The Bad Girls' Good Boy(BWWM)

Chapter 18

Edited

Nephertiti's POV

Nothing.

That's all I could do as a mixture of shock and fear coursed through my veins. Carefully stepping in her direction, I calmly spoke to her. "Bianca, you don't want to do this; just put whatever that is down and we'll talk this through."

"Not a step further," she screeched. "My plan was perfect until you ruined it for me."

Confused, I questioned her. "What do you mean I ruined your plan? What plan?"

Standing up, she laced her fingers with Xander's, making me want to fuck her up; but I had to stay calm for Xander.

"Before you came to West Lake, Alexander would pay attention to me, not you. We were going to get married, I had already planned our wedding, on the beach. And I bought my dress, it's beautiful."

I was trying so hard not to crack up. "Was he aware that you were gonna get married?"

"No, but once we graduated and I proposed to him, he wouldn't say no. I know he loves me, he just doesn't want us to go public yet."

"Bianca, I know you think that but you have to be realistic here-"

She cut me off with an angry shrill. "No! Just stop talking and listen. We were this close to being together and then you came. At first, I brushed it off, but then I saw that you too were getting closer; and had sex."

Ok, this is getting really fucking weird now. "How did you know we had sex?"

"The cameras of course. I placed a tracker in his phone and I followed him home. One camera in every room in his house, even the attic. And I watched as you two had sex on every surface of the house, and I wanted to hurt you so bad. You just had to be a whore and open your legs for him."

"Bianca, I don't know who you the fuck you think you are but—"

Placing the syringe at his wrist, she looked at me. "I'm the person who can end his life, so stop interrupting."

When I started to back up, she removed the syringe.

"As I was saying, I decided to break you from the inside out. I did a background search on you, and what I found made it even easier for me to hate, no, absolutely loath you."

Curiosity got the best of me so I asked what. She laughed coldly. "I found out who your father was, and what he did. Did your father perhaps tell you about a man named Donovan Williams?"

"Yes, he did, why?"

"Well what he didn't tell you was that Donovan Williams had a daughter, me," she regarded coldly.

Holy fuck. This is not good, at all.

She continued. "He killed my brother and put my freaking father in prison."

"He was trying to protect his family, he did what he had to. And you're brother was fucking heartless, how could someone ever want to kill a child? That is fucking sick." I fired back.

"He should have killed you back then, and my father would be here with me. So I want you completely out of the picture, preferably six feet under."

I froze. "Bianca, killing someone is serious, you don't want to do that-"

"You don't know that," she screamed. "I killed my own mother, so I'm sure as hell that won't have a problem killing you."

Oh my fucking God. This family is fucking sick, and this bitch needs serious help. Who the fuck kills their own mother?