“Renae” Micheal repeats in disbelief, “are we talking about the same Renae that is your best friend?”

“Yes we are” I say and laugh, “How ironic it really is that she would be the one to stab me in the back”

“How do you know that it really is her” Micheal says as more of a statement than a question and I get where he is coming from.

“He came to meet me, Kevin” I start and clear my throat, “by the time I resumed for the new semester people had stopped talking about the drama and were actually minding their business and it honestly seemed like everything was finally going back to the way it was except for the fact that my little sister was no longer with us” I stand up and begin to pace the room, “Renae went back to being the way she was before the whole incident, we never fought about anything again, I didn’t even cross paths with Kevin again, Flinette and Shaze saw to that and so I lived the next two years plus in complete ignorance of the real truth until last summer when he came to meet me”

“Kevin?” he asks and I nod.

“He was drunk that day and said he needed to get something off his chest and that it seemed like he was misled, I was a bit confused about what he was talking about because the meds I had started taking the previous year made me forget the whole ordeal, so you could imagine my shock when he brought the issue up” I sit down back, “he told me that Renae met up with him before the party and told him that it's because she is my friend that she knows how I work and that he should be careful of me because I only wanted to use him”

“No way” he says

“Believe it or not but it's true because the day of the party when I went outside of the house with Shaze only proved Renae’s point further and so when I confessed it really got him angry and he blew it up” I continue, “if it had ended there I might have been able to forgive her but because of the row we had in the cafeteria before I went to look for Kevin, Renae took the video of our conversation and posted it to humiliate me”

“I can't believe she would go to such lengths” Micheal says finally after a while of being unable to form a coherent sentence.

“Neither did I until he showed me some concrete proof and then it all clicked, her change in attitude, everything just clicked together” I begin to cry once more, “I was always a fool and still am that’s why I was too blind to see it all along even when Flinette suspected it I brushed it off and told her to drop the issue”

“Does Flinette know the truth?”

“Yeah, and she went bat shit crazy when she found out” I say with a chuckle at the memory, “took days to calm her and myself down”

“Why haven’t you done anything about it?”

“Believe me, I want nothing more than to walk up to her and slap the shits out of her but I want to make her suffer and feel the pain I felt back then and still feel now” I say.

“That’s why you act the way you do”

“Yeah” I say feeling ashamed of myself, “that’s why and also because I haven’t been on my meds lately, I hated how it made me forget everything that happened in the past, how it made me forget how blinded by my emotions I was that my little sister had to pay the price for it”
Micheal leans forward and hugs me and I hug him back, enjoying the small comfort it brings to me.

*

“Thank you for dropping me off” I say to Micheal as I get out of his car in front of my house, “it saved me the stress of walking in this weather that is beginning to get chilly”

“Anytime you need a friend, or a person to talk to, I just want you to know that I am always here for you” Micheal says, “And I'm sorry for the way I behaved to you before".

“There’s no need to be, and besides it was natural for you to behave that way in such a circumstance” I wave goodbye to him and walk into the house that holds so many horrible memories.

I take my time walking up the stairs, remembering every detail of that day visibly and reminding myself that getting revenge is necessary.

I go into my room and drag out a small box from under my bed, open it and take out the pictures from the box. I look at the pictures that contains so many memories that Renae and I had, I begin to tear them into half before I put them back into the box and throw them back under my bed.

Now that I have finally finalized my resolve I won’t hold back anymore and will let her feel the full lengths to which my anger can take me.

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I go to school with a skip in my steps and a smile playing on my lips, I let down my normally packed hair, curled it and even put on a light pink lipstick and I only have on a jacket over a light blue flair dress that stops mid thigh.

The air smells really fresh today for reasons that I don’t care to know about. I walk to my locker and throw my bag in and wait for my targets to walk into the school hallway. If I want to instill fear into Renae then I will just have to show her who is really in charge around here by showing her what I do to people who get me angry.

“My my my” I say as soon as my targets arrive, “isn’t it Icky and Slimy walking down the hallway” They both stop in their tracks and so do the other students who were once walking too, “isn’t it too early in the morning for you to ruin my day?”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Vicky says

“I’m simply saying that the rotten smell of a liar coming from one of you is making my day feel like it's going to go bad” I reply and pull out a smoothie from my bag and drop it on the floor in front of them.

“Whoever picks up that smoothie first and douses the other in it is free to go and will be exempted from all acts of punishment I will carry out afterwards” I say and smile, “that sounds like a fair deal or would you rather both take the fall?”

The tension in the air is very thick and I smile as I can see the internal battle they are both fighting. Vicky grabs the cup almost immediately and douses the content on a shocked Riley who seems to still be gathering her thoughts.

“Good choice” I comment and pat Vicky on the back, “people who do bad things to people they claim to love deserve to be punished and Riley who cheated on her boyfriend really deserves that, am I right or am I right?”

Riley begins to cry, “Now time for the main course” I say and motion to a girl who gives me a transparent bottle that is filled with a yellow substance, “what I really find more nasty than fake girlfriends are fake friends most especially the ones we call our best friends” I say and open the bottle, and take a sniff and scrunch my nose in disgust from the smell, “now this right here is a day old piss that I kept just for this moment”

I pour the whole content on Vicky who gasps in surprise and the whole hallway is filled with murmurs and I can tell all cameras are on the scene unfolding, “you really are the worst Vicky, to turn your back on your best friend when you are given a tiny loophole of exit” I shake my head and close my locker, “as for you Riley, I hope you can choose better friends from now on, not someone who turns their back when the opportunity is present”

The bell sounds for first period, “there goes the bell and I would have loved to stay longer and chat but oh well” I say with a dramatic sigh and get what I need for class, “from now on you are no longer Slimy but Riley, I give you that much freedom so don’t make me regret it” I say and walk off into homeroom.

In homeroom, no one looks me in the eyes and I welcome the solitude that it gives me, I am already tired of the kiss ass treatment and mask that they all put on.

I don’t want to be surrounded by people who smile at me but gossip behind my back, if they can't be real with me then I will be real with them and if it means to instill fear into them and make them back the fuck away from me then I will do it.

My phone hasn’t stopped vibrating since Friday when Renae and I had our friendaversary, the messages are probably from her but I don’t want to check them, not anymore, I don’t want to read her lies anymore.

A figure takes the seat beside mine and drops it's bag beside mine, I look up with a glare already fixed and a few choice words for whoever tries to disrupt my solitude.

“Whoa whoa whoa missy” Micheal says and raises his hands in surrender, “I’m not the enemy”

I laugh at the expression on his face and elbow him lightly in the ribs which makes him let out a sound of pain, “Mr Dane, didn’t your mother teach you to announce yourself when you meet your friend?”

“She didn’t” he replies and shrugs

“Well that’s a shame” I tut and pull out my books as soon as I see our homeroom teacher

“Because she’s dead” he adds and I immediately freeze, staring at him my whole body numbed by the shock, taken aback by sudden confession and vulnerability.

“Will Miss Anderson give us the honor of facing forward” our homeroom teacher snaps and I face forward immediately.

AN

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