(BRAD’S POV)I have played a lot of games and I have felt urgent rushes of adrenaline before. Several of them in fact but the way I felt now was unexplainable. I have never felt such confusion and anxiety before.Pictures of Bella and Dave had been shown to me by Henry. Pictures of them together in school this morning, pictures of them at the game together…. I don’t believe that Bella would be seeing someone else. She loves me. She would not try to hurt me. But still, I needed to see her and my damned phone was no where to be found! I drove home straight after leaving the locker room, all to Henry’s disapproval. He was not happy that I was not making my way to the party but I had a more important thing to take care of.After I parked my car in the driveway, I rushed out to the front door of the Martinez and rang the doorbell. Victoria, Isabella’s mum opened the door and her eyes lit up when she saw me.“Well, if it isn’t the champion quarterback! You were glorious today, Brad.” She
(ISABELLA’S POV)I expected a silent drive to the party with Dave. I needed to see Brad urgently before I could speak to Olivia and I hoped that he would be at the party. He still wasn’t picking up or returning my calls and text messages. I was still very deep in thought and I didn’t even notice that Dave had parked the car by the side of the road. It was his touch on my hand that made me jerk out of my thoughts. I looked up and then around expecting to see us at the party.“I’m sorry I startled you.” I offered. “What’s wrong? Why did we stop here?” I asked sitting up.“I’m sorry. The party is two streets away I just wanted us to talk first before we get there.” He told me.“Okay. What’s up?” I said readjusting my sitting position so that I could face him better. Dave sighed and then he faced me properly too.“I told you something this morning, on our way to the library.” He said.I narrowed my eyes thoughtfully, was he talking about the phone call with Olivia that I didn’t kno
(ISABELLA’S POV)Dave’s eyes held a thousand and one things that he wanted to say to me but I just wanted to find Olivia now. I started walking towards the house and he followed me taking my hand in his.“Bella.” He called.“Yes.” I replied facing him.“I can’t believe it. You and Brad have something, don’t you?” He asked me and his eyes searched mine for the answer.I looked away feeling guilt creep in to my chest. “This is really unbelievable. How can you let him do this to you?” He said to me.I turned to him then. “What? What do you mean? He’s not doing anything to me.” I said shaking my head.“You can’t see that because you are way too nice!” He said and that further annoyed me.This was the same thing that Brad had said to me and hearing it twice in the same night was annoying. “I mean, you’re doing this behind Olivia’s back, I heard you. Don’t you think he’s just using you? No one who loves you would want to hide being with you or let you do any sort of secrecy .” He said and
(ISABELLA’S POV) My eyes flickered open as I blinked at the unfamiliar surrounding around me. I was laid back on my bed and I was trying to carefully lift myself up from the bed when I heard a sharp, cheerful and familiar voice.“Wakey, Wakey Sleeping Beauty!!” I turned sharply and that was when I saw Olivia looking at me with a wide smile on her face. I sat up in a start and looked around me. I was in a bedroom that I didn’t even recognize .“What’s going on here? What am I doing here Liv?” I asked as my mind spiraled in confusion.“Calm down okay?” Olivia said and moved closer to me so that she could put her arm around me.“I… I came to see you and then….” I was trying to jog back my memory.“And then you bumped in to the door and passed out. Hilary was the one who called me.” Olivia said sitting up. “She called you? But she told me you were here.” I said rubbing my eyes.“I was in some other room, she thought I was in here.” Olivia said and then she peered at me concerned. “Are
(ISABELLA’’S POV)I stared at my reflection, my breath catching in my throat. Mum had outdone herself. The soft, flowing dress, a shade of blush pink, seemed to shimmer in the dim light of my bedroom. It clung to my curves in all the right places, accentuating my figure without being revealing. My long ebony hair, styled in loose waves, cascaded down my back, framing my made up face perfectly. A delicate pearl necklace, a gift from mum , completed the look.“Oh my goodness. My beautiful daughter, you are so beautiful. So gorgeous.” Mum said resting her hands on my shoulders.I looked at my mother through the mirror and saw that she had tears in her eyes. “Mum, are you crying?” I asked turning around to face her.Mum blew a raspberry and quickly wiped her eyes.“No! I’m not.” She lied. I smiled and took her hand in mine.“I’m just so happy. You are such a beautiful girl and I’m glad that you are more confident now. Confidence and change looks so good on you Bella. I am proud of you.”
