Lisa's POV
I felt a lot better the next day after thrashing out my emotions on my parents. They deserved what they got and I don't even feel a little remorse after all what they'd put me through. Earlier that morning, my mum tried making me breakfast, she messed up at the part where she used peanut butter as the spread on my toast.
I couldn't eat peanut butter to save my soul. Seeing the peanut butter spread all over my toast made me mad.
Thanks for ruining breakfast, mum. So much for being a good mother. At least now I'm at school eating ham and cheese mini bagel for lunch at the cafeteria dining with my four bestfriends. I'd already explained my story to them.
"She made an attempt Lisa. Your mum might not be that bad". Louis said. Typical Louis; always seeing the good in someone.
I shot him a hard glare. "What is that supposed to mean Louis?"
"I'm saying you should give her a chance. We've established that she did a very bad thing but it's better you let it slide for your peace of mind"
"You're talking gibberish. You don't know what I've been through without my parent being around"
"At least you have a mum to boast about. Not all of us are all that lucky" Cole muttered but we all heard it. His mum died when he was born.
I stared at him unbelievably. "That makes two of us, doesn't it?. Your mum is no more. My mum is alive but never around. I don't see the difference"
"There are differences, Lisa" Cole snapped. "You get to see your mum everyday. I've never set eyes on my mother. I don't even know how she looks like".
"Oh my God, the both of you are so unbelievable" Kenzy started. "She wouldn't tell you her problem if she wanted you to judge her for being an ungrateful daughter"
"Those are your words, pony tail"Louis said.
"No, that's exactly the point you're trying to make, Louis. I don't think she needs your critics right now," I noticed her gaze drift to Cole. "And Cole you of all people should know that better than anyone else. Bringing up your pity story to make her feel worse is really low. Didn't expect this from you"
The table grew quiet after Kenzy's reproach.
I sighed in frustration. "I need some air". I walked out of the cafeteria.
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"Hey Lisa" Cole greeted. He was already out of breath from chasing after me. School was over the day and I was already headed home. Kenzy stayed back attending to the principal's needs.
"Hey Cole. whatsup". I wasn't mad at him, suprisingly.
"Ummm... I'm so sorry for what I said earlier. It was really insensitive of me"
I smiled lightly. "I'm not mad at you Cole. I mean, I was before but not anymore".
We got into the parking lot.
He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. "So, what's your mum like?"
I thought for a milisecond. That was a tough question but here goes, "I'm her carbon copy that's for sure..."
"Then your mum must be one hell of a beautiful woman"
I blushed. "You just called me beautiful, Cole Andrews"
"Shocker huh?" he teased with a smirk on his handsome face.
If I'm being really honest, I think Cole is really starting to grow on me. These past few weeks we've always been together. It'd been fun for both parties involved.
We got to where my blue painted 2021 model Honda Accord I'd gotten for my 17years birthday by my uncle was parked. Told y'all I was filthy rich. "Wanna hitch a ride with me?"
"Only if I'm driving".
I threw him the keys and got into the passengers seat. It was going to be an interesting ride.
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Kenzy's POV
I'll be brutally honest, I was mad at Louis and Cole but Louis more. They'd actually shocked me with the unexpected. Bringing up thier sad story to counter Lisa's wasn't cool. At all.
"Are you still mad at me, Kenzy?"
Today, Kayden was dropping Louis and i at our respective house's which I knew was a lot of work because I lived at the other side of the city which was basically trenches. Louis's wasn't far from Cole's. Though I've never been to Cole's or Kayden's. Kayden insisted though on doing the work since Lisa and Cole had left earlier and I had no ride home. Plus Louis hadn't still fixed his car.
Presently, I was in the passengers seat of Kayden's latest model silver painted Chevrolet Corvette with Louis at the back and Kayden, the driver who wouldn't let anyone drive his car.
"Aren't you mad at yourself?". I snapped at Louis.
"I said I'm sorry".
"You shouldn't have said anything as such in the first place". Kayden finally spoke up for the first time.
"Thank you!" I agreed. "And you shouldn't be apologising to me. It's Lisa you owe an apology."
"Guess I'm gonna forestall to a while"
"Louis!!!" We yelled.
"Heyy, I'm joking"
"You better be"
"So you're not mad at me, anymore?"
"Of course I am. You did some messed up shit". I tilted my head towards Kayden. "Can I ask you a personal question?"
"If you wanna ask about my mum, she lives in Chicago now after she divorced my Dad"
"So the three of you got mummy issues". Kayden shot me a sharp glare. "Sorry about your parent divorce".
The rest of the drive was an almost quiet one. I let the guys do the talking while I half listened. They drifted the convo to some guy's stuff until we got to the front of Louis's pent house. I could only pick out two proper sentences of what they'd been saying. "Bye ponytail. See you around" and "Buckle up...". I'd already zoned out.
A lot of things were running through my mind. At a time I think Kayden was talking to me but I couldn't decode a thing he said. We were all broken children; the five of us. None of us were happy and it was obvious we were all trying to hide our feelings so it won't affect the others. The five of us were very much alike, mostly in the tragedy aspect because none of them knew shit about me and I won't say I knew them so much because like me, they were all very secretive.
Bummer.
"K!!"
"What?" Welcome back to earth, love.
"You zoned out"
Didn't have a better response so, "ohhhhh"
"This is your stop baby girl"
When did I get home?. "Thanks Kayden. You've been helpful"
I got out of the car and began to head inside my apartment.
"Later, sweetheart"
He was teasing. He knows I hate pet names that doesn't rhyme with anything 'KENZY'.
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The feeling was clear; agitation, uneasiness. Intuition told me something wasn't right at my house. No, everything was in order but instincts told me something else or someone else who wasn't Damian was in my house. I didn't want any Intruders lurking around my house at this critical time. Trust me, if it's someone I don't like, the person would regret it.
Baby threats?. Absolutely not. Don't let my nerdy looks fool you, I could be very vicious when I want to be.
Picking up my brother's base ball bat that laid carelessly around the sitting room, I activated stealth mode and headed to my room ready to attack the intruder that broke into my house. I pulled the door open and...
Oh boy.
WHO DO YOU THINK IS THE INTRUDER IN HER ROOM?🌚💀