The Villainess Fierce Revenge

Chapter Four

AFTER my exhausting day at school, I was greeted by Nana Cyrene in the grand foyer. As I got out of the car, I immediately give my bag to one of the maids in waiting before I faced my Nana.

          I can’t help but wonder, how many years since the last time that she waited for me like this? That despite my arrogance and rude words to her not even once she scolded me.

          I calm myself as Nana gave me her so familiar smile. “Welcome home, Lady Celestine.”

          I simply nodded as I made my way inside of the mansion, I stopped in my tracks when I smelled something heavenly coming from the kitchen.

          I gulped, and can’t help myself but salivating on that smell, how many years since I tasted Nana’s famous Apple Pies? Ah, yes, now I remember, I stop eating those when Mika told me I am getting too fat eating sweet food. Me being the i***t I was, I angrily reprimanded my Nana that’s she’s making me fat for others to laugh at me.

          Having remembered those times, I can’t help but want to ask myself why am I too i***t listening to what Mika always said to me at that time.

          I let myself dance in the palm of their hands as they slowly ruined every relationship that I have. So that when I don’t know what can I turn to, they will be there, and easily manipulate me.

          I shook my head, trying to clear those memories that I don’t need right now.

          I let out a breath before I to my Nana who is following me.

          “Is that an Apple Pie, Nana?”

          I can immediately see the worry in her eyes when she realizes what I ask. Ah, right it seems that it was just a week when I told her that I won’t eat any more pies when it’s been years since the last time that I’ve tasted it.

          “I-I’m sorry, I forgot what you had told me, don’t worry I’ll just take it away,” she said in a calm voice when I can see her flustered action.

          So before she got away I immediately stop her, “It’s okay Nana, I want to eat it,” my voice trailed off.

          But instead of confusion I can see my Nana’s understanding and nod at me before smiling. “Okay, I’ll prepare it on the porch; do you want a warm milk with it?”

          “Yes, please.”

          I don’t know where this kind of urgency came from but the next thing that I notice I almost run on my way to my room. Then immediately change my dress with a simple one. I wear a comfortable blouse and short jeans before I made my way to the back porch.

          The sun is already setting gives an orange hue to the sky, as the wind is slowly blowing putting little ripples in the water on the pool. I can also smell the roses, as their beautiful garden setting where Nana set up the apple pie, a cup of warm milk, and a pitcher of water beside it.

          I didn’t manage to see where my Nana had gone to but she probably knows that I like eating with no disturbance especially with my favorite apple pie. So I just got to my seat and started eating.

          I simply savor this chance to have some peace, because I know that whether the net time that I open my eyes, the fate that was written for me will change, no rather it is changing and this time now one can stop it.

          “Good Morning!” I immediately put on my fake smile, as I saw Mika walking down the hallway as I got my way inside the school. She is probably thinking of doing something to smear my not so good reputation.

          After what I have done yesterday, she will probably pull something from her sleeves just to make me look ‘bad’ in front of other people.

          “I-I’m sorry about yesterday,”

          I looked at her confused, especially when I saw her on that pitiful face. Yeah, she is beautiful I admit that especially with her blue eyes and angelic-like face yet she is already rotting inside no matter what I looked at her.

          “Why are you apologizing?” I asked in a confused voice.

          She is making a scene as we are now the center of attraction.

          “Because you know, you gave me brand new clothes even though you promise me to hand me downs. I can’t help but feel guilty about it.”

          Ah yes, here it is again, the scheme is starting again because she failed yesterday.

          “What are guilty about?” I smiled which shocked her. In this kind of scenario, I usually portray the arrogance I possess and making her see how rich I am. Money isn’t a problem, yet for others, they see me as nothing but a spoiled brat who always has his Daddy’s money. “You are my friend, Mika, despite what others think I always treat you as my sister, right?”

          Let just see how she will handle this as whispered are heard on what I just said. My, I want to laugh now as I can see Mika flustered not even prepared for her answer.

          “O-of course,” I want to say that her voice almost cracked. “It’s just that I-I just want to impose on you.”

          “Of course not,” I waved at her dismissively. “It’s my pleasure to help.”

          She can’t do anything but simply nod, biting her lips before bowing her head. But before that, I can see the glint of malice beneath those eyes.

          So when she walked in front of me, I make sure to alert myself. And in just a plan of seconds, Mika deliberately tripped herself so I immediately hold her arms, but because of the momentum and her weight, I didn’t stabilize myself. In the end, I am the one who kissed the floor as I twisted my ankles. I can’t help but as I writhe in pain while holding it.

          “Oh my God! Aina!” Mika is the first one to snap out of it well because I manage to stop her plans, which got me hurt in the first place.

          Damn, since when was the last time I felt this pain? I can immediately feel my dress soaking in a cold sweat as I stop myself from shouting in pain.  don’t know why they are simply watching me rather than calling a teacher or helping me to stand up. Cursing every name that I know that is on this campus.

          The next thing I know is a man got near me, immediately supporting my back. “Hold on to me,” said a cold and indifferent voice yet somehow I can feel the gentleness in his action as he carried me princess style.

          I don’t know what came into me, but my arms automatically encircle his neck. Whether I am afraid that I’ll fall or what, but I tried to relax as I looked into my savior.

          That’s when I realize who he is, It’s the man that I helped yesterday, I don't know his name for the obvious reason that I don’t want to be associated with him, But there are things that I can’t control the reason for my current dilemma.

          I simply cursed Mika on my mind, but then seeing how flustered he was and dark her face is when I was carried by this man, or whatever his name is.

          Speaking of her, where did she go this time? And here I thought she will continue that pitiful act of hers and then wear that worried face while apologizing to me.

          Such a drama queen, I inwardly scoffed. Then I focus on my current situation.

          “Why did you help me?” I asked as he is carrying me effortlessly as we are making our way in the clinic.

          “Why did you help me, yesterday?”  he shot back.

          I rolled my eyes before answered. “Because I’m bored.”

          He just hummed then I repeated my question. “So? Why did you help me?”

          “Because I’m bored,”

          If I just didn’t know that I am currently injured right now I probably push this somewhere near a stair and walk away.

          Speaking with him will probably reduce my IQ no less so I decided to shut up, and many agonizing minutes later. We finally got into the medical bay.

          It is a detached building, with three floors and looks like a mini-hospital. Of course, it also has high-end facilities knowing how the students here came from prestigious families.

          But instead of letting me ride in a wheelchair as a nurse immediately gave her attention. The latter still decided to carry me up into the room and deposited me on a white soft bed.

          “What happened to you?”

          “Just got on an accident,” I answered as I try not to put some weight on my left foot.

          “She got sprained.” the boy who brought me here answered.

          “Asher, aren’t you suppose in class?”

          “Aren’t you suppose tend to her rather than noticing me? No one will ever look for me even I didn’t attend.” The nurse just sighed; she seems to know him, based on their conversation.

          Wait a minute? Asher? For some reason, that name rings a bell but I just can’t remember where. 

          But my train of thought goes interrupted as gasps in pain when the nurse carefully peels off my wedge sandals.

          Yeah, I’ll deal with those later, for now, I want this pain to stop. It hurts, but then it only means that I am still alive. So I don’t really whether I will like this pain or not.

          The nurse got hold of the painful part on my ankle I can’t help but groan, it’s official, I don’t like it.