COLLISION-Revenge Of A Broken God

DAHLIA'S POVWhat was it they said about high school? That it was going to be fun? That it was going to be one of the most euphoric moments in one's life?But that wasn't the case for meI saw high School as a phase in my life that I wanted to go by quickly. There was nothing interesting about high school, nothing particularly euphoric.If I was asked to describe high school. I'd describe the place as a cage.A cage I was locked in, one that kept me from exploring the outside world, one that kept me with people that I hated so much.But at the same time I was thankful for this cage because it has kept me on a leash, kept me from exhibiting the dark thoughts in my head.So, even though I hated it so much, I was still a little bit grateful for it.A blue pen to my head, and my thoughts were out the window.These bullies again...The bullies were Malik and his friends; Colin and Caleb."Hey, Dahlia-the-poop. You got anything interesting for us today"? Colin cracked, and the whole hallway

Dahlia's PovThree more hours had passed since my encounter with those strange boys.It's been so long but why do i still feel so uncomfortable?"Dahlia? You've been out for a while is everything okay"? Mrs Smith, the english teacher asked."She's probably thinking of Malik". One student replied from behind, and in response, the whole class burst into laughter, including stupid Malik.I rolled my eyes in response to the silly joke. How great! Thanks Mrs Smith.After the English class, came break period and finally i could breath properly without someone cracking a lame joke at my expense.Is everyone in highschool usually dumb?After i had ordered my food at the cafeteria, I sat down at my usual corner, away from the other students when murmur filled the whole place.Was there anything interesting to discuss this time? Whenever chaos happened, Malik, and his friend; Caleb and Collin were usually the cause.But they were seated in their usual spot, eyes fixed on the entrance of the caf

Dahlia's POVSettling down to have breakfast with these two was one of the worst things ever. As if hearing their annoying voices wasn't enough, I had to listen to dad tell stories of when Julia was a baby.Were they here for her or were they here for me?During the conversation, I got to know that one of the boys was named Hermes-Milo King, and the other Apollo-Leon King. I wonder what the other one was named.I remember saying that they looked like gods, i never knew they were named after gods too. Good job parents.I groaned in frustration. "Enough with the girl's childhood stories, dad. Why don't you tell them about mine".Oh, i knew what i was doing. The table was too boring for me, i had to spice things up a little bit.Dad shot me a glare."Oh, you can't"? I questioned with a raised brow. "Did you forget all about it d-a-d-d-y"?He chuckled. "Well I..""Forget it. You don't have to".I resumed playing with my food again. I didn't want them feeling sorry for me.The boys remaine

Dahlia's POV.Another monday morning at Phoenix Crest High, and everyone was clamouring to be seen, showing off their expensive luxury item, and pictures of trip they had taken during the weekend.Me? I was just trying to get to my locker safely without being noticed but at that, I failed woefully because no matter what i did, i always drew unwanted attention to myself.I cleared my throat and adjusted my glassed atop the bridge of my nose praying that no one would notice the dark circles around my eyes due to lack of sleep from the previous night.Those nightmares were wild and i couldn't bring myself to go back to sleep because I felt like if i did, i would keep having those nightmares, or worse, the stalker in my garden would climb up my window and try to strangle me in my sleep.Well, whatever it was, I didn't want to take any chances, so i stayed awake the whole night.I got to my locker and as if all the problems in my life weren't enough, I had to come across Dorothy also known

Dahlia's POVThe trip from the art room to the school's cafeteria was the longest i had ever made in my life even though it was just a few meters apart.Despite my pleas and struggle, Ares made it his job to carry me bridal-style from the art room to the cafeteria.You guessed right, the attention on us was massive, and with the condition i was in, it just made me shrink into his embrace.Usually, I didn't care what people thought about me or how they looked at me but this time I was well conscious of it.Because, no more than a few hours ago, I had publicly stated that I didn't want to have lunch or anything at all to do with the King brothers.And now, I was being carried in Ares' arms while the other student watched us in shock. That just made me someone who was unable to keep to her word; A hypocrite.He took me to my favorite spot in the cafeteria, and placed me on my chair. How did he even know to do this?He pulled a seat for himself and sat on it. While the twins also did the