Chapter 1

Alisha Perry, an average looking seventeen-year-old girl with a very long, natural blonde hair, extremely skinny and paled skin applied a bloody red lipstick on her lips, and checked herself in the mirror before walking out of her room.

"Mom" she called as she walked to the sitting room "I'm going out. I will soon be back."

"Okay. Have a nice time."

Alisha touched a small box inside her jacket and smiled with all her heart before replying her mother "I will."

Today was Alisha's seventeenth birthday. After celebrating her birthday with her only family member who was her mother, she had planned to visit someone later in the evening. But when Alisha stepped out of the house, the weather had been so cold to the extent that she had deliberated whether to postpone what she was planning to do or not

No. She thought. I'm doing it today. And with that thought being fixed into her heart, she walked more determinedly to her destination. Her destination wasn't that far, it was just a twenty minutes journey.

Halfway to her destination, her phone vibrated inside her pocket and she hurriedly brought it out. She checked the caller and it was one of her friends whose name was Miranda. Alisha had saved her name as Mindy and had grinned sheepishly when she had saw Mindy's name on her phone screen. Without anymore delay, she picked up the call.

"Mindy! Mindy!" She said into the phone.

"Hey." Mindy replied "How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"Hope you got my text in the morning and your present?"

"Absolutely. Thank you so much. It means so much to me."

"It's okay. I'm just glad that you like it. I'm so sorry for not being with you today. You know that I would have excused myself if I could."

"I know. You don't have to feel bad" Alisha replied.

"So, where are you now? I can hear