|Rose's P.O.V|
"We should ask the principal if we can have a masquerade ball like last year." Laura says excitedly, taking a sip of her coke.
I stare around the cafeteria in silence, everyone talking and laughing about something. Why were they all happy? Why can't my life be like theirs?
"Yeah, but remember what happened last year, Lydia went to Zachary's dorm after the party and got pregnant!" Lewis exclaims horrified "And she didn't even know it was Zach at first."
"What do you think Rose, can you try to convince your dad?"
"Hello?..... Rose?... Asshole? WILL YOU ANSWER ME!?"
"Huh, What?" My attention was now on a fuming Laura, who was glaring me.
"What's wrong? You're very...distant today." She questions with concern.
Malcolm beside me shifts uncomfortably in his spot as he notices what I was staring at earlier.
Laura follows our gaze and her eyes widen when she finally notices. "Rose...Why the fuck is that bastard sucking face with Angelica!?"
I shrug, digging my nails into my palm as an attempt to stop the tears from spilling out.
**'You don't exist to me anymore.' **
I knew he'd hate me once he'd remember but part of me was wishing he wouldn't and that he would be understanding and know that I regret every word.
I was only angry because I didn't want to accept my feelings towards him. I felt like he was only using me when he would kiss me one second then the next he'd be flirting with Laura.
I've already had my heart shattered once. And when you've been hurt before, you're afraid to start trusting people, afraid to open up and allow yourself to let other people in.
I look up at Kyle again, only to find that whilst he was kissing Angelica, he was looking straight at me. "I uhm, need to go.....to the toilet." I mumble awkwardly, avoiding eye contact and quickly scurry out of the cafeteria before the tears burst out of my eyeballs. I, however, felt his eyes on me every step out.
After a long day of school work, I forcibly drag myself back to my dorm, feeling my eyes heavy with emotional and physical exhaustion.
"Why do you look so sad, Daisy?" A familiar deep voice says gently, lifting my chin up to meet his eyes. I gasp in shock as I try to move but I seemed to be frozen in my spot.
I realised I was sitting on his lap in a bedroom that seemed new and unfamiliar to me. His other hot hand placed on my lower back, feeling like its burning through my skin.
Wait....
Skin!?
I hesitantly look down and noticed that I was only in a bra and short shorts. My breathing accelerates as I begin to panic.
"No, no, no, no, no, no," I shake my head continuously, tears spilling from terror. "Please, leave me alone, you're meant to be dead." I panic as I struggled in his grasp. His grip only seemed to be getting tighter every time I struggled.
"Hush now," He says in a hushed whisper, leaning his forehead against mine, his stare burning deeply into my soul as he places a finger on my lips. "You don't want me to get angry now do you?" He lifts a perfect eyebrow up.
My lips trembled in fear as I sat there silently, immobilised.
"Answer me! Do you?" He says sternly, grabbing my chin and forcing my head up.
I choke back a sob as I shake my head no, staring into his eyes. His eyes flicker in mischief as he gazed at my lips, licking his lips in the process.
Please don't. I silently beg, hoping that this is only a nightmare, but everything felt real.
"Why did you kill me, love?" His voice deep and mocking.
My eyes widen. "N-no, I-I didn't..."
He chuckles sarcastically. "Yes you did. You scram and scared the shit out of me. I lost control because of you." He whispers in my ears, leaving a small peck behind my ear lobe.
I shiver in disgust and terror, however, judging by the gleam in his eyes, he took it as a shiver of pleasure and smashed his lips against mine. He held both my wrists behind my back as he continued to attack my mouth, forcibly shoving his tongue in.
I almost moaned at the sensation had I not realised that this man is in fact a killer. I screamed against his lips, thrashing in his hold which did no good other than hearing him groan.
Oh god...
"That feels good, baby." He murmurs, gently nibbling on my bottom lip.
I knew what he was talking about when I felt something hard poking my inner thigh. I was terrified, scared and about to pee my pants, well shorts in this case.
"Please let m-me go." I whimper, pushing his chest away from me but still no avail.
He suddenly lies me down on my back and hovers over me, his well built frame towering over me with power. It wasn't until I felt him unclasp my bra did I really begin to panic.
He was going to rape me.
A dead teenage killer is going to rape me.
"NOOOOO. PLEASE STOP, DON'T DO THIS!" Tears were pouring out like a waterfall out of control, I kicked and punched and tried to poke his eyes but it was no use. The bra was off and he was staring at me hungrily.
"HELP ME PLEASE!"
"Don't worry hon, I'm here."
"NO STOP IT, DON'T TOUCH ME."
"Wake up!"
I sit up with jolt, breathing heavily as I take in my surroundings. I look to my left where my digital clock was displaying 2:46 am.
"Here." Laura says softly, handing me a bottle of cold water and sits beside me, grabbing me in for a side hug and stroking my hair with soft fingers.
"Same nightmare again?"
I nod, having calmed down a little after knowing it was only a dream. "The bedroom looked different though," I say quietly. "And he said that it was my fault that he's..."
"No," She says firmly, turning my shoulders so that I was facing her. "It was his psychotic and deceiving brain that led him to his fate. He allowed his insanity to take over. He deserved what he got."
Do people really deserve to die?
A question that most would answer yes to. Because it's only fair for them to end up underground for all the pain and suffering they have caused for others.
Whether they've killed an innocent, raped a vulnerable individual, abused or bullied another physically weaker than them or whatever inhumane act they've committed.
But then, have we ever considered what might have been the reason for a person to act a certain way?
We were all born innocent right?
So what makes someone evil, inhumane and heartless?
"UGH! I hate Math." I groan, banging my forehead against the table. "I'm more of a science person than math."
"I'm the opposite actually." Malcolm pipes in, rubbing my back.
"Well then help me with this stupid question!"
He grabs my pencil and begins to explain how to solve the damn equation that had more alphabet letters than actual numbers. "Okay, get it? You only do that if you..." I zone out, my mind clouded with the thought of our close proximity.
Guys smell so good.
Why is it that their cologne can last three days, a zombie apocalypse and a tsunami but mine can't last for five minutes?
"Does that make sense?" He stares at me with a smile, almost like he knew that I wasn't paying attention.
"Kind of." I mumble. "But thanks anyways!"
He grins before getting up and leaving as the bell signalled lunch time.
"Come on Rose, lets go get lunch. I'm starving!" Laura drags me towards the cafeteria but my bladder was protesting.
"I need to pee though!"
She pouts, crossing her arms. "But I don't know where Lewis or Malcolm are and Kyle doesn't sit with us anymore and I'm obviously going to be sitting like a loner. You don't want me looking like an unwanted human, do you?"
"Laura," I sigh, massaging my temples. "I'll be gone for like literally five minutes. I'm not going to be peeing a river so don't worry."
"Fine! Leave me alone to die of lonelinessssssss!" She exaggerates, causing me to laugh and walk away before I ended up wetting myself.
Fixing up my hair after completing my business, I realised I forgot my phone back in my dorm room. I rush over there quickly before Laura suspects that I was taking too long.
Taking the shortcut back to the cafeteria, I had to pass the boys dormitory but stop in my tracks when I notice Malcolm's door was left open a tiny bit. I frown, wondering why Malcolm was so careless. I walk closer so that I could close the door but paused when I heard voices.
"Lewis.."
So that's were they are. I shake my head, already preparing the lecture I was about to give them both for leaving Laura alone, only as I opened the door, I shut it back close immediately.
"Who....Who was that?"
Panicked, I run away quickly, turning the corner before they caught me.