Chapter Two

    "Leave me the fuck alone!” I screamed, trying to set myself free from the security's hold.

"Go away Bethany you shouldn't be here, you don't belong here anymore." Gemini spat from behind the a guard. 

"Say that to my face you shit, come out pussy and see if I don't change it for you, I'll fucking teach you how to stick to one asshole." I screamed furiously still trying to release myself.

"There was never an asshole!”

Blinded with rage I force my way out of the big man's hold and ran with speed towards Gemini, dodging the man that tried to hold me again, my fist kissed Gemini's face almost immediately, I keep pounding his face until they managed to get me off his body.

"Say one more rude shit to me and I'll make you understand why no one messes with me, bitch!” I snatch my arms from the big guy's hold and take drunken steps out of the club and towards my car, well not exactly my car this was one of Janice's few cars I didn't know the name, didn't care to either.

A sly smile makes it's way to my face as I examine the car and noticed it had been bashed .

"Janice is gonna be mad, well only if she notices." chuckling to myself, I slam the door close and start the car turning the volume up the highest

You done, you tight? You suck at life?

You don't want a round three? You done suffered twice

Worship the queen and you might could pass

Keep it real, these bitches couldn't wipe my ass

"Wooooo," driving slowly, I raise a middle finger when I see Gemini limping out of the club with his new girlfriend under his arm.

"You couldn't wipe my ass bitch," I yelled before speeding off. Every thought of safety while driving flew out the window, not like I ever cared about that.

Anyway, stylist, go get Bvlgari

I am the ultimate Svengali

You, you bitches can't even spell that

You, you hoes bugging, repel that

Let me tell you this, sister

I am, I am colder than a blister

'Cause my flow's so sick, and I'm a lunatic

I sang along my head bobbing as the beat got harder, Nicki Minaj knew the right song to sing I mean she's such a cool woman the real deal.

         After honing for a long time the security decided to let me in, I pull up in the garage with a scowl on my face 

"Bastard," I cursed at him.

Giggling at nothing in particular  I walked shakily into the house. Once I reached Janice's door the urge to throw up became so bad, I bent over and felt all the alcohol make it's way from my tummy, out of my mouth and onto the ground.

Once satisfied and probably too tired to care I pass out at the front of Janice's room.

   

              Janice had woken me up this morning, the look on her face was priceless when she saw what I'd done in front of her door. Usually I remembered nothing from when I was drunk but me throwing up there wasn't something I'd forget anytime soon. 

Sighing when I take another drag from my cigarette I dip myself more into the bath tub, letting the warm water get to every part of my body.

I know I beat Gemini badly last night and I know for sure that I did the right thing, he had no right to cheat on me.

"Cheap piece of shit," I murmured harshly underneath my breath. 

I groan when another wave of pain hits me. “I'm never drinking again,” but that's just a lie I tell myself every time I'm hungover, not my fault really alcohol's too tempting.

         Much later, just as I'd expected a family meeting was called I was a hundred percent sure it was all because of me.

Lifting the cigarette up to my mouth, I take the first drag and blow the smoke on Janice's face.

Cough, “why’d you do that," cough "that's rude,” cough.

"You shouldn't smoke during family meetings," my father spoke first.

Blowing out another cigarette smoke, “yeah probably but who cares anyways."

"And here I thought after the death of your friend you'll gather little manners." Janice scoffed

"You know B, we've got no one but ourselves." Tessy said. her face upward towards the sky, she looked at peace. 

"No friends, no family, no loved ones, just us the misfits, the ones who can't be part of the crowd, the garbage."

"We've got no one else but ourselves." she turned her gaze towards me, “it’s you and I against the world no one else, best friends for ever!"

We clicked glasses like we did everyday, everyday until that day.

But now someone thought it'd be nice to remind me about the fact that I couldn't click glasses with my best friend or take shots at the club or thrash a store.

I hate a lot of things, so many things. I despised touch, I despised snide comments, I despised the color pink because it was Tessy's best color, I despised living, I hated the fact that my family was fucked up, I hated that I was fucked up, there was however something I hated the most .... snide comments about my best friend, the one friend who somehow became family. 

Blinded with rage my fist connect with her face.

"Don't ever talk about my family in such manner again." My fist met her face, one punch then two and three and I couldn’t stop. 

I keep pounding my fist in her pretty face too angry to stop even when she kept screaming. When my father was finally able to get me off Janice she was already unconscious , her left eye was badly bruised, her lips swollen. Infact Janice didn't look like Janice anymore.

I watched still angry, as my mum shouted at my father to lift Janice up so they could take her to the hospital.

Just before they left my mother glared at me, the hate she had for me burned brightly in her eyes while my father shook his head in disappointment.

He shouldn't be though, I already disowned myself long time ago I wasn't a member of this family.

"What's the worst thing that's ever happened to you?” The teacher asked.

Pulling the pen out of my mouth I replied. “being born."

An honest truth. Being born was by far the worst thing that ever happened to me, I hated it and watching them struggle to get Janice to the hospital only made me hate it more.

"Why so worried?.” A voice whispered.

"We have only each other remember, that's why she's in a bad condition right now."

Closing my eyes I hum along with the voice in my head as I made my way to my room. Janice deserved what she got she had no right to talk about my best friend like that when she's never even tried to be a sister. 

"worth piece of shit." inside myself, it felt like war. I wasn't still satisfied, I wanted to do more to Janice's face and God bless her if she provokes me again, I sure as hell wouldn't let her live.