Adea
Of all the people he could have sent to help me, he chooses the person who bullied me as a teenager? Wait, I don’t know why I’m surprised. I am talking about Shane, my number one bully. What else was I expecting?
I wanted to scream at being face-to-face with this two-faced bitch again. I can’t even count how many times she pretended to hit my books down, bump into me so hard that I was shoved into the lockers, or just tripped me for no damn good reason.
The young Adea had cowered under her gaze and kept her head down in front of her. Goddess, maybe this was a blessing in disguise. Now, I had the chance to make things right, to make things better, to get a slice of revenge for all the shitty times I had to endure.
I bit the left side of my bottom lip to try and calm myself, to stop myself from reaching out and wringing her neck. It could have only been a little longer than a year since the last time I’d had to deal with Beka.
