LOGINPrologue
Vanessa
Fuming millennia of profanities while marching down the halls with my face red and the holes of my ears and nose puffing thick smoke infinitely, I roamed my sight around every corner of the area furiously with my red, bloodshot eyes, finding the girls' locker room. Being the school's playboy he is, I knew he would be there, probably doing an ugly and disgusting gang bang with the school's cheerleaders. Just because his parents are the ones who contributed a lot of funds in the school doesn't mean that he could make himself the king of the campus, every student in this school his fucking slave and the girls' locker room his brothel.
Finding the door that had the huge sign LOCKER ROOM, I knocked-- oh wait, no, I banged my knuckles on the door furiously, not caring of the possible repercussions that are going to happen.
Seconds later, my jaw dropped hard on the floor, not because of how the door softly opened, revealing the leader of the cheerleading squad, Stacy but because of her current state. She is right in front of me, freaking half-naked! God, I cannot believe my eyes, her large boobs and pink, erected nipples flaunting out right in front of me!
"Oh it's you," she smiled sweetly at me that stunned me. What.the.fuck. since when did I ever see Stacy smile genuinely?! Like, NEVER. She opened the door wider for me, "Come in. We've been expecting you." Say what? Who in the world is we?
Taking the opportunity, I stood straight on my boots and made my way inside the girl's locker room, only to see a complete nightmare before me. I almost made the sign of the cross. Good Lord, Jesus Christ, everyone inside the girls' locker room was half of the school's female population, and they were all naked! As in completely naked! A lot worse than going in commando!
I looked around, gasping in horror until my eyes laid to him. There he is in all his fucking goddamn glory, Friso Drew de Vries. Sitting like a king comfortably on a spot, still completely clothed, chewing and blowing up another one of his pink-colored bubblegum. Oh, and have I mentioned his tattooed face is painted with loads of lipstick kisses of various shades? I guess not. What a fucking manwhore.
Glaring daggers at him heatedly, I strolled towards him, completely ignoring my naked female schoolmates and the two cheerleaders who were sitting on his lap who fitted perfectly due to his huge size, kissing his neck up and down simultaneously. He looked at me with a goofy smile on his lips, as if he was anticipating my intrusion. What a fucker.
"Hello, baby girl. Wanna join?" he asked me and reached his hand out to my right cheek, caressing it softly like a piece of fragile thing. He blew and popped his bubblegum right at my face. What a jerk.
I scoffed and slapped his hand away, "I did not come here to have a gang bang with you and your girls," I huffed at him, my anger resurging back when I remembered why I've come here, "I came here because I got an F on three of my subjects."
The room fell silent for a moment, and it soon erupted with a huge tsunami of ear-splitting laughter, a big thanks to Friso's sluts-- pesky cheerleaders, I mean.
"And?" he asked, his lips curling as if he was stopping himself from laughing, "How does your grade concern me?" he asked as if he was a victim of faux allegation. He has improved his acting skills now, huh? Wow.
"I know you have something to do with this!" I accused, stomping my foot in anger and my eyes burning holes at him.
"Oh, right," he gave off a knowing smirk, as if he now knows what I was talking about, "I did bribe three instructors to lower your A's into F's," he said cooly as if it was all nothing.
Hearing the confirmation come out from his lips, my blood instantly boiled and made a marathon to my face. How dare he do that?!
I seethed, "Well, what the actual fu--"
"I can even do it in the last quarter if I want to," he cuts me off, placing a hand on his chin while blowing up his stupid, pink-colored bubble gum. Fucking di--
I shut my eyes tightly, counting from one to ten to calm myself down, like what mom had taught me since I was young. Remember, Vanessa, just keep yourself calm and collected at all times, "What the fuck do you want, Friso?" I asked, saying each word slowly.
"My condition is very easy to comply, love," he told me, his pair of steel grey eyes boring to mine as if saying I already know what he wanted, though I do not.
