CHAPTER FIVE

SCREW YOU, NADIA

CHELSEA’S POV

“Oh if it isn’t lady saddintown” Nadia said as she walked across the hall to approach me. I rolled my eyes at her and continued on with what I was doing. 

“Ignoring me now, bitch?” She said in annoyance. I really don’t need this from anyone. Especially her. After everything that has transpired between us, she still has the nerve to show her face here. Gosh, I better go before another drama stirs up.

As I was about to walk away, I felt an arm pull me backwards. The nails felt sharp and deep. I winced in pain and looked back only to see Chloe. 

Weird, I was expecting Nadia’s arm on me but instead it’s her. “No matter what happens, I’ll ALWAYS make sure your life is a living bloody hell.” She uttered in a low voice. Lips squeezed and facial expressions mixed with anger and something I can’t quite place my mind on yet.

I jerked my shoulders off from her palms and walked away. “I just need to stay far away from everyone.” The guests, the guards, my husband. Everything.

Chloe’s eyes cut sideways,and I saw quick smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth like she was checking that someone was watching. I turned slowly.

That was when I saw her. Standing in front of me with her hands on her sides, giving me that smirk on her left cheek. 

“Oh my God, for Christ’s sake …freaking leave me alone.” I groaned in annoyance. “You’re a stalker now? Shit!!”

“How’s Ryan?” She asked with a smirk heavingly glaring on at the side of her cheek. I couldn’t answer. Hearing his name alone made me almost tear up. She stepped in closer.

“Do you know what Ryan told me the night before graduation? When he was drunk and sad because his mother threatened to cut him off?” She smiled slowly. 

“He said he felt trapped by you. That you were so fragile, so broken, he couldn't leave without feeling like a monster. He was looking for a way out, Chelsea. I just handed him one.”

I held my fist tightly trying to dinghy myself from uttering these words I might regret. It was literally sitting at the tip of my tongue but after studying her face. I decided not to make a scene because I knew she wasn’t worth all that time and energy. 

“You’re lying. Jeez, just stop already.” I revolted back at her.

“Am I though?” She tilted her head. “Then why isn't he here right now? Why did he let them drag him out without throwing a single punch? He screamed your name, sure. It still doesn’t mean shit Chelsea. He didn't fight and will NEVER fight for you.”

My hands shook so badly I had to grip the table behind me.

Nadia leaned in, her lips brushing my ear, her voice silk over broken glass. “You know what the best part is? I'm going to marry his brother. Did you know that? Victoria's mother arranged it months ago.  I'll live in the house you're being thrown out of. I'll sleep in the same bed with him. He fuck md till my eyes roll out backwards and every morning, I'll wake up and thank God I'm not you.”

She pulled back just to look me in the eyes.

“You want to know why I really did it?” Her smile vanished. “I did it because I hate you. I literally hate every fucking inch about you.”

“Nadia.” I looked in disbelief.

“You were nothing. You had nothing, you came from nothing, and yet you walked around like your suffering made you special. Like your dead mom made you tragic instead of pathetic.” Her voice hardened and became deeper. “Your mom didn't leave you. She literally found a way to escape you. At least, she had the decency to die rather than watch you fail at being a person.”

The room felt suffocating. Everywhere became blurry.

Nadia pressed her palm flat against my chest, and pushed me to the ground. 

The whole hall became quiet.

“Now you’re married to a freak. A monster.”she said softly.

“Ryan hates you and I’m so done pretending to be your friend.” She wiped her hands against her dress and noticed the stares were all on her.

I turned around searching for my husband, to see if he’d come to my rescue but he was nowhere to be found. Everyone stood still while they watched us like we were a show playing on for their entertainment. 

She turned and walked away but paused halfway, looking over her shoulder with a devilish smile.

“Oh and Chelsea?” Her voice wasn’t loud but it didn’t sound happy either. “When loneliness finally eats you up, just remember you did this to yourself. I just you know…gave you a little push.”

“Hey!! Step away from my wife” a loud voice thundered from behind across the hall. Security we’re rushing in towards the direction of Nadia. 

Normally I’d feel elated that this situation is over but after seeing the dead body behind Nadia, everything took a different turn.