Chapter Four

NATASHA'S POV

I frowned as I debated whether to take the call or not. The last time we talked was when we had an argument because she was suddenly close to Sasha.

When I confronted her, she said she was only doing it for me and because Sasha promised to help her find out about her parents.

And then she told me Sasha would like to apologize for what she did to me.

I reluctantly followed her back to their spot where she hung out with her minions and other elites.

Sasha did apologize. She looked genuinely remorseful and she even promised to help me prove Meredith killed Patty.

That was two weeks ago, I hadn't gotten any news or seen either of them since then.

When I told Peter, he simply told me to stay away from Sasha. According to him, they grew up together.

I finally took the call.

“Hey, bestie.” She chirped. I grimaced. Could I still call her that though?

She sounded happy. Did Trent buy her another set of clothes or jewelry?

Probably, it was surprising that they were still dating till now. Hanging out with him had also earned her fame and a lot of elites even mistook Layla as one too.

“Hey. You seem happy.” I said. She laughed and I could see her flicking her hair the way she always did.

I smiled, maybe I still did know her after all.

“Check the news website. I told you Sasha was being serious about helping you…because of me!” She squealed.

I frowned and turned to look at Peter. He saw the serious look on my face and he sat upright, his smile disappeared.

“Okay, I'll check it out and call you back or something.” I told her.

“Okay. Call me as soon as you watch it.” She said and hung up before I could say anything else.

Peter moved closer to me.

“What's wrong? Are you okay? Did Layla say something again?” He asked.

I smiled. Peter happened to have witnessed Layla “saying mean things” to me a couple of times.

Of course, he thought no real friend would say something like that to their friend but I promised him I was used to it and I was sure Layla loved me.

“No, she asked me to check the school website. Something about Sasha helping me.” I told him.

He frowned and scoffed, folding his arms across his chest.

“Helping? Nah, people don't use Sasha and helping in the same sentence. She only helps herself.” He said.

“Why are you so sure about her anyway? You said you mostly grew up with her but you wouldn't explain anything else.”

He rubbed a hand against his forehead.

“Trust me. You don't need to know. She's…just bad news. She's selfish, arrogant, cruel and believes she can get whatever she wants.”

He shook his head and looked at me.

“She's probably just using Layla because Layla needs something from her, but Sasha doesn't do anything for free.”

I frowned.

“Well, you already know Layla's parents died here. She's looking for them. That's the only reason she’s chumming up to Sasha.” I explained.

He shrugged.

“She must have given Sasha something in return or she's still paying her back for information.” He said.

The way he was looking at me…he was holding something back. There was something he wasn't telling me.

I frowned, “Tell me, you're holding something back.” I said.

He smiled bitterly.

“It's just that I'm convinced Sasha might be using Layla to get close to you.”

My heart beat increased rapidly. No way… Layla would never do that to me, right?

Why would Sasha want to get close to me anyway? To bully me even more? It didn't exactly make sense…

I shook my head.

“You know what? Let's just check the website first. It must be a video, Layla said something about calling her when I'm done watching.” I said.

He shrugged and brought out his phone and quickly logged in to the school website.

He frowned as his eyes glued to a video on the screen.

“You have to see this.” He said as he started to increase the volume.

I moved closer and peered into his phone. It was a video of Meredith being dragged off by the police while she yelled at Sasha.

“How could you do this? I'm your friend! You backstabbing bitch.” Meredith hissed as she was dragged away.

Sasha said nothing as she looked into the camera.

“Meredith confessed to the crime herself…” she started to talk and the video changed to one of Meredith caught on camera talking with Sasha.

“Yes, I killed that freak…she used to hang out with that fat girl…I should have killed her instead…her friend just got in the way…”

The video cut back to Sasha talking into the camera.

“It's time for these senseless killings to stop. Subs are humans too. They can be friends…” she smiled at Layla standing with her and her minions and Layla smiled back.

“They can be family too. As long as I'm here, I'll do everything I can to make the bullying stop…”

Peter ended the video and cast his phone aside.

“Okay, this is total BS. Why on earth would Sasha do something like this? All the elites will come for her! God, she's fucking cunning.”

He sounded like he was talking more to himself.

But yeah…he was right. Sasha just confirmed that subs were really bullied to death at Delengade and she even turned in her own friend.

All to convince me she was serious about being a changed person?

I hated to admit it, but it was working.

My phone started to ring again and I answered it knowing it had to be Layla.

“Are you done watching?” She asked.

I turned to Peter whose expression was hard as he stared at me.

“Yeah, I have…I…I have no idea what to say.” I replied honestly.

She laughed.

“Oh, sweetie. It's okay to be a bit confused…but it's real! I told you Sasha is a different person now.”

I smiled tentatively.

“That's great…”

“I know right. She's even making plans to have any elite who bullies another student expelled.”

“That's great…”

“I know, right? She's been helping me a lot too. She's just the sweetest. She's hot, she's rich, she's smart. She's like my best friend too.”

My chest squeezed painfully and I blinked and looked away from Peter. I didn't want him to see me if I ended up crying.

“I'm happy for you…”

“Of course you are! Anyway, Sasha's having a party at her place in two weeks. She's inviting you.” She announced like she was announcing the winner of a lottery.

I blinked. Wow. Sasha was inviting me to a party? That was…unbelievable. Would I go? I had no idea.

But would that make me ungrateful if I didn't? Would she suddenly turn on me again for refusing her invitation?

It was rude to ignore someone's invitation too…

I looked at Peter who was still staring at me, looking like he was ready to commit murder.

He would certainly not let me go.

“Okay, um…I'm in, I guess.” I replied.

She squealed.

“Yay, I'll give you all the details later. And when the time comes I'll pick you up. You'll have to wear something pretty!” She yelled.

Then she ended the call before I could say anything else.

The call had hardly ended before Peter was on me.

“What was that all about?” He asked.

I grinned nervously, it was like waiting for him to explode.

“Sasha's inviting me to her party.”

He scoffed and glared at him.

“Don't tell me you're thinking of going?” He asked.

I sighed. What about Layla? She would be there, I was worried about her and frankly I guess I didn't want to lose her too.

I already lost Patty and it felt like I lost Layla too, and I lost Professor Cain too, even though he wasn't mine to lose in the first place.

I only had Peter. He was the only one left with me by my side.

“I won't go if you don't want me to.” I offered.

“Good, you're not going.” He ordered and pulled me towards him.