7

A week had passed in a blur. In which either I was on the bed or I was in the bathroom with my head in the toilet. Yuck. Yeah you guessed it right, I was throwing up everything I was eating. I felt great.

My mother hadn’t come back home, she just texted me saying that she was on a business trip with the client. Just like always she wasn't there to treat my disease.

Sighing, I got off from my car and leaned against it for a minute, my head still spinning from all the vomiting. I hadn’t ate much since my stomach was contracting painfully from inside but I had to endure it. Endure all of it just like before.

Before I could walk, a pair of arms engulfed me in a tight hug making me flinch hard. They immediately retracted their arms and stood infront of me. “I’m sorry!" I looked at the intruder and saw Flora standing with a frown on her face. “Girl, you look horrible.” She fake gagged. “I know that already.” I sighed and grabbed my backpack from the passenger seat. “Rough weekend?"

We both started walking towards the front door and I nodded. “You look shit even if you are covering it with your makeup.” She made a weird face. I scoffed, “No shit sherlock.”

I stood infront of my locker, getting a hold of my books, I waited for Flora to get hers.

The people eyed me like I was devil. Maybe I was.

I was back after a week and obviously they had too look at me like that. The queen is back for you bitches.

My eyes landed on one particular group who stood opposite to where we were standing. They laughed, joked and most importantly they had there arms intervened with each other.

Is this some sort of grade one cliché drama going on where you cling on each other like fucking leeches?

Soon the hall became silent and I froze when the group slowly turned towards me.

Uh oh. I said it out loud, didn't I?

“Yes you did.” Flora said with a chuckle.

I could see the disgusted look on each one of their faces including him which made me grip my books tightly. “Look whose talking, the girl who has slept with each and every single boy in this school, slut.” The girl Lilliana I suppose hissed lowly.

Flora gasped. The girl knew I had heard it, even the students had heard it.

Scarlett looked at me with wide scared eyes as she held Lilliana's arm in a tight grip. Ryker and Noah smiled proudly at the comeback. Nerds were bullied. But them being handsome and beautiful turned the ways.

And Zachariah was just emotionless Zachariah but I could see a hint of smile upon his plum lips as he looked proudly at Lilliana.

My heart felt a sting. Fucking heart.

“Hey, know your place, nerds.” Flora angrily spoke. And that’s how the scene was caused. People took out their phones in order to film it.

“What are you, her bodyguard?” Lilliana ripped herself away from Scarlett's hand and stood face to face with Flora. “The fuck is your and your friends problem? Why start a drama in the morning, you desperate goods for nothing.” She yelled. Flora just looked at her in shock, trying to register what she had just said.

I on the other hand just stood there like a statue, my eyes fixed on Zachariah who looked at them. As if sensing my stare he looked at me with his blank eyes.

My headache turned worse from their yelling and it would turn worse if I was going too intervene in. “Flora let’s just go.” I said while rubbing my temple. “But she said some bad words about you, Tina.” She hissed and turned away to face Lilliana. “Shame my friend, I’ll fucking make you regret it.” This made Lilliana hitch but she stood still. Her friends backing up her.

“Looks like your little slutty friend is scared from the lioness here, she isn't even helping you, you call that a friend? Flora she isn't even your friend, she is just using you for her own pleasure. She is just a desperate brat who needs attention.” Lilliana said and I froze in my spot. I heard gasps from around me.

Fucking brat you should die just like your father killed her. You good for nothing whore.

I looked up at her. My eyes filled with various types of emotions but the most visible one was anger. Even her group was shocked.

Zachariah looked at me in an instant and his eyes held worry. Not for me but worry for Lilliana.

Clenching my hands, I took a dangerous step towards her daring her to go on. I could see she was scared to stand up but she didn't back down. “I fucking dare you to say it again, Lilliana.” I said calmly. Bringing my face to her level, I raised an eyebrow at her. “What? Cat got your tongue bitch?” I venomously seethed. Her breath hitched. “Or w-what?” She trembled.

Giving her an almost crazy smile, I looked into her eyes, “Than you’ll lose a limb or maybe even your sharp tongue, since you love too hiss around like whores who are on loose.”

Turning around, I almost retreated but stood still when she spoke which made me question is she stupid?. “You know what Flora just ditch her for a day and her evil demonic nature would come out and- Lilliana was stopped by Zachariah. “Enough Lilly.” His husky voice resonated within the silent hallway. “Don't drop to their level in insults, it's enough for now.” He said bringing her to his side. Scarlett grabbed her arm, trying to calm her down. Noah and Ryker came beside them.

Angelic face with a heart of a devil.

The devil heart inherited by the father.

Just like your father.

My mind was blurry. Flora looked at me for a minute and turned away walking to god knows where. I stood there infront of them, my eyes fixed on him and vice versa.

His face twisted in an expression that I knew very well. Guilt. Before he could say anything I hurriedly walked past them in an empty classroom. My breaths came out in short pants.

My body felt the hits and whips once again, but only this time it was the memories. Memories of me being tormented badly.

Sliding down the wall, my trembling hands dug into my blazer pocket. Grabbing the hold of two pills, I tossed it in my mouth swallowing them dry. Closing my eyes I tried to ease out my breathing. After what felt like hours of sitting I got up and went towards the bathroom to get myself together.

Moments later I strided towards the class. I had already missed three of them this morning. As I entered, every pair of eyes turned towards me. I scanned the classroom for any available seat and I found one beside Him.

“You’re late Miss Vidal.” The teacher sneered. “Sorry.” With that I walked towards the only free seat. Shock written on the teachers face. Clearing his throat he turned back to the black board to write.

This day just couldn't get any worse now can it?