The Equinox Princess

Chapter 6

The three friends finally managed to escape to the restroom, where they collapsed against the sinks, trying to calm their frazzled nerves. Lizbeth's mind was still reeling, replaying the confrontation with Brandon over and over in her head.

Martha broke the silence, her voice barely above the whisper. "Lizbeth, we have to stop bullying Clover. What if next time it's not Brandon who confronts us, but Bernard?"

The mention of Bernard's name had an immediate effect on Lizbeth, her face paling and her eyes widened in fear.

Martha's expression was grim. "I don't want to end up with broken legs. Remember what happened to Warner, the college jock? Bernard broke his legs just for bumping onto him by mistake. Apologies didn't matter to him." Martha shook her head, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and disgust. "I don't want to cross that line, Lizbeth. It's not worth it."

Louisiana chimed in; her voice laced with concern. "I think Martha's right, Lizbeth. I don't want to cross paths with Brandon and Bernard. They're not to be messed with."

Lizbeth turned to face her friends, a defensive glint in her eyes. "You two stop trying to scare me. I can handle myself. I have biker friends who will be happy to help me."

But Martha and Louisiana exchanged a skeptical glance. They knew Lizbeth's bravado was just a facade.

Martha's voice was firm. "Lizbeth, listen to us. This isn't a game. Brandon and

Bernard was not a person to be trifled with. And what's with nonsense about seeking help from your biker friends? You can't be serious."

Lizbeth's eyes flashed with defiance. "Why not? They owe me favours. And they'll do whatever it takes to help me."

Martha's expression turned angry. "Lizbeth, that's insane. Some of those bikers are crooks, wanted by the police. And you're considering seeking their help? If you're going to do something that stupid, then leave us out of it. We don't want to be dragged down with you."

Louisiana added, her voice laced with concern, "And you might lose Nicholas if you continue to harass his ex. He's not going to stand it."

But Lizbeth just laughed, a maniacal glint in her eye. "Oh, don't worry about that. I have a surprise waiting for him. He's never going anywhere, because he's mine. Her voice was dripping with possessiveness, and her friends exchanged worried glances.

Martha's eyes narrowed; her brow furrowed in concern. "Lizbeth, what's going on with you? You're starting to scare us."

Louisiana nodded in agreement. "Yeah, Lizbeth, you need to snap out of it. This obsession with Nicholas and your vendetta against Clover is consuming you. You're losing yourself in all of this."

Lizbeth's eyes flashed with anger, her voice dripping with venom. "I won't back down. That b***h needs to know who owns Nicholas."

Martha and Louisiana exchanged a disbelieving glance, their faces etched with

concern. They shook their heads, realizing that their friend had lost all sense of reason.

With a collective sigh, they turned to leave, abandoning Lizbeth to her own toxic thoughts.

"We're out of here, Lizbeth. You're on your own," Martha said, her voice firm but worried.

As they walked out of the restroom, Louisiana whispered to Martha, "We need to distance ourselves from her. She's going to drag us with her.

Martha nodded her head in agreement.