(THIRD PERSON’S POV)“Oh my gosh!” Tiara exclaimed holding her glass and swirling its contents unconsciously as her eyes followed the new couple who made their way in to the school’s decorated gymnasium. It was not just Tiara or Hilary and Olivia whose eyes followed Brad and Isabella. It was everyone else in the gym.Isabella could feel the heaviness in their eyes and Brad could feel as her grip tightened in his hand.“Are you okay?” He asked lowering his head so he could bring his face closer to hers.She looked up at him with her eyes sheikh her discomfort and panic.“Everyone is watching us.” She whispered at him.Brad smiled then and he brushed her cheek affectionately. “Everyone is watching you.” Bella smiled shyly at his words.“No, they aren’t.” She said back with a giggle. She was already beginning to feel a little bit more relaxed. “Yes they are.” Brad said and he looked down at her beautiful face wishing he could curse out loud. “My goodness Isabella, you have no idea how
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) “Ladies and gentlemen. Let me tell you a little about your homecoming queen.” There was a pin drop silence in the gym as everyone had eyes set on the large projected screen. Isabella and Brad turned as well both dealing with the same confused emotion. There was a sort of piercing sound from the speakers and then the electronic voice went on talking. “Most of you may think you know who Isabella Martinez is. A Nerd,” just then the projected screen started to reveal pictures of Isabella from when she was little and until she changed her dressing sense. She had her braces on, she played soccer, she wore larger clothes. There were giggles round the crowd as an animated picture of Isabella wearing large glasses and heavy braces came on. “Some people think she’s now changed, pretty, hot but guess what? I bet you didn’t know that she’s also a liar and a slut!” Isabella felt her body grow cold and her stomach drop. Brad was shocked as a video of the intimate tim
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) Brad had never felt so weighed down in his entire life. It was as though his heart was being shattered. He watched Bella leave and it felt like his soul was leaving as well. He staggered in weakness as he rested his back against the wall. “Brad?” He snapped out of his thoughts and straightened his posture immediately. Hilary cat walked towards him and she placed her perfectly manicured nails on her chest in worry. “Oh honey. I’m so sorry for whatever is going on with you.” She said with the sweetest voice she could come up with. Brad didn’t say a word, instead he sighed and started to walk on but Hilary was quick to follow him. “Brad. Come on, please wait up.” She begged. He stopped tiredly, waiting for her to catch on. “What do you want Hilary?” He asked her feeling the exhaustion weighing him down. All he wanted at this point was to get out of here and to go home straight.“Nothing much.” Hilary said still sounding as sweet as she could to him.“I do
(TIARA’S POV)“That fucking Slut!” I yelled slamming my fist in to the steering wheel and causing the horn to go blaring off loudly. My brain did a replay of Orlando and Hilary entangled in each other’s stark naked embrace under the sheets. How dare she?! She had told me that Orlando was a college boy who has nothing to show except his love for drugs and sex. Yet she had the guts to smash him behind my back? He’s my own damned boyfriend!And what did she say to me when I confronted her in that room that was stinking of sex?“Come on, T! It’s just sex.” And then with a regular look on her psychotic face, she had added. “Are we still on for Taco Tuesday? I think my instagram needs more engagement.”That fucking bitch! I cursed inwardly as I remembered it all. Now here I was, parked outside the mall where I had shoplifted some ugly earrings with the hopes to make myself feel better. Rage coursed through my veins as I thought of a way to get back at her and then my mind gave me a good
(BRAD’S POV)I raised my fist to the door knocking as hard as I could. I was just about to raise my hand to the doorbell when I heard the movements in the lock and the door was opened. Victoria Martinez looked very surprised to see me.“Bradley. Hi.” She said looking at me with concern .“Hi ma’am.” I said and I suddenly realized that I must look like a wreck.I had not had my bath in days, I hadn’t eaten, I hadn’t even brushed my teeth nor combed my hair. I was standing looking tougher than a rouge with rumpled clothes and sleep deprived eyes.“I’m sorry to bother you ma’am. It’s just that, I would like to see Bella Please.” I said.I could hear the pleading tone in my own voice and I hoped that she would hear it as well. But the uncomfortable expression on her face made me start feeling discouraged. “I don’t know if she will open up for you, Brad. She didn’t even go to school today.” She told me sadly.My heart squeezed in pain but I did not want to give up just yet.“I could jus
(BRAD’S POV)I was laid down with my eyes starring blankly at the ceiling. It would be an understatement for me to say that I was feeling drained and emotionally overwhelmed. I felt so weak with a lot that was going on at the moment.I was bothered with the news my father had given to me yesterday but I would be lying if I said that the thought of Bella was not overpowering every other thought in my head. I could not stop thinking of who exactly had done that video compilation and played it. Who could hate Bella so much to do that? The knock on my door interrupted my thinking and I sighed tiredly. Mum had come to knock on my door earlier asking if I would be going to school and I had ignored her. What exactly was the point of even going to school when they were planning on sending me away next weekend?“Brad, honey you have a visitor.” She called softly.My hopes were lifted initially but then my heart sank in disappointment. There was no way Bella would miss school and so I knew t
