Brielle's POV.I sat in my room, my fingers tapping impatiently on my desk. The mere thought of Hailey made my blood boil. I had never met someone so infuriating, so utterly undeserving of the good things that came her way. As she stared at the wall, her mind filled with dark thoughts."Why does she get everything?" I muttered to myself. "She's so fake, always pretending to be nice. But I know her true colors."I pressed my legs on the floor in anger as I thought of her. Still, in a rage, a picture of Hailey flashed on my phone screen, a reminder of the source of my anger. My jaw clenched as I imagined all the ways I could make Hailey pay for what she did to me. She took Ryan away from me and still has the guts to insult me. How dare she?!"I wish she die!" I whispered venomously. "She should just disappear from my life, from everyone's life. I'm sure no one would miss her."My gaze turned to the window, watching the sun setting in the distance. The idea of Hailey's absence brought a
Hailey's POV.I sat at my desk, nervously tapping my pencil against my notebook. The incident at the library weighed heavily on my mind. I knew I had been unfair to Brielle, but the anger and frustration had clouded my judgment. Now, as I was waiting for the inevitable retaliation, my stomach churned with anxiety.The classroom buzzed with the usual pre-lesson chatter. I glanced around, trying to gauge Brielle's mood. Brielle sat a few rows ahead, her posture tense as she scribbled notes. I couldn't shake the feeling that Brielle was planning something.During the break, I decided to confront Brielle. She approached her desk, her heart racing. "Brielle, can we talk?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.Brielle looked up, her eyes cold and calculating. "What do you want, Hailey?" she replied, her tone icy."I just want to apologize for what happened at the library," I said, feeling a lump form in my throat. "I know I was wrong, and I'm sorry."Brielle's expression softened for a m
Ryan's POV.I had angrily left the ward with the intention of dealing with Brielle and knowing who Hailey was, I knew that she would send Shirley after me, she would make her feel alone in the ward, which wouldn't be nice.As I drove, I picked out my phone and called Dad, "Ryan, what's happening?" He knew that I wouldn't call him if nothing was wrong, and it wasn't my fault, I didn't just need him that much like I should and he was mostly not around, so it was not my fault."Where are you, Dad?" I questioned him, with my eyes focusing on the road."Home with my wife, of course." He replied and laughed, I wondered what was funny.I rolled my eyes, wife, indeed. I thought. "Hailey got into an accident in school, a.....""What? Where is she presently?" He cut me off and I think Hailey's Mom questioned him about what happened, because he said, "Hailey got into an accident in school." How news flies."You shouldn't have cut me off Dad, I was about to tell you everything." I berated."Oh, s
Ryan's POV.The sun hung lazily in the morning, the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the cityscape as I pulled up to Micah's house. I honked twice, knowing Micah would be ready and waiting with the others. Micah, Jace, and Leo bounced out of the house with a wide grin."About time, man! The day's wasting away," Micah exclaimed as he jumped into my car."Hey man," Leo wiggled my shoulders and settled down while Jace entered with a handshake from me."You're looking good." He complimented and I laughed, knowing that he didn't even see what I was wearing. I was sitting in the driver's seat while he was sitting in the backseat, so how would he see me? There's no way he could."Where are we going?" Micah questioned anxiously."Relax, Micah. We're on schedule," I chuckled, glancing at my watch. "I'm thinking of going for a short hike and later, we could crash at the court to play soccer before leaving for home," I told them my plans. "What do you guys think?""I think it is a good idea.
Hailey's POV.I was discharged from the hospital, and a mix of relief and anxiety swept through me. The sterile hospital smell clung to my clothes as I sat quietly in the backseat of Uncle Elijah's car, Mom beside him. The ride home was silent, filled with unspoken tension and the weight of recent events hanging heavily in the air.I glanced out the window, watching the familiar streets pass by in a blur. I couldn't shake off the feeling of vulnerability that had settled over me since the incident in the chemistry lab. The bandage on her hand served as a constant reminder of Brielle's vindictiveness and the consequences of her choices.As we pulled up to Ryan's house, Uncle Elijah turned off the engine, breaking the silence."We're here," he announced softly, looking at me through the rearview mirror with a mix of concern and reassurance.I nodded, feeling a knot form in my stomach. Taking a deep breath, I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened the car door.Uncle Elijah got out of the car
Hailey's POV.Just as Mom said and I know, Aunty Rebecca came back just the next day, with more determination, she wanted to push Mom out of the house and take her place but she resolved to violence, which was what I hated in her choice of things.It was in the early morning. I stood in the center of the chaos in the sitting room, my heart racing as I watched the confrontation unfold between Mom and Ryan's mom all over again, but this time, Uncle Elijah was in and he was with them.He stood beside Mom, his expression a mix of concern and disbelief. Ryan, who had just arrived in the sitting room from his room, looked torn between wanting to intervene and not knowing how to defuse the situation.Aunty Rebecca's voice thundered through the room, accusing Mom of betrayal and using colorful language that made me flinch."How dare you come back here and pretend like everything's fine? You're nothing but a husband snatcher, a homewrecker!" Rebecca's words were like daggers, stabbing at my he
Ryan's POV.Mom came again as usual to cause trouble, but I couldn't let her in, Hailey was still healing from the turmoil that her last visit caused and I couldn't help but stop her from entering, I was sick of always letting her in only to cause Harley more pain."Ryan, what are you doing?" She asked me unbelievably."I'm stopping you from entering, Mom. You will only go in there are cause more pain to people who don't deserve it. You have been doing that for days now and I have been foolishly letting you in over and all over again, but not today. You should leave immediately." I wanted to close the door but she stopped me."Are you chasing your mother away from her house Ryan? What had that woman turned you to? I didn't bring you up to be disrespectful to me, I don't know that my child would be cruel to me." She was using a guilt trick on me, and I knew it. I still spoke with her though."Mom. If you were Hailey's Mom, I'm sure you would have killed yourself by now, if you see the
Hailey's POV.My eyes fluttered open as the soft morning light filtered through my curtains, casting a warm glow across my room. It was Monday, the beginning of my final exams, and a mix of excitement and nervousness filled my thoughts. I stretched lazily in bed, feeling the weight of the upcoming challenges ahead. I had no exam that day, til the morrow I was going to the library with Shirley to read.As I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, memories from the previous weeks flooded my mind. The incident in the chemistry lab still lingered, the sting of Brielle's insincere apology and the scar in my hand serving as constant reminders. But today, I vowed to focus on my exams and push aside any distractions. I must graduate in a few months.I swung my legs out of bed and padded over to my desk. The stack of textbooks and notes seemed to mock me, reminding me that every hard word would begin to reflect today.As I flipped open my biology textbook, my phone buzzed with a message from