[ Belladonna's Point of View ]
"Good morning, class. As we all know, miss Salvador has been absent for a month because she got injured in an accident. Now, she's not yet fully recovered, so please treat her well." The teacher announced and looked at me at the classroom door.
I walked inside the classroom and looked at everyone. They seem so startled.
Why? Did you guys think I'm dead?
"Hi, I'm back," I uttered and smiled at them. I glanced at Angel, whose face was sweating, tracing hints of worry and agitation.
"Hmm, Bella? Are you sure you want to join our class today? You can still take your leave if you're not in your best condition." Our homeroom teacher spoke from behind.
"I'm fine, ma'am," I replied and proceeded to my seat.
Niana was also staring at me, but she wasn't surprised at all. In fact, she's happy.
"Hey, Bella!" She greeted and smiled at me, ear to ear.
"Hey," I mumbled and sat on my seat.
I looked back at Angel, and she was shaking badly. I think she's the one who needs to go to the infirmary, not me.
I sighed heavily and looked at the scars on my arm. It's been a month, and it hasn't fully recovered yet.
"Are you alright? Does that hurt?" Niana asked in concern.
"Not really."
"What plan do you have in mind?"
I looked at her and exchanged stares for a second or two.
"Have you forgotten? The scene you recorded that night? I'll publicize those."
"But that's not enough."
"I know."
I looked back at my burned arm and smiled.
Of course, it's not enough.
The first two classes ended, and it was break time. Niana went to the comfort room, and I went to the school's open field. As expected, Angel and the gang approached me.
"Wow, we thought you're already dead," Angel said with her shaking voice, her hands are both crossed.
I stood up and raised my brows at them. They moved backward.
"Hmm, you think I'll die and let you guys live and celebrate my death?" I moved closer. Their eyes widened, and this mohawk guy took a firm grip on my shoulders and pushed me away.
I fell on the ground, but the force wasn't that mighty, so I didn't hurt at all.
"How did you escape? Huh?" The mohawk guy came towards me with his fierce and dark eyes.
"That's none of your business."
"If you're planning to expose us to the school administration or to the cops, don't bother doing it because no one will believe you. We're just minors. Cops wouldn't put us in prison." He smirked at me and turned back.
"Let's go. She's just a waste of time."
I stood up abruptly and took my phone out of my pocket.
"What if I have evidence?" I raised my hands, held my phone, and waved it to them.
They all looked back at me, and I just laughed at their faces.
"Haha! Stop joking, Bella. We don't believe you."
"Oh, really? Then what is this?" I played a video of Angel burning my neck with her cigarette butt.
I showed it to them and smirked.
"Wait, there's more." I played another video of them burning the abandoned building.
"Hahahaha!" I laughed at their reactions. They were literally too stunned to speak. Guess cat got their tongue.
"If I showed this to the teachers and other students? Or to the world? What do you guys think?" I told them nonchalantly.
The mohawk guy violently rushed towards me and grabbed my phone.
He pressed it aggressively, seeming to delete those files I have.
His eyes widened while scrolling through my phone.
"Why do you have these?! Where did you get these!" He screamed at me and held my collar.
I smirked at him, and he screamed in anger. He threw my phone on the ground and stepped on it.
My, I have to get a new phone again.
He looked back at me and punched me in the face.
"You should be dead. I'll make sure you'll die before this day ends." He whispered in my ear and turned around.
"Let's go, guys. We still have to use a big amount of energy later. See you, Bella." He proceeded to his gang and placed his right arm around Angel.
"Bella! Bella!" I heard Niana screaming at me as soon as those bummers left.
"Why?"
"Are you alright? Did James punch you? I'm sorry, I had to hide. I'm afraid they would hurt me too." She said while gasping for air.
"Aren't you willing to get yourself hurt for me?" I asked her while she checked my face.
"What? Why should I do that?"
"Because I'm your friend."
"Bella, you're my friend, but I don't want to get myself killed."
"Really?"
She didn't respond for a while and just glared at me.
"Friends wouldn't want their friends to get hurt. I don't want to get hurt, Bella, but you're putting yourself in this awful situation."
