The Bad Boy’s Rival.

11.

                                                                                                                                     Me:

                                                                                                                     Girl!! Where the hell are you?

Hope:

I'm so sorry for being this late.

Flight time was shifted.

Almost at your school though.

                                                                                                                                Me:

                                                                                               b***h better be here soon. Plan is going down in 15     

                                                                                               minutes. I need your support

Hope:

Relax asshole.

I'll be there in 10 based on

Google map.

Don't worry we're pulling that 

bitch down together.

Love you.

                 Just in case you're still confused, today is finally Halloween and my grande revenge is about to take place. Hope should be here to cheer me, but as usual, she's late. 

       To be honest the school's Halloween party is actually amazing although I'm kinda bored sitting here alone.   

       Yeah!You heard me right, I'm sitting alone like a lonely heartbroken teenage girl which I am most definitely not.

While waiting for Hope, let's go over reasons why I'm here all alone instead of having fun with the rest.

1. Broke up with my asshole of a 'boyfriend' and since then I've been avoiding him because last time he saw me, he actually had the guts to try and kiss me. It took a lot of restraint not to break his nose. I knew getting a boyfriend whether fake or real was definitely  a bad idea.

2. You know those three jerks called Damon, Cole and Jeffrey? Yes, they're jerks for now. They've been avoiding me like a plague and I really think they're hiding something from me.

3. My brain is  too preoccupied with my revenge plan which is stopping me from thinking about anything else. I want it to be successful and I also want Hope with me so we can laugh our asses off together.

So yeah, that's why I look like a lonely heartbroken teenage girl.

I was still looking around at the remaining student body having fun when my phone buzzed. It was Hope.

Hope.

I'm at your school gate, come outside-

I did not even bother to open the text fully, the part I could read was all the news I needed. I stood up from my seat and started in the direction of the school gate. 

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I got to the school gate and saw Hope standing there in all her Indiana Jones' glory. She loves that movie so much, I already suspected this will be her costume. She was on the phone with someone and judging from the scowl on her face, she wasn't so happy.

"Hey asshole." She said opening her arms wide for a hug.                                                                             “Ready for revenge?" She asked tightening her arms around me.

"Hell yeah." I said returning her hug with the same vigour.

We pulled away from the hug and just stared at each other.

"You look hella hot. Like some sexy Dracula." Hope finally said as she gave my outfit a once over.

"Thank you. You look stunning too." I replied her and checked my watch.

We had about three minutes before my timer goes off and Darcy gets what she deserves.

"Come on let's go inside. We have few minutes before my timer goes off." I said pulling Hope's arm in the direction of the school.

"Wait!" Hope said making me halt.                                                                                                                           "Are you sure you're okay with him being here?" She asked looking worried.

"Who being here? What the hell are you talking about?" I asked in total confusion. 

I'd have thought she was joking, but she won't be this worried over a joke.

"I swear, I tried my best to stop him from coming but he convinced my dad not to let me come alone." She said pinching her palm.                                                                                                                                              "Did you read the entire message I sent?" She asked when she noticed my confused look.

"Ughhh.....no?" I said a little unsure.                                                                                                                  "What's it about?" I asked.

"Oh s**t this is not-"

"Hope isn't she here yet?" A voice I knew too well said, interrupting Hope's statement.

"I swear, this wasn't my idea." Hope said with pleading eyes.

"Hey Kim, been a while. You didn't even return any of my calls or messages back." Dwayne said extending his hand towards me. 

Was he for real? Did he actually expect me to just shake hands with him like nothing happened?

"What the f**k are you doing here?" I asked angrily.

"Thought I'll see if you've finally come up to my standards." He replied with an arrogant smirk.

That was it. That was all it took for me to snap.

I slapped him hard and walked as far away from where he was as fast as I could.

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I don’t know how or when but I found my way to my car and drove myself back home. Hope kept screaming my name, but I just couldn't take it. I couldn't let myself get hurt again.

So here I was in bed sulking like a very sad and heartbroken teenage girl which I actually am. 

I'm guessing I've lost you guys again. This is a part of my past I don't want to revisit,but I'll have to do so for your sakes.

TRIGGER WARNING.

This whole thing started almost three years ago, Dwayne is Hope's older brother, also my brother's best friend. We started dating few months to my fifteenth birthday. 

Don't freak out, he's only a year and some months older than me.

Everything was going fine between both of us and my brother had finally accepted the fact we were together (that took a lot of negotiation with him though) and everyone at school knew about us in no time. Let's not even talk about the number of girls who were jealous. As much as I hate him now, I must admit that Dwayne is drop-dead gorgeous.

About two weeks after my sixteenth birthday, Dwayne started making s****l advances towards me. At first I thought it was just a phase but it kept going that way for almost a month. 

Don't get me wrong, he was an amazing boyfriend, but then, I was barely sixteen years old so definitely the idea of s*x will be scary as hell.

Things became a little weird between us, we started having arguments over meaningless things, Dwayne reduced how often he came over, we became distant as days went by. Honestly, I should have read the signs but I was so naïve back then.

The night before his birthday I decided to give him what he wanted as a birthday gift. If you think I'm dumb for doing that, that's your business, I was just really tired of our awkwardness.

Well, I got to his place few minutes to midnight and since I didn't want to wake anyone up, I climbed the wall to enter through his window. 

I got to his room feeling happy and excited, I couldn't wait for his reaction so I started stripping my clothes of, when I was left in just my underwear I turned on the lights only to be greeted by a naked Dwayne cuddling one of the cheerleaders of our school.

Embarrassing fact - She was naked too. 

The lights woke them up and the rest of that scene is something I don't even want to talk about.

Long story short, I was insulted and humiliated by my boyfriend and his hookup. I was so hurt I quickly wore my stuff back and started my journey back home.

I was about fifteen minutes away from my house when I was stopped by some buff guy. My brain gave me the red signal, but I couldn't move, I was still in shock from finding out that my boyfriend cheated on me.

I was r***d.

Yes, you heard that right.

I! LOST! MY! VIRGINITY! THROUGH! r**e!

That's something no one knows though. I couldn't sum up the courage to talk to anyone about it, especially since I had no idea who the SOAB who did it was.

I was broken that night, first my boyfriend cheats on me and says I wasn't good enough and then I get r***d. I felt dirty and I was disgusted with myself. That day scarred me for life, that was the day I turned from sweet little Kimora Martins to hell wrecking Kim.

I knew it wasn't my fault I was r***d, but still..it just hurt so much.

Everyone thought the reason I broke up with Dwayne was because he cheated but honestly, it wasn't. 

I would have forgiven him for that, but the fact that he humiliated me, and I got r***d on my way back home, just made me take a firm decision about what I wanted.

I became reckless, I started sleeping around carelessly, that was until early last year when my-

My phone buzzed bringing out my thoughts. I picked it up and saw the notification of a message.

Unknown.

I saw you running off tonight. I have no idea what's going on with you, but just remember you  have people who actually care about you.

By the way, nice prank you pulled on Darcy, don't even s**t me that it wasn't, you. The video will probably be viral by tomorrow morning.

Be good.

C. D.

I have no idea who that text was from, but it made me feel a little better.

It's a shame I didn't see my grande finale for Darcy. Can't wait to see the video.

Those were the last thoughts I had before I was consumed by darkness and taken to dreamland.