Chapter 113 - I Dont Understand (1/2)
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Trying to hold my tears from falling anymore than they should, I lifted my head up. Hora kept on patting my back but I stopped her and just smiled. Whoever was targeting me, they would most likely be still in there somewhere, wanting to see me hurt or cry.
'But I won't let them. I won't let them see me cry because that will just satisfy them. And I will NEVER do anything to satisfy them. Instead, I will smile and raise my head. Then they can all gnash their teeth thinking their ridiculous plan failed. Yes. I will irritate them more. F*ck them!'
I never understood why some people liked hurting others. Delighting in other people's misery, what would they gain from it? Satisfaction? And why? What wrong did I do to them? Was it because of envy? Because I became close with Kaiden and Crystal, Callan and Verrill? Did it feel like I took something away from them? Was it a sin to be their friend? Was it my fault if they couldn't befriend them? Was it my fault that they didn't want to talk to them or be close with them? No!
Or was it just pure vile evilness? Were they hurting too, that's why they wanted others to be hurt the same? Or they just really enjoyed seeing others suffer? Whatever it was… I would never understand.
Whoever they were, how I wished I could speak with them. I wanted to know why. And maybe… just maybe… I could speak some sense to their brains that didn't seem to be working right.
Aside from speaking with them… deep inside me, my raging heart wanted revenge. Somehow, I really, really wanted them to be hurt as much as they hurt me!
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Ooh, I see. Was this the reason? They got hurt when I became close to them so they wanted to hurt me? Ha-ha-ha! How funny… and stupid!
As my mind wondered about various thoughts, my tears faded. It was replaced with anger instead and hatred in my heart. I hurriedly changed my clothes with a spare dress that Hora lent me. Good thing she always had an extra on her locker. I wanted to get out of that place asap.
Once done changing, I hurriedly walked outside. Hora followed me from behind, not saying anything. She knew I needed time to clear my thoughts. As I walked, I kept breathing deeply. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. I repeated it over and over, wanting my heart to calm down. When we finally reached outside, we stumbled on another case of bullying. How ironic.
'Hah. What's with today that's making this Friday one hell of a mess?'
The girl getting bullied was a tall and pretty woman with platinum blonde hair. She had the most innocent and kind look that I had ever seen in my entire life—the perfect look for someone to be the target of bullying. She looked so weak and meek that she couldn't even hurt a fly.
While the girls bullying her looked fierce and strong. There were three of them, surrounding her. They stood at the side of the building, hidden between it's shades. Even from a distance of a few meters away, we could hear them loud and clear. They were extorting money from her!
'How ridiculous! Seriously, what is wrong with these people? And to think they're teenagers! How could they all be this evil while they're still so young?'
Wanting to help the girl, I walked towards them but Hora stopped me.
”You know,” the pretty girl spoke up, with a voice so sweet and kind, ”you don't have to do this.”
”HUH? What do you mean?” one of the bullies with dark red hair raised her eyebrows and glared menacingly at her.
”Don't mind her. Ha-ha-ha!” the other said, as she counted the money in her hands.
”I mean, if you need money, you just need to ask. You don't need to resort to this. My family is blessed with money and I don't mind sharing. But if you continue to do this, you might get caught and expelled. That will be a waste since you all managed to get into RDIU. It's a very respectable school and once you graduate, you can get good jobs and pursue whatever profession you like.”
'What the heck is wrong with this girl? Why is she…'