"Hmm, you're right." I grabbed her wrist and smiled at her.
"Wanna eat ice cream? I remembered I still owe you one." I pulled her, and we ran to the cafeteria.
Niana, do you think I'm a fool?
...
"As you know class, tomorrow is the music festival of the school. Everyone must bring their own instrument and present at the open field tomorrow. Good thing miss Bella is already here! Can you join the festival tomorrow?" Our music teacher asked me after announcing the festival.
"Yeah, no problem," I replied.
"Great!"
I'll be looking forward to tomorrow, the festival is at perfect timing.
"Hey, Bella, why are you smiling on your own? Have you gone nuts?" Niana asked.
"What's your problem? Yes, I'm delighted. Don't I have the right?"
"Whatever is up on your sleeves, Bella, I'm out of that." She responded dubiously and looked away.
...
"Hmm, Hey, Angel? Why do you want to get rid of Bella so bad? I mean, Kayn and Zayn did too much to her already. They killed her friend."
"She needs to die. Don't you remember what I told you? She tried to kill me before! She also killed my parents. My life is miserable because of her!"
"Calm down, Angel."
Hah, reeks. Is Angel behind everything that has happened? I clenched my fist and went out of the cubicle in the comfort room.
I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but these reeks over here are talking behind my back.
"You loudmouth! What did you do to Kayn and Zayn, huh? Are you behind all of that has happened?! I was fuming in anger and slapped Angel.
She... she killed Jameson!
"You! You killed Jameson!" I grabbed her collar and gritted my teeth. I slapped her once again.
She was appalled and held her red cheeks.
"Answer me!" I screamed at her. My voice echoed throughout the corners of this room.
"Yes... Yes! I told Kayn and Zayn that you are a psychopath, got it? They were about to kill me that time because I caught them murdering one of our classmates last year! I had no choice!" She bawled.
"I know you want me dead so bad. I'm sorry, I don't want to die yet. This is my life and not yours to take. Don't you feel bad, Angel? You killed Jameson." I said while moving my fingers through her jaw.
"What! I never killed him! I didn't know Kayn and Zayn would kill him!"
"But you were behind it. If you zipped your bad breathing mouth in the first place, Jameson wouldn't have died!"
"Hah, look who's mad? Didn't you try to kill me too? Didn't you kill my parents!" She replied angrily and started pulling my hair.
I also grabbed her hair and kicked her stomach forcibly. Eventually, she flew away from me and bumped her arms on the wall. She winced in pain.
I went towards her and bent over, "You know, Angel, you can't kill me. Even if you team up with other psychopaths or the strongest gangs out there, the moment you try to beat me, you lose." I whispered in her ear and stood up.
I glared at the girl she was talking to a while back. It's our class president. Why does she know about what happened? Is she also involved with Kayn and Zayn?
It's in the past. I don't want to recall those things.
She covered her mouth in shock and moved away from me as I passed through her.
"You don't deserve to be the class president," I muttered as I walked by.
I sighed heavily as I opened the door of the comfort room. No, why do I feel like crying again? Please stop, Bella.
"Bella, are you okay?" I heard a familiar voice ask. It's Niana. Did she hear the rumbling inside the comfort room?
"You're there," I replied and composed myself. I shouldn't look fragile in front of anyone.
"What happened inside? I heard you and Angel fighting."
"Don't worry about it." I turned my back at her and was about to walk away.
"She killed Jameson?" I slowly looked at her again with a confused face. She looked so frightened, fidgeting her fingers.
"Why are you always so concerned for someone dead?"
"Sorry." She shortly replied and ran away.
...
I skipped the last classes because the gangsters would surely get rid of me if I waited for the class dismissal. Of course, I won't let them.
I headed to my apartment and scheduled a posting for those ridiculous files I've gathered.
I swallowed my saliva and gritted my teeth. Angel, how dare you do this to me?
You were behind everything. I'll make sure you'll pay for what you've done.
I calmed down after minutes and stretched my arms. I still have a festival to look forward to tomorrow. I need to rest rather than contemplate things that aren't significant at all.
May the fireworks shine brightly at the festival. It will be the prettiest view tomorrow.
You should see it too.