Warning: This chapter contains scenes and language that might be uncomfortable for some readers. Read at your own risk.
[Niana's Point of View]
As Bella and I walked through the night, I glanced at her. Her eyes are so beautiful while the luminescence of the moon penetrates through it.
Behind those eyes is a deadly weapon.
"Bella," I called. She looked at me with an expressionless face, as usual.
"What?"
"Will you kill Ashton and Princess?"
She grinned and looked away.
"People chose their own destiny." She replied.
She's right. After all, she only wanted was to survive, but people around her made it hard for her to live.
I know Bella is not entirely emotionless. She just keeps denying that she doesn't have emotions at all.
But her eyes reveal what's inside her soul.
I wonder if what life does she desire.
"Let's move faster. Ashton and Bella are now on the rooftop."
There are no guards at school this time so entering the school premises is easy.
We went to the rooftop and saw Ashton and Princess kissing each other passionately under the moonlight.
Bella clapped her hands and walked towards them.
"Kissing each other goodbye, huh?" She said.
They both stopped what they were doing and looked at us.
"Bella," Ashton muttered.
"You brat! What on earth do you want! Say it so we can now go!" Princess voiced out aggressively.
"What if I tell you, I want the both of you dead?" Bella crossed her arms and glared at the couple.
Ashton and Princess Bellania flinched. He held Princess' hand tightly.
"What... what do you mean?" Ashton asked, agitated.
"You don't know death? Do you want me to introduce it to you?!" Bella marched towards them. Her eyes were flaring in satisfaction and anger I couldn't explain.
Those are her eyes every time she does a crime or attempts to do so.
She pushed Ashton away from Princess. For a moment, I thought he would fall off this roof, but Bella held his collar.
"That's how you meet death," Bella muttered and grinned.
I am just standing here in a corner, watching her torture these two.
"Do you want me to completely show it to you, Ashton? After all, I think you deserve it to compensate for all the sins you've done. Don't you think?"
"Shut up, you freak! How dare you murder a person right in front of my eyes!" Princess started to grab her phone with her shaking hands. I knew she was about to go live, so I immediately rushed to her and grabbed her phone.
It's the least I could do to help Bella.
"How dare you! Give that back to me!" She looked at me and aimed to punch me.
"Don't hurt her, or I will let your love fall!" Bella screamed.
Princess Bellania chuckled in fear. "You're... you're crazy." She muttered.
"Well, maybe I am," Bella replied.
"Ah, everything is getting boring. I want to play a game." Bella pulled Ashton up and walked towards me.
She grabbed something from her pocket and sprayed it on Ashton and Princess. I was caught off guard. I didn't expect her to do something like that.
"Oh my gosh, Bella, are they dead?" I asked.
"Of course not. I just need to prepare them for the game. I wouldn't kill them without getting the satisfaction I want." She smiled at me with an unexplainable expression.
I just nodded at her. Was it right that I came here in the first place?
Bella searched through their pockets and found Ashton's phone recording.
"I knew it." She mumbled.
She threw everything inside their pockets away and started to tie them up in seats, unconscious.
I just watched her do those. I'm afraid.
She didn't ask for my help anyway.
"Niana, do you want to play truth or dare?"
I flinched at her question. Will I be included in her games?
"Ah, I'm not interested in joining, Bella. I'm sorry."
She just smiled at me.
"Okay, then watch us play."
After minutes, Ashton regained his consciousness.
He was screaming at us, but the tape on his mouth prevented him.
"Shut up, you bastard! Can't you just wait for your lover to wake up?! I won't release the both of you, so just relax and feel the breeze of this night. Who knows, this night might be your last!" Bella laughed so hard, and I just stared at her.
I don't understand her. Sometimes, she acts like a psychopath, but sometimes she is just an ordinary harmless teenage girl.
Or is she just good at putting a facade?
Oh, Bella, what a mystery you are.
[Bella's Point of View]
I got a piece of cigarette from Ashton's pack and placed it between my lips.