"What?" I asked. It didn't take him a while to answer my question.
"Come back to me."
Kapittel 7VanessaI got my books faster than expected and arrived at my class on time with the cost of my legs shaking and lungs burning. Running from one building to another and taking stairs to the fourth floor was a sport since the building's elevator was only exclusive to instructors and Student Council Officers, per se the student handbook. Luckily, there wasn't much effort for an explanation to Mr. Boro, the math instructor was already expecting me in his class and he was the one who introduced me to the class so I only stood on the platform, in front of my new classmates while staring at the wall until he told me where to sit, at the back, beside a brown-haired ebony girl with the sleeves of her uniform rolled up to her shoulders and face wearing a welcoming smile."Hi! I'm Georgia but I prefer being called Georgie," she introduced herself cheerfully as she of
Morpheus' Note: This is the song featured in this chapter is The Day You Said Goodnight by Hale. I love this song totes and oh, please answer the question at the end of the chapter! Kapittel 6VanessaEver since Dad died, I have been restless. I can't take a good sleep since I'm haunted with nightmares and can't go back to sleep because I become scared of the nightmare coming back again, the nightmare that endlessly flashes the scenes that I'd most lovingly forget over and over again like a broken cassette tape. It renders me to just lay in bed and think of little things and matters which leads to another reason why I can't sleep, I can't control my running, rumbling thoughts that suddenly goes from one small matter that soon turns dark for no reason, and also my uncontrollable mood that sometimes makes me separate logic with my emotions. I've been experie
CHAPTER 5 Vanessa"Honey, dinner's ready," I heard mom said while knocking on the door. Instead of standing up and opening to door for her, I paid no attention and hug my knees tighter, staring blankly at the wall with endless tears in my eyes.I don't know what I'm feeling right now, it's like a combination of anger, sadness, surprise, and disappointment. He was still being the same asshole in the last semester of middle school. I thought that he would at least go back with his old personality and we'd be able to break the wall that separated our long friendship right in that place, at that moment. I thought it was time for healing, forgiving. But, I guess, they were just my assumptions.Sniffing, I reminisced my childhood, my times with the twins and Friso. We used to play in the park's playground, especially in the sandbox and build sand
CHAPTER 4Friso"Drew, honey... wake up... wake up, sweetheart..." Friso groaned outwardly and yanked his mother's hand that was shaking his arm away softly. After that wild party at Exzur's last night, he thinks he deserves a long rest. School won't be a bother, after all, a thick wad of bucks is enough for an instructor to put his name a check on the record, and he has lots and lots of wads of cash. He kept my eyes closed and continued to delve into his deep slumber.He heard his mother groaned for the nth time. A ghost smirk crept into his face. His mother, Allison, finally gave up.
CHAPTER 3VanessaI feel homesick and nostalgic at the same time. I don't know why but I miss our old house but I want to stay here too. Weird. But maybe because I've got too attached to the people my family has met and created friendship with at Washington, especially my gang. Not to mention that dad and I made lots and lots of what I consider as the most memorable days that I miss. While here, in Scarsdale, I've created millennia of childhood memories and relationships that I have forgotten but badly want to revive, especially with Enen and Eccay, my closest childhood friends. Sigh. If only I could live in two places at once.Trying to kiss the morbid combination of feelings away, I raised my tired back, raised my arms, and stretch. Yesterday was tiring, we had a super long
Kapittel 2VanessaIt was a raining heavily, the clouds were thick and grey attacking silent, wet and smelly road with little raindrops while the wind howls and swishes profoundly back and forth. I couldn't be any more annoyed that I'm not helping dad with our financial problems that caused him to sell our car and buy a cheap motorcycle. With a helmet on his head, he held on the clutches tightly, trying to remain his balance with the tires slipping smoothly on the road while I, on the other hand, was only hugging his huge stomach tightly. It was silent, cold trip when I noticed that he accelerated the motorcycle's speed. "Dad, slow d