I was discharged today since my wound had completely healed and all that was left was a superficial scar at the bottom of my abdomen. I couldn't believe I survived staying in the hospital for a whole month, and I was happy that I could finally step out and start attending school again.
My dad suggested that I move and start living with his aunt who stays in Texas as he argued that my security was no longer guaranteed here, but my mom wasn't in support of it as she insisted that she would even be more worried if I were to live far away from her.
And just like that they argued about it for a whole week before coming to a conclusion that, I would continue school and would leave for Texas after I graduated. I was quiet the whole time, as I was aware I had no right to interfere since I brought this all upon myself.
Although my parents didn't scold me for taking out the bike behind their back or going out without their permission, I also paid a heavy price for my mistakes because as soon as I was admitted, my dad assigned four well-built bodyguards to accompany me to wherever I wanted to go. He even went on by saying, he had no problems with me taking my bike out now since I would have a whole entourage of guards following behind me.
I couldn't cry as I listened to his new rules and I felt another headache coming on. By getting this type of celebrity treatment, I wondered what a scene it would be, but there was no other way to it as it was either I agree to it or move to Texas. Of course, I wasn't going to pick the second option, so I was left with no other choice than to follow his wishes.
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I wasn't as eager as I should be about going back to school and I couldn't help but think about what kind of drama would follow me bringing such heavy baggage along to school.
As I did my tie, I heard my phone vibrate and I stopped what I was doing to pick up the call.
"Hey!" Edward greeted, and I replied with a hmm, as I grab my bag and headed down the stairs.
"So I heard you are resuming today" even though his question was out of the blue I nodded regardless, but then again I realized he couldn't see me, so I forced out a yes.
Like he didn't sense anything off with my response, he went on in an excited tone "I was thinking of picking you up?" I spat the coffee that I had just sipped and replied in an annoyed tone.
"No" It was always a different problem with Edward every day. He hadn't even let me breathe in peace for the past three weeks and if he didn't come up with something completely impossible, he would do things to annoy the shit out of me.
At some point, I regretted ever asking why he didn't check on me because since that day, I haven't heard the last of him. From a reporter tracking me down on Edward's very first day of visit, to paparazzi camping outside the hospital I was staying in. If not for the fact that my dad paid for all the rooms on my floor plus the fact that the rooms were strictly VIP only, I was sure one of them would have disguised as a patient just to get a hand on a picture to stir up controversies online.
When the doctor told me I could finally walk, my excited dad proposed to take me out to get some fresh air to which I obliged to willingly, but to my surprise, I almost got stomped by one of the reporters who was so 'eager' to meet me and thus missed his steps. Since then, every tabloid exploded with news that Edward and I was officially a thing. With pictures of I and Edward together circulating online, I was sure nobody would believe it if I came out to clarify myself.
It would have been fine if Edward came out as he was a public figure and presumably the heart rob of every girl out there, but he kept quiet about the whole incident, which people claimed to be the silent answer. I was so pissed when I found out and of course I confronted him about it, but his response was enough to make me pass out a couple of times by his shamelessness.
"So what?" If I was told that one day those two words would haunt me in my dreams, I was sure I would have argued to my last breath. But now I finally knew what Frustration really meant.
Edward would always fill my room to the brim with, sunflowers. When I denied him entry to my room, he would simply bribe my bodyguards or ask his bodyguards to beat them up, and then he would enter so care freely like it was his living room.
Once he found out my love for books, he made the hospital build a shelf beside my bed, and stacked it with the newest series of Façade and other books written by Doja Writes.
When he noticed my disgust for hospitals, he had my room repainted all pink and within a day, my hospital room was transformed into what a feminine room would look like that.
Of course the reporters didn't turn a blind eye to this and every day, completely different news about me would surface online, I became an overnight celebrity and what annoyed me the most was that my parents would give him their consent to do as he wishes.
"Edward. Don't push it. Just leave me alone for a minute. Please" I hung up the phone right after and stormed out of the house angrily.
Inside I was happy and grateful for his efforts to make me feel comfortable but, I felt the need to put up an act, so he wouldn't start to think too highly of himself.
Another problem arose as I got to the school gate. I didn't know how the students got to know that the black low-key Audi and the Toyota Camry behind was mine and my bodyguard's but the way the school gate got overcrowded with shrieking students was really a sight to behold. Thankfully, I had my bodyguards with me and was able to escape safely.
Normal classes became a problem, with eyes that never seems to leave me every time I look back or answer a question, to the menacing looks I get whenever I pass the hallway.
By the time we were done for the day, I was mentally exhausted and couldn't wait to go home. However, as I was about to sneak out of the campus through the third gate, I was double-crossed by Lisa and shayne who insisted I tell them all that happened before they could let me off.
They almost laughed their brains out when I was done explaining that I started to regret even telling them about it. In fact, they went as far as mocking me, comparing I and Edward to Romeo and Juliet and I couldn't be angrier by the comment.
I spotted my car behind the tree that I told my driver to wait on me at, and I browsed through the internet as I made my way there. There was no student in sight as the third door had been locked a couple of months ago because the street was very quiet and students would often choose this place to perform their atrocious acts.
Thanks to the key and letter I found inside my locker, I was able to discover this place beforehand and use it to my advantage. I didn't watch where I was going and stumbled on something, which caused my phone to fall.
Mentally cautioning for getting so carried away, I bent down to pick it up. However, my eyes met a pair of female shoes instead and when I looked up, I was met by the ocean blue eyes of none other than Sheebah.
I gasped in Surprise as it was too sudden and unexpected. There was something about Sheebah that set off alarm bells in my head and since I couldn't figure out why yet, I decided to stay away from her.
"What do you want?" I was straightforward with her since every minute I spend here only makes me feel more afraid. I didn't have to think to know we weren't friends but enemies.
"Ooh me? I was simply passing by. What about you?" She stepped closer to me as she talked, and I stood at the same spot, not showing any fear or weakness.
"Well since that is the case I will get going" Just as my shoulders brushed past hers, I heard her say
"Did I say I wasn't here to see you? We aren't done yet".
"What?" I turned around to face her and this time we were merely inches apart. I could see her blue eyes burning with hatred, but I wasn't backing down either.
"Didn't you want to know whether I am related to your past or not?"
"No" I drawled on one after the other "I will find that out myself, it is none of your business" As I wanted to leave once again she stopped me.
"Then I have to apologize, as I have made it my business, and now I will have to tell you. Catherine Amelia Collins, the daughter of Daniel Collins," she chuckled lightly before going on "well for starters I am not the only one who wants you dead. So you'd better stay away from me. And ooh I almost forgot, we are enemies and our feud is something that has been developed since childhood, and anytime I see you, it takes me everything in me not to kill you right then and there".