Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1Carina's POVThe sound of the bell ringing happened to be the most fabulous sound I've heard in the whole of today where I hadn't even seen my boyfriend, Henry. Oddly enough, we both had the same classes and yet, he had been nowhere in sight since the first period. I had seen him head towards one of the abandoned classes down the hallway which just made it perfect for me to locate him quickly. Smiling to myself, I ignored the stares thrown at me, smiling happily as I hopped straight towards that area. The feeling of my waist-length hair which was packed into a ponytail swinging with every hop made it all the more fun. Finally, I stopped right in front of the door to the abandoned class where I had seen Henry enter. His scent wafted into my nostrils, creating a lightheaded feeling and I couldn't stop the smile from spreading on my face. “He's in there,” I said to myself, tapping my foot lightly on the floor while holding back my giggle. I pushed the door open a bit, trying to see anything but all I was met with was darkness. This was odd. Henry's scent was coming from here and yet, he was nowhere in sight. Refusing not to believe my senses, I pushed the door further open, and there on the table was a sight I never wished to see. “Henry! Yes! Just like that!” Bertha, the popular girl in school, had her back laid on the table, her head raised a bit with her legs spread wide open. If that was just the sinful position I had met her in, it would have been better but instead, the familiar head of brown buzz-cut hair of my boyfriend, buried in between her legs caught my sight. His back was turned to me and even as the tears pricked the corners of my eyes, I swallowed, desperately trying to deny the fact that it wouldn't be him. Even though it was as clear as day to me, since no one else had that same hairstyle in the whole of this school, I refused to admit the truth to myself.The pain starting to grow in my chest was making it hard to come to this conclusion but even with this, I didn't move. “You like that?” And there it went, his usually soft voice that I believed was specially for me, asking Bertha, with a laugh escaping his lips. He was so lost in enjoying his actions of cheating on me that he was yet to realize I was now standing at the entrance, staring right at the two entangled people. In her state of ecstasy, Bertha’s eyes opened, finding mine immediately. I could have sworn she knew I was here all along and the small evil smile on her face was just the proof I needed to know this. As if to irk me, she slowly pulled his head away from her, tugging his collar while bringing his head towards her. “Henry, you love me, don't you?” She asked, loud enough for me to hear but even as I struggled and bitterly hoped not to hear the answer, it was inevitable. “Of course, baby, I do. Carina means nothing to me.” His answer was just the right strike of a blow to my heart and the one pull I needed to have my tears pouring out like a dam. My choked cry happened to be louder than I expected, finally causing him to turn to look behind him. As our eyes met, right then and there, I knew I had been played. With my tears still pouring down, I turned around, immediately running out of the door with my head bowed, while being glad that my legs had chosen to move right when I needed them the most. Henry's words of his denial for me kept ringing in my ears as I ran straight. I had been so lost in drowning in my tears that I failed to realize where I was heading until I bumped into one but the three devils. “Ah!” I cried out further as I lost my footing, my legs shaking. My hands flailed in the air, hoping to grab a hold of something but was met with air. I prepared myself for the fall to come but instead, an arm wrapped around my waist, one of the most perfectly carved faces I've ever seen peering down at me. “Poor baby,” he mocked while I was practically thanking my stars for the quick save. I opened my mouth, ready to thank but instead, he continued talking. “It's a shame that your tiny face would be covered in tears again. Seems to me like you enjoy crying,” he laughed right before he withdrew his hand from my waist. This time, I wasn't prepared for the fall, landing miserably on my butt as a sharp cry of pain escaped my lips. I raised my head, using my elbow to wipe the tears that were pouring down more heavily. The betrayal of my boyfriend was still so fresh in my heart, leaving me in a vulnerable state. Students had begun to surround us, their blinding flashes of light filtering into my eyes. “Look at her! She's so crazy! Pushing herself to them just herself she gets dumped by her boyfriend!” One of them laughed while I tried to come to terms with what was just said. If my memory serves me right, I had been the only one in the abandoned class, aware of how Henry cheated on me. How then did anyone know? Had all this been a ploy by Henry himself?I didn't have the chance to think much about it as the shadow of three figures stood standing tall in front of me. How could I have bumped into the school bullies and not anyone else? And as it turned out in my misery, they were triplets and their similar faces were proof of this. “It looks like you need help with cleaning your face. Why don't you go ahead and use that?” The one standing in the middle, his blue eyes reminding me of the color of the ocean when it was being kissed by the sun. Following where his finger was pointing, my eyes fell on the familiar washroom cloth that had been known to be used by numerous boys who jacked off in the washroom. The students laughed while all three bullies stared down at me, each of them with unique looks on their faces. “Go ahead, clean it,” they all cheered, one of them even going as far as kicking the cloth straight at my hand. Like a robot, my head moved back up, staring at all three bullies. It was a known fact that one couldn't go against them and the smile they had on was proof of it. How miserable had my life become in ten minutes from being an ordinary one to one full of shame?Swallowing back the purge of irritation, my tears continued to fall as I held the cloth in my hand, my lips wobbling while silently pleading for them to stop. “Don't do this,” I whispered but I was sure everyone could hear me. Instead, they all laughed as I shamefully wiped down my tears with the hard crusted cloth in my hand.“Dear little one, you're obedient,” one of the bullies mocked as they all walked away.