paid the most. That he felt the pain I felt; the pain he put me through.

I'd make sure he regret every single night he had me up crying, because I couldn't sleep, because if I ever did every memory would haunt me.

Because that was all they were and all I had left.

And every time I saw him, with her. It broke another piece of me. Having to  see him every day knowing that he didn't care about me anymore. 

He didn't care that I wasn't okay. He didn't care that he hurt me.

I just wish I could understand what she had that I didn't. What she could give him that I didn't.

It made my blood boil and irked me to my very core.

I was good enough!

I was the one who helped him through his rough times when she broke his heart!

It was me who stayed up with him late at night talking about everything and nothing.

It was me who gave him advice on how to get the difficult girls, Who calmed him down when his anger shined through!

It was me! I was the one there for him! I should have been the one carrying his child! 

Not her. Not that ungrateful whore.

She was selfish and deceitful, she wanted him and Neveah too. 

But I'd show her she couldn't have him.

Even if it was the last thing I had to do.

I was going to make them all pay. They would regret everything.

I'd make sure she regretted stealing him from me and I'd make sure she remembered that she wasn't the one that was supposed to have his child. I was.

And him. He'd soon come to realize that the worst thing he could have ever done to me was leaving.

I told him he couldn't. I'd make sure of it. He would rue the day he broke my heart. It was his biggest mistake and it would be his biggest downfall. I'd make him come back to me. One way or the other.

He had to.

Leaning my forehead against Neveah's I traced my thumb against her lips. Her beautiful, soft pink lips.

It was so sad. Why'd she have to befriend such a whore. Everything would have been so perfect if Royalty wasn't ever in the picture. We would all be happy. I could have both the people I loved and so could Neveah.

I realized Royalty's life was sad. I wasn't the pathetic one. She was. I mean if it wasn't for that baby, Zane wouldn't even want her.

Leaning in I pressed my lips gently against hers.

Soon, it would just be us. Just the two of us. To live happily together without any jealous best friends.

Pulling away I sit on my bed and lay back.

I felt excited. Happy. 

I couldn't wait for this to all be over. Then I could finally have the people I loved. It made me feel somewhat pitifully for Royalty. She couldn't see that she was just a liability.

A mistake. 

Sitting up I grab Neveah's phone and searched for Zane's contact.

Upon finding it I clear my throat then dial the number.

He answers on the third ring.

"Zane, I need you to come to Laila's room. Now please.", I say brokenly before pressing out the phone and letting out a cackle.

Jumping up I clap my hands together. I was finally going to get my revenge. 

They were finally going to understand how I felt.

I couldn't help but squeal excitedly.

The day was finally here. 

All I had to do now was wait.

Wait for them to come right to their demise.