Chapter Twenty-eight

Chapter Twenty-eight.

People cry too for what would have been, and a certain Galena Fields does that a lot.

My phone beeped as a text message came in. Somehow, I had become scared of beeping phones. It seemed traumatising now. I picked the phone shakily from the bedside table, and I could see that my inbox was flooded with numerous messages. What the heck!?

I looked for the oldest message, and opened the inbox shakily to view the contents of the message, and it read; “I’m pretty sure you have heard of the adage; “Once beaten, twice shy.” You have beaten me this once, but wait for my “twice shy.””

The phone fell from my hand to the bed in terror. Where were all these threats coming from? Why were these people after me anyway? I mean, I’m not particularly rich or flaunty? Why would they come after me at all? Who was behind this?

I heard my phone make a sound again and I screamed in terror, flinching backwards, only to realise it was a beep. I darted my eyes around suspiciously at the surroundings, and everything seemed creepy to me. I felt like I was being watched, even though I was in the enclosures of Brandon’s room. I felt like the whole world had their eyes on me, and even the slightest motion of my limbs could be caught in the camera of their eyes.

Even though I was really scared, I was still curious to know what was contained in the other messages, so I cautiously creeped with my hand and picked up the phone from where I had dumped it earlier, with my hands terribly shaking and my heart pounding in fright against my chest.

My eyes caught another message on the screen, and I fearfully opened it to seep in the contents fully. What a nasty!? The message was spewing pure vermin!

I could only suspect one person, and that was Mia. I couldn’t even bring myself to think straight. In fact, ever since I got into this whole mess with Brandon and Ethan, I hadn’t been able to just sit down, think real straight, and maybe, figure things out. How was I supposed to do that when every single moment was filled with its own chaos!

Why the hell was she blackmailing me!? I mean, she got the guy she always wanted - like, she literally snatched him from me, and I didn’t complain. She even went ahead to set me up with a man poisoned with some hilarious intoxicants, just so she could use our affair to blackmail me, and make me look like the cheating one. Was this not too much!?

How could she betray me like that!? This was a girl I thought was my only sibling on this planet or even the next. What exactly was she hoping to achieve with this? Money? Sadly, her cute, monstrous boyfriend cyphoned everthing while I was writhing my life away in the hospital.

Oh, Mia… have you not done enough already?

She literally had an option to either cheat with Ethan or not, but she chosed to cheat. She wasn’t even sorry, she kept doing it. What hurt me wasn’t the fact that she actually cheated, because I really didn’t care, but it hurt me so much that she was my best friend. The only friend I actually grew up with and envisioned a forever friendship with. It was so devastating, I couldn’t bear the betrayal.

I know someone might think that I was no different from her, but that was a lie. I didn’t kill Gin on purpose, I was torn between two options - it was either he lived or I lived, and all I did was a form of self defense, but terror made me drive my blade into him until he was dead. Even though he wronged me, I couldn’t still live with the guilt of killing my bestfriend’s brother, though, my own life was on the line. Like I said, two worse options and none is ever better. That has been the cycle in my life.


I couldn’t explain the weight of the pain I carried. This felt worse than death for a moment. I wished I could just vanish from here. Disappear to somewhere really far away, where no one knew me or could care less. I got tired of my life daily and there was hardly a moment that, ending it all, didn’t cross my mind.

I opened the next message, and it was from that gnome, Mia! How dare she!? An apology?? After she sent a threat to me with a privatised number, she then sent an apology message to me. Wow, how else do you define manipulation?

“Are you trying to confuse Galena? Cos it’s not working!” I crooned as I glared at the text on my phone. She sent that apology text just to confuse me and make me never suspect her. So typical of her! She was just being pathetic because she had no idea that the schoolgirl in Galena Fields died a long time ago.

I thought of what to do… should I just play along and act like I didn’t know it was her all along, or… should I just confront her and let her know that I knew all her schemes? Of course, I choosed the latter.

I dailed her number and she picked on the first ring - oh so innocent! Acting like she was a saint. She had a very soft, apologetic tone when her voice came on.

“Lena…” she called but I cut her off angrily.

“Oh don’t you dare!” I warned, “are you not tired of the pretense already?”

“I’m sorry…”

“Cut the crap! Can you just stop blackmailing me? What do you aim to get with that?”

“Blackmail you?”

“Oh there she goes again!” I said, laughing hysterically, “you’re gonna act innocent now?”

"What? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” she seemed honest, I was almost swayed by her words.

“How can you even find the courage to deny this? You disgust me Mia!” I spat angrily at her, and she went silent for a while before speaking again in the most heartbroken voice ever. I could almost feel pain in her voice.

“Lena… I know you and I have fallen out so much, and I’m not proud of it. I would never blackmail you Lena. I would never do that when I also am a victim of it…” she was trying to say with a crying voice when it felt like her voice was muffled. That seemed strange.

“Hello?” I called as I didn’t hear her voice, wondering what might have happened. “Hello?” I called again, but I soon regretted it.

The voice I could pay anything never to hear again, came over the phone in a gruff tone.

“Come to our usual spot, Galena. I’m here with Mia. You don’t wanna be late.” and the call was hung up from the other end.