2. Haters

"And did you see how the Strange Love karaoke started playing, and Victor was a little too late to start singing? Damn he just got to it so quick!" Said Rea, one of my Devil friends.

After I reached school, my friends wanted to know how I liked the Award ceremony, being the die heart fan of all. We were all laughing and crying at the same time.

"Ofcourse I did man! God, he looked so cute with that lost face! Oh I could just die!" I replied.

"And that part, when they won and Jake was delivering his speech when the podium started going down. Man, his face!" Said Sindy. At once, we all burst out laughing. After a while, Yovonne says. "If only they would tour here once. We could get to see them more closely. We could feel them more nicely."

Its true. Heathens never had a concert in Minnesota. Not even once. We have the freedom to call them our own nations boys, but we never get to see them. Not even once.

"I know right? Of only once, just ONCE if they would visit us, it would mean so much. Like I want to see them in person just for once. I wish if I could visit them personaly, but ofcourse, that's impossible, even in dreams. But I just wish." I replied. My friends looked at me in pity. I'm the only one with a hater of a family.

"I wish I could bring you to my house and let you stay with me, away from you sister and brother." Said Sindy. I am about to pipe in a word or two when we are interrupted by someone.

"Hey! You geek's still going on with this Heathens thingy? Damn! Never seen anyone this immature." Said a hater.

There they go again. We have to go through this shit like literally everyday. 

"Hey! Whom are you calling here a geek? And who is here immature? If you are so mature, why don't you know how to mind your own bussiness you piece of garbage?" Retorted Meera. She was an international fan, unlike us.

"Garbage? You call us garbage when you are the outsider here. This is my country, and you call me ousider you piece of scum?" Said the bully. One reason why none of minded these hater's because they insult you with your race, colour, religion.

None of us uttered a word. That's how things work here. We don't say anything, but later, we inform all the world wide fan's through social media, and together we hack their system's. That's Devil power bitch.

"Hey Cilia, why do you hang out with these geek's here. You should be hanging out with these group of girls." Said one of the bully, pointing at a certain direction. None of us dared look at were he pointed. We all knew what it was. The freakshows of the class.

They all burst out laughing.

Another pipes in. "Ah! That reminds me, doesn't your mother take drugs, Cilia? I saw her coming out of a drug dealing street once." Everyone grew silent.

What the hell was he talking about? What image does he want to ruin that is left of me? And why would my mom be at a drug dealing street?

"Hey! Why should Cilia hang out with those fellows and what nonsense are you blabbering here now? Don't you even have respect for elders you pieace of scum?" Retorted Rea. But the boy was all calm. "Firstly, I won't apologise. Secondly, why should I? She's not any respectful elder if shes a-"

But before he could utter another word, I slammed my fist on the table to gain everyone's attention and at once, I get up on my feet and stand face to face, nose to nose with the boy so that he doesnt move an inch from were he stood.

"You have said enough. Now let me say something. I don't know what my mother does or were she goes cause guess what? I don't fucking care. But do you know what? You just said what you do. If you say that you saw my mother coming out of a drug dealing street, pray tell me, what were you doing there?"

Persiperation started beading in the boys stinky forhead. Yup. He didn't see this coming. I smirk and continue. "What do you think will happen when your parent's and the school comes to know about this? About where you go, what you do, don't you think its going ti be a huge injury to you dignity? I don't know. But at least I do know one thing. Heathens don't do drugs."

My last sentence left the bully stunned. Odd. Very odd. Nobody ever succeded to shut the mouths of these jerks. Until now.

The bell rings, and everyone started preparing for the class. I, however, stormed out with my bag, my friends calling after me. And for the first time, I didn't listen to them.

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"Where did you go after bunking school, Cilia?" Asked mom.

After storming out, I spent a few leisure hours roaming around the streets, listening to Heathen' songs, watching Victor's pics, there music and Victor's handsome blank face my only company. By then, the school must have already informed mom about my deed. I still went home anyway.

"I'm sorry, mom. I trully am. I didn't want to do it. But those boys, they were talking shit about you. They were saying stuff about you going to drug street and all. I couldn't bear it mom. I'm sorry if I upset you mom. I trully am." I said with remorse lacing my voice.

Mom's behaviour changed so suddenly as if we were just discussing my recent good results in exam, instead of the fact that I just bunked school.

"Oh honey! Mommy isn't upset with you. Come have a seat beside me, darling! Mommy isn't mad at you. Mommy was just scared if something happened to you. I'm so proud of you honey! You have grown into such a brave woman! That's how you defend your mommy. I love you, Cilia. I always did." She said and hugged me tight. I held my breath before I finally relaxed. She murmured something that I didn't hear and I don't care if I didn't. My mom loved me, and that's all that mattered . Morning's incident was all forgetten. All was well again.