(BRAD’S POV)The week made me realize how much more I loved Isabella. I’ve always loved playing ball, hence football. It fills my heart with so much joy that I am fully imersed in the thrilling sport and most times, I’m not really interested in anything else going on. But this week, I had to fight so hard to keep my mind in check. I had to try my possible best to block our thoughts of Isabella while I toiled and practiced. I didn’t get to see her as often as I wanted to. I had to leave home as early as a few minutes to six to return home exhausted late in the evening. She found out about it and wouldn’t let me take her to school or bring her back.“I can’t take care of that. You have a lot going on for you this week.” She had told me in her soft, Angel like voice. That was the last time we were together physically. On Tuesday evening in her playground right after omhad home through a hard practice. She could see how worn out I was and so she would not even let us make out even tho
(ISABELLA’S POV’)BRAD - Hey Baby, where are you?I bit my lower lip as excitement piled through me at the sight of the text from Brad. I had not even left my seat at the bleachers and yet he was already texting me. I thought he would need some time to celebrate with his friends before he and I left for our private destination.But here he was, texting me already. I felt jitters at the thought of knowing that he wants to be with me just as much as I want to be with him.BELLA - Hey Champ! I’m still at the bleachers. I’m about to leave though BRAD - Meet me at the parking lot, okay?A smile crept on to my lips. I turned to look at the jubilation going on down and sure enough, he was not there anymore. He had been though, the last time I checked.BELLA - Okay.I suddenly could not wait to get to the car park and of course it suddenly seemed like it was ten thousand miles away.After what seemed like eternity, I got off the bleachers and walked towards the parking lot humming to myself.
(ISABELLA’S POV)Rose petals had been carefully laid out as a carpet for me while i walked in to the candle lit room. My heart was fully and my body lit with happiness.Pete ushered me with his hand on the small of my back, his eyes were fixed as he observed my reaction to the setting before us. Chocolates were arranged along with rose petals to display a perfect shape of love drawn on the bed.“Brad…. You did all this for me?”Those were the only words that made their way out of my mouth. I was amazed and i felt so special. Which was a normal thing for him to do.He always made me feel so special.“Yes. You are worth this and so much more. I’ll do anything for you.” Brad said and his hand came around me and pulled my body closer to him.I wrapped my arms around him and initiated a kiss that was long overdue. It started as a ‘Thank you kiss’ and quickly graduated to an ‘I have missed you kiss’.His lips stayed yearning for more of me and once I parted my lips open, his tongue slipped
(OLIVIA’S POV)The moment Hilary got in to the car, I knew that something was wrong but i focused my attention on my phone knowing fully well that it most probably had nothing to do with me. We were on our way to the party and the car was temporarily plunged in to silence. “Olivia.” I snapped up in surprise. There was something about the way she said my name.“Yes?” I answered eagerly.“Is Brad going to be at the party?” She asked. She was seated cross legged directly opposite me in the large spaced car while Tiara sat beside me all sprawled out chewing her gum carelessly as usual. I cleared my throat ready to speak, “Oh. I guess he should. He’s the star of tonight.” I said not being able to help the pride that set in.But my answer did not seem to impress Olivia. She simply turned her attention to her iPad which she held on her lap and I took it as my cue to return my own attention to my phone, relieved that was all she asked.There has been something strange about Hilary since th
(ISABELLA’S POV)Despite the relief, I found myself wishing that Olivia had not hung up so quickly. It would have been nice to speak with her just for a moment. She had not even said anything about my home coming queen nomination. I tried to act like it did not hurt me but it did.Instead all she cared about was asking me where I was as and where Brad was. Could there be a problem? Was she suspecting anything?I was deeply submerged in my own thoughts that I did not even notice Brad walk in until he gently touched me and i jumped a little startled.I relaxed when I saw it was him standing before me. He was wearing sweatpants and he was bare chested, his face was clear and his hair looked damp from the shower. I gulped at his dreamy look and he sat down beside me on the couch and pulled me closer to him.“What’s wrong?” He asked me kindly searching my face and then his eyes went to my phone in my hand.“Is it your mum? Is something wrong?” He asked with concern evident in his smile..
(ISABELLA’S POV) I was too shy to have Brad step in to the shower with me but I had the most romantic night yet. He laid out a table picnic with my favourite foods and played a Harry Potter Marathon for me. He specially took time to find out about the things I loved and I had no idea how. We spent the night cuddled together on the pillowed ground and it was the most comfortable feeling ever. The next morning while I stared in to the mirror brushing my hair, I could see him watching me carefully while he leaned against the wall. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I could not help but ask when I could not take the shyness anymore. He straightened his posture then and walked to me rubbing my arms and hugging me from behind. He buried his face in the crook of my neck and I had my hand holding his head in place as I rested back against him. “I’m going to miss you so much.” He hummed against my skin and his breath caused me to sigh in satisfaction. I closed my eyes and we stay
(HILARY’S POV) Tiara was singing along loudly to Nicki Minaj’s Super Freaky Girl when the car pulled up in front of the Johnsons’ house. “Thanks so much for such a fun night! Bye guys!” Olivia said her goodbyes. “Bye girl!” Tiara responded barely looking up from her phone. I pretended like I wasn’t paying Olivia any attention until she had her hand on the door button while the other held her overnight bag. “Olivia.” I said with a tight smile. She gave me a nervous smile back and turned to Tiara briefly before glancing back at me. Of course Tiara didn’t pay us any attention. “Yes Hilary?” I wanted to speak but somehow Tiara was loudly rapping along and it was interrupting my thoughts. “Shut up T.” I snapped angrily at Tiara whose loud voice was upsetting me to the fullest. “Fine.” Tiara said sulking and she became quiet. I turned to Olivia with a bright smile. “So, how have you been enjoying the whole experience so far. Not just being a Fort Haven High cheerlea
(BRAD’S POV) “I only asked her about your likes and I really had no idea that she was going to rat me out!” I said in my defence. Isabella let out a playful snort. “Of course she will rat you out. I mean, it’s Jeanie for goodness sake!” She said to me. I was on the phone with Bella who was filling me on the conversation she had just had with her younger sister, Jeanie. Apparently, we have Jeanie to thank because Olivia would have found out that Bella and I were together last night. Which in turn would have caused some serious damage. Jeanie also told Bella that I asked a couple of questions about her. I did do that sneakily the last time I went to the Johnsons for dinner. But it was only because I couldn’t ask Olivia about Bella’s recent interests and Jeanie was my only option. Plus I thought I could trust her. We even had a pinky swear on it! So much for trust, huh? “So doesn’t this mean she’s going to rat us out?” I pointed outs “I hope not. At least not un
(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