Good Girl Turns Bad [Prolouge]
I keep my face blank as I stare at my reflection. “I’m so, so tired." I said feeling his burning stare.
"Then rest." He curtly answers probably still mad at me for doing that.
For once I allowed my real emotions to resurface. I smile even if he can't see me do so. A bittersweet smile that made me looks so weak. "I didn't mean it like that. I'm tired of fixing things."
He scoffs. “When did you start fixing things?"
I tense, which didn't go unnoticed by him, before forcing my body to relax. I slowly turn to face him and I saw a look of disbelief, shock and confusion painted on his face and I smile bitterly. I feel so weak whenever I'm with him- that was one of the reason why I hate him. "The moment I start regretting breaking it."
Meet Amber Garnet Willow. She is kind, generous and polite. She transferred in Larose Academy five years ago as a shy Italian nerd. After she saw her boyfriend with her best friend in their one year anniversary, she disappeared. Angry and betrayed, the girl went back to her homeland trying to get things out of her mind. After two weeks, she came back with an interesting group of friends and a whole new attitude. The good Amber is no more and Amber's hidden side resurface as she aims for one single thing: Revenge.
Meet Blake Taylor. He's the polar opposite of Amber. He's the one you could call a 'Bad Boy'. He parties. He drinks. He fights. He did drugs. Have sex with girls. Got arrested and too many more things to list. Everyone fears him, except for Amber that is. He hates Amber as much as the girl hates him but, as he continues to spend time with the girl. He wasn't expecting a girl with a heavy burden and a past so dark behind that tough front of the girl and he wasn't expecting the things she brought along in his life. Who knew that being her science partner threw him into Amber's world?
With a dynamic weird friend, throwing in Amber's past, her ex-boyfriend and ex-best friend, an annoying bad boy, Amber's definition for revenge starts to change into something farfetch.
Good Girl Turn Bad [Prologue]
"When you begin a journey of revenge, start by digging two graves: one for your enemy, and one for yourself." ― Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes
Amber Garnet Willow.
A small gasp of surprise escaped from my lips as my dark red warped gift fell on the wooden floor with a loud audible 'thud'. I don't care about how loud it is, I'm more focus in what is in front of me. My boyfriend and also best friend for one year, Kyle Weston is in the bed, shirtless and under him is my best friend- Amanda Crest naked and they have the same look as I do- shock.
Ignoring them and the feeling of my heart clenching so tight, I pick up my gift and smile sweetly. "I'm sorry. Did I interrupt something?" I ask them as I clutch the gift tighter. Not caring if it'll ruin what's inside of it. Why? I bit my lips as my vision blurred and I know if I stay here I'll cry. I have to leave.
Kyle snaps out of his shock as he stood up. "Look babe, this isn't-" I cut him off, not caring of whatever pathetic excuses he is making. When did I even care to listen to excuses? When did I stop being tired of that?
"What? This isn't what I think it is?" I snap at him glaring. How dare he! The nerve of him! He flinches when he saw my glare and my face immediately soften. I couldn't- even if he's a cheating bastard, he's not worth it. Not worth it to see that side of me. That real side of me. "I don't care for whatever reasons you have. We're over, Kyle. Don't talk to me, don't look at me and stay with that fucking whore of yours." I turn around before looking down to my gift and I turn back to him.
"Oh. And about this," I wave my gift as I throw it at him, making sure to hit it hard on his face. It was a good thing that my aim is very good. "Happy anniversary and hello, best friend." I coldly said as I turn around walking out of the room and out of this goddamn house. Ignoring his cries, I run and run until I stop in the park, out of breath.
The two people I trust in this town, I laugh bitterly, betrayed me. "And to think that they're the ones who actually betrayed me." I muttered to myself as I stood straight.
I bit my lips as tears threaten to fall. I shouldn't cry, not now, not ever.
The situation finally sinks into me. Kyle cheated on me, with my best friend no less! They were going to do it before I walk in the bedroom. If it were any other people, I would have careless but this is Kyle I'm talking about! The one who's sweet and kind and Amanda- Oh god, no wonder she and Kyle always have that look. Those slight brushes of the hand, and the lingering of their hand whenever they would touch each other. They were just using me! Just because they think I'm a good girl and a transfer student doesn't mean that they can use me. Five years, five years of spending those times with them and this is what I get, betrayal at its finest?
I need to think and let out this frustration, this anger and this bottled up feelings. And I know where I could go to. Back to Italy, where my real friends are. Back home.
I ran only to bump into someone, regaining my balance I look up to see the school's bad boy- Blake Taylor. Oh god no, not him.
"Watch where you're going, princess or you might get it." He smirk at me as his eyes caught mine and I glare at him catching him by surprise but that smirk of his is still there.
"Excuse me. I have to go somewhere." I move past him and I swear I heard him say. "Go run back to your precious boyfriend, Kyle." I didn't turn around because if I did I would probably have punched him right there. Calm down, nobody's worth it here. They don't need to know.
"He's not my boyfriend. He never was." I said as I walk, heading home. I need to think and Italy is the right place for that.
And Kyle and Amanda better watch out, they knew I hate liars but I hate betrayers the most.