[ Belladonna Point of View ]
I am currently rummaging my pink sling bag as I look for my class schedule. It's been a week, and I haven't memorized the schedules yet.My life wasn't boring in the past years because Jameson kept me company. I still don't consider him as a friend but rather a necessity. As long as he's by my side, I have someone I can control."Oh right, first class is Math," I whispered underneath my breath as I looked at the schedule.I was about to go inside the classroom, but I bumped with a very somber guy. He is wearing a black hooded jacket and converse sneakers. His hands were placed inside his pocket while listening to music on his Bluetooth earphones."Please look at where you're walking." I frigidly told him."Sorry." He glanced at me for a while and smirked."Geez," I mumbled.I went to my designated seat, particularly at the front near the windo[ Belladonna's Point of View ] I pressed the keys of my phone as I searched for something involving psychology. I spent all my time researching how and why people feel emotions. Maybe, I should be a psychologist when I grow up. In that way, I could assess these emotions better. But isn't it better if people don't feel any emotions at all? These emotions are the reasons why people won't use their brains. It just makes people dumb. I sighed deeply and lay down on my lavender-scented soft bed. At some point, I thought it would be nice if I had emotions, but most of the time, I didn't want to feel those. I was born this way, and I'm sure there are many people out there like me. "Hi, Bella!" Jameson opened the door of my room and looked at me. He's still wearing his P.E. uniform. "Go out, you stink!" I rudely replied. He mocked me and closed the door again.
[ Belladonna's Point of View ]The sun has finally risen. Its light is now penetrating through the window and touching my skin.Jameson left a while ago when students started to arrive, I observed them one by one, but I didn't notice someone suspicious.I took a deep breath and gasped for air. Why am I doing this anyway? It's not like I feel pity for that girl."Hi, Bella! How's your day? You look so depressed." I heard Angel speak beside me."None of your business," I told her without making eye contact. Her face annoys me very much.I glanced at the classroom door to see my classmates' reactions, but my peripheral vision saw this weird hooded guy yesterday who kept staring at me. And he's looking at me now.I made eye contact with him and glared at him. He's wearing a hooded jacket again, except that this time, it's red.He immediately looked away when I looked
Warning:This chapter contains scenes that might be upsetting for some readers. Read at your own risk.It's eight p.m. Everything is dark, the moon is at its peak, and there are no signs of humans in the streets.Near the streets, there's a small, rugged creepy house. It's far from town, so people don't usually notice this house. It is surrounded by enormous pine trees, grassy lands, and black ravens.Some people believe that ghosts live in that house because the people who tried to enter that house died.A few minutes later, footsteps are heard approaching that house. There are twins, carrying big black plastics each."Do we really have to do t
[ Jameson's Point of View ]This day, someone texted me that we would have a mock tournament with the neighboring university. I went to school early, but instead of teammates, I met a guy wearing glasses and taking pictures of me.What the heck?Minutes later, Bella came running to me, saying that she saw a dead body.We rushed to the classroom together and saw nothing, but I knew she was not lying based on Bella's eyes.Her mind was out of this world for minutes. Then someone messaged me again that the mock tournament was canceled.Bella suddenly told me to track the number.When the sun finally rose, I immediately
[ Belladonna's Point of View ]The weather is so great today. Clouds are blooming, the sun is blazing, and the grasses are fresh green.Jameson's grandmother said that Jameson and I need to go somewhere today to get some sunshine and socialize with new people.Ugh! I hate socializing.People suck."You two, you need to go to the park today and have a picnic! Ride a bike and get vitamin D! Say hi to everyone you meet and feed some pigeons!" Grandma gladly said while pushing Jameson and me outside this house.I am wearing a long white dress, and Jameson is wearing a blue polo and a pair of brown trousers, paired with a beret.
"Hey, I heard that Kayn and Zayn were already caught by the police.""What?! But what about Bella? Was she killed?""No, she didn't die, but I think her friend died..""If she considered him as a friend."...[ Belladonna's Point of View ]In this world, don't expect anything from anyone.What happened a year ago, I buried it in the past.Because the past will destroy you.People will leave, and you must continue to live.....I'm still entering the same middle school where everything began.