(ISABELLA’S POV)Monday morning descended like a plague, an unwelcome and inescapable force after a weekend of turmoil.I stayed in bed unmoving as the events of Saturday evening replayed in my head. The humiliation was almost unbearable. So unbearable that I had refused to turn on my cellular data for fear of what I would see on the internet. I wished that I could turn off my phone completely but something in me was too weak to do that. I was hopeful for a call from Brad.The call never came and it worsened my situation shattering my heart even more. I had no more tears to cry and no more words to lament. I wished there was someone I could talk to but the only people I could talk to had abandoned me. How could I explain that I was only a victim of such cruel acts? My Alarm clock rang loudly for the hundredth time blasting me back in to my reality. I struggled to bring myself to my feet but thinking of going to school weakened me greatly, so I dragged myself downstairs instead.Dad
(HILARY’S POV)I screamed loudly the moment i was seated in the car with the door closed behind me. If the car was not sound proof then anyone from outside would have heard me. I rested myself back against the leather seat feeling exhausted but still my veins were throbbing with anger . How could he turn me down?! No one dared to turn me down! No one! What did that damned Fat Nerd have that I did not??I am Hilary Lockhart!! How the hell could he even think of turning me down?!“Miss Lockhart, is everything okay?” The private chauffeur asked looking at me through the mirror.I was very irritated and so I snapped at him.“Don’t you talk to me, you lowlife!” I exploded.“Sorry Miss.” He said politely.I stayed back trying to balance my unsteady breathing as I thought of what next to do. Rejection is something I was not used to. Rejection is something that I don’t take. “I want you to take me to see someone.” I said to the chauffeur and after giving him the address, I rested back aga
(BRAD’S POV)I would have thought that the day after would make me feel better. But it did nothing, in fact I felt worse than ever.The events of the night before kept on replaying in my head. How could such a beautiful night turn out to be so horrible?Thinking of Isabella tore me to pieces and remembering the horrible fight I had with my sister made me feel worse.It was like my head was throbbing intensely and I could get no sleep. Closing my eyes only made me remember the pictures on the screen. On one hand, I felt betrayed and hurt when I remembered her pictures with Dave and on the other, I still could not help but feel sorry for the public humiliation she had felt. I was aware that videos of last night were circulating the internet. I picked up my phone a number of times with the intention of calling her but I never got through with it. I was worried about her despite the fact that I felt hurt by her actions.So I made a call to someone I knew and paid a lot of money to make
(THIRD PERSON’S POV)“I’m so worried, George. I don’t know what to do.” Victoria Martinez announced as she walked in to the kitchen and dropped the breakfast tray she had arranged for Isabella.George Martinez lowered his newspaper and then when he saw that the tray was untouched, he sighed and dropped the now folded newspaper on the table.It was the next morning and falling asleep last night while knowing fully well that something had happened with Bella was not easy for them both. “She still didn’t open up?” He asked.It was a question but he knew the answer already and his wife confirmed by it by nodding her head at him.“She’s crying. I could hear her. She was also crying last night when I checked on her before going to bed and now I can’t help but wonder if she got any sleep at all or if she stayed crying all night.” Victoria said sadly. She was close to tears herself. “Damn it!” George cursed bringing his fist down at the table angrily.He could not handle the thought of hi
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) Brad had never felt so weighed down in his entire life. It was as though his heart was being shattered. He watched Bella leave and it felt like his soul was leaving as well. He staggered in weakness as he rested his back against the wall. “Brad?” He snapped out of his thoughts and straightened his posture immediately. Hilary cat walked towards him and she placed her perfectly manicured nails on her chest in worry. “Oh honey. I’m so sorry for whatever is going on with you.” She said with the sweetest voice she could come up with. Brad didn’t say a word, instead he sighed and started to walk on but Hilary was quick to follow him. “Brad. Come on, please wait up.” She begged. He stopped tiredly, waiting for her to catch on. “What do you want Hilary?” He asked her feeling the exhaustion weighing him down. All he wanted at this point was to get out of here and to go home straight.“Nothing much.” Hilary said still sounding as sweet as she could to him.“I do
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) “Ladies and gentlemen. Let me tell you a little about your homecoming queen.” There was a pin drop silence in the gym as everyone had eyes set on the large projected screen. Isabella and Brad turned as well both dealing with the same confused emotion. There was a sort of piercing sound from the speakers and then the electronic voice went on talking. “Most of you may think you know who Isabella Martinez is. A Nerd,” just then the projected screen started to reveal pictures of Isabella from when she was little and until she changed her dressing sense. She had her braces on, she played soccer, she wore larger clothes. There were giggles round the crowd as an animated picture of Isabella wearing large glasses and heavy braces came on. “Some people think she’s now changed, pretty, hot but guess what? I bet you didn’t know that she’s also a liar and a slut!” Isabella felt her body grow cold and her stomach drop. Brad was shocked as a video of the intimate tim