"You're smoking?" Niana asked.
"No, I'm just trying," I replied and threw the cigarette off this roof.
I looked at both Ashton and Princess. They are so pathetic.
"So, both of you are now awake. We will start the game, shall we?" I asked and grabbed a hammer since I didn't have a gun.
Ashton and Princess kept moving aggressively. No, they won't escape.
"I know both of you are aware of the game, truth or dare." I slid my fingers through the handle of the hammer.
This is giving me flashbacks of what happened before. Ah, just thinking about it makes me happy.
You all are choosing your own fate.
"Okay, since no one is responding, let us start with you, Ashton."
I removed the tape off his mouth, and he bit his lips. It was bleeding.
"Oh, your lips are bleeding. Do you want to taste his blood, Princess?" I looked at Princess Bellania, who is very mad right now. Her face is fuming in anger.
I placed my finger on his lips and wiped the blood away.
"Those lips are as dirty as the pigpen," I muttered.
"What the heck do you want, Bella?" Ashton's eyes were throwing daggers at me.
"Do you want me to repeat it again?! I want you to die! All I wanted was to live and survive, but people like both of you are preventing me! I didn't even do anything to the both of you, but you were pushing me to my limits! Now, you will pay for everything you've done to me!"
They didn't speak as if they were fathoming all the sins they'd done.
"So you shouldn't have any regrets about whatever will happen this night. ASHTON! TRUTH OR DARE?!" I pointed my hammer at Ashton.
"Bella, please, I'm really sorry! Please let us go! We won't bother you anymore and let you live in peace!"
"YOU SHUT THAT FREAKING MOUTH UP, OR I WILL CUT YOUR EARS OFF! I don't accept apologies now. That would make me a fool. Well, sorry, I am not a fool! Now, answer the question, Ashton."
He sighed heavily and looked at Princess.
"Truth." He said.
I opened my phone and pressed the recording button.
"Hmm, do you really love Princess? You should tell the truth, or I'll cut your ears."
"I do love her."
What a liar. Anyway, I can't ask further questions.
"Okay. Next, Princess Bellania, don't call me Bella, truth or dare?" I walked towards her and pulled the tape from her mouth. She winced in pain.
"That hurts! Goodness! My lipgloss is now ruined!" She screamed at me as if her lips were the most important part
of her.
"Want me to remove those lips with this hammer? You will have a permanent lipgloss if that happens."
"Dare." She immediately uttered.
"Okay, I dare you to say your biggest secret," I told her.
"That can't be! I said dare, not the truth!" She complained.
"This is my game, my ruled, so you better follow everything I say!"
She paused for a while and looked at Ashton.
"I... I am not intelligent, Ashton. I was... I..." She stopped speaking and started crying like a baby.
"I don't like dramas. Please continue." I calmly spoke.
"I am a faker. I've been acting to please everyone around me with the help of my father. I am no genius. My father just paid the teachers to give me high grades. But, actually, when Bella started to overthrow me from the top, I did my best to study. But I...I am not better than her. I'm sorry, Ashton."
"Of course, you are no better than me. A person like you won't be better than anyone!"
I looked at Ashton, who was utterly surprised. Maybe, he realized that the person he loves has been lying.
"Next, Ashton!"
"Truth."
"Why are you so obsessed with intelligent people?"
People and their weird fetishes. I remember aunt Melinda. She has this attraction to a particular knife.
"I don't know. When I was a child, I became obsessed with my smart and witty classmates, regardless of gender. I think, just like you, can you explain why you are a psychopath?"
"Why are you dodging me a question? And of course, I can explain why I ended up being a psychopath."
I wasn't born a psychopath. I needed to be one.
"You can change, Bella." Ashton gently spoke. What is he implying this time?
"Change is not necessary for me. IT'S GETTING FREAKING BORING! I need this game to be more bloody."
I looked at Niana, who was just staring blankly at us. She froze while witnessing this gruesome game of mine.
She chose to come, so she should face it.
"PRINCESS! TRUTH OR DARE!"