[ Belladonna's Point of View ] "What's your favorite food?" Niana asked me while we were lining up to get our lunch in the cafeteria. This girl whom I decided to be friends with is Niana. I discovered that she is an orphan. She lives in an orphanage with other kids and religious adults. If she leaves me like Jameson, I won't bargain myself again to trust anyone. "I like ice cream," I replied. "Really? Me too! Especially cookies and cream!" I just faked a smile at her. We got our lunch and went to a vacant seat in the cafeteria. This is my first tim
[ Belladonna's Point of View ] I groaned in pain as I touched my neck. This will leave a scar. Angel is on the floor unconscious with her head bleeding. Serves you right, bummer. I roamed my eyes around the area and looked for Niana, but I couldn't grasp her. I hope she's recording. I attempted to run away, but those ugly, vile kids came towards me as soon as I stepped outside the room. "What did you do to Angel?" This guy in a mohawk slash Angel's boyfriend prattled. "Why? She started it first. I already warned you all to put your asses away from me, but you guys are too stubborn." I replied and frowned at them. T
[ Calcifer's Point of View ]Hi, I am Calcifer Salvador Abalos. A five-year-old kid who loves painting, eating, playing, dancing, EVERYTHING!I'm currently painting a portrait of my mom right now. Papa said she died while giving birth to me, and I really love my mama even if I haven't seen her personally.Because love is felt by the heart and not seen by the eyes.I love my parents so much.But papa just got mad at me a while back because my girl classmate kissed me at daycare.I swear, I didn't want her.Maybe papa got jealous because he's single. So, I'm painting a portrait of mom.
[ Jameson's Point of View ]I'm standing right in front of Bella's grave. I placed the bouquet of red roses, and tears started to fall from my eyes."It's been a year, darling," I mumbled even if she couldn't hear me. I sat on the grass and looked at her, seven feet below me."Do you remember? Today is our first wedding anniversary." Tears continued flowing. I can't help but think about her.Her beauty.Her smile.Her boldness.I miss her so much."And tomorrow is your death anniversary. Also, Calcifer's first birthday," I added, stammering.
[ Bella's Point of View ] I smell strawberries. I woke up from a deep nightmare, and my head hurt so bad. "Good evening, Bella." Jameson stepped inside my room without any shirt. As soon as I saw him, I remembered him kissing the lady at the grocery. Turns out that the girl suddenly attacked him. I got jealous for no reason. YES, I WAS FREAKING JEALOUS! "WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I screamed at him. That's right, I was drunk yesterday. I had to drink so I could forget every single thing that had happened. "Why do you keep forgettin
[Bella's Point of View]Jameson was kissing a lady.I dropped my credit card, and Janice immediately tapped me. That, I came back to my consciousness."Bella, are you okay?" she asked and paid my bill.I just looked at her and smiled faintly. I don't know why but I can feel my heart in pieces.Could I possibly be jealous? No, that's not it.Maybe it just hurts because Jameson used to kiss me, and now he's kissing another woman.But does that make any difference? I shouldn't feel jealous at all. We're just-"Bella, what just happened to you?" Janic
[ Bella's Point of View ]How do I even know what love is?I pulled my hair out of frustration because I'm literally overthinking about LOVE!Janice said it's up to me to discover what love is for me, but I can't!Maybe I'm not meant to feel it. After all, I'm still a psychopath.Apparently, I'm fifty percent psychopathic because I'm not as emotionless as before.Is there such a thing?Jameson has been on my mind day and night. I'm paranoid over something I shouldn't be worrying about.Oh, Bella, what a pity!!
[ Bella's Point of View ]Four years later."You better go home, Bella. Do you plan on overworking yourself?"I glanced at my co-intern, Janice. We've been working until ten in the evening.I sighed and leaned on my swivel chair."I want to finish this whole internship thing and start working my ass off to get money," I replied and placed my hands on my face.I'm finally a psychology intern. Just a few more years, and I'll be a psychiatrist."Just stop worrying about that! You're the top student anyway. You'll be a great psychiatrist even if you don't join the internship," Janice said and grabbe
[Bella's Point of View]I smell strawberry cake. It's my favorite.I walked outside my room and saw Jameson baking. He wasn't wearing any shirt, just my apron and a pair of black jeans."What are you doing?" I asked, and he looked at me."Good morning, Bella. Sorry, it's hot, so I had to remove my shirt," he explained.I wasn't asking about it but never mind.It's been ten days since the incident, and I'm back at the dorm. Even if they already allowed me to live in the mansion, I will never go back.I heard Niana was brought to a mental hospital. I want to talk to her about her last words during
Warning: This chapter contains scenes that might be uncomfortable for some readers. Read at your own risk.[ Bella's Point of View ]"Hi, Bella," Niana muttered and smiled at me as soon as she shot a bullet directly on Copper's head.Angel looked at her older brother, lying on the floor, dead while blood was continuously dripping from his skull. She cried out loud for her brother's name and looked at Niana with a deadly stare."WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!" She screamed while hugging the corpse of her brother."Well, I couldn't let the both of you kill Bella. You shouldn't be doing my job," Niana said in a very different tone from how she used to speak to me before.
[ Bella's Point of View ]"Cooper," I mumbled.He was wearing a uniform of a delivery guy, but that didn't stop me from recognizing who he was.He let out a chuckle and stared blankly at me."You weren't killing people these past years. What happened?" He asked and slightly tilted his head.I didn't speak a word. How did he find me? Why is he wearing a delivery guy uniform? Why is he here?A lot of thoughts are coming inside my head."Hmm, you won't answer? Is it because you are busy flirting with two men?"How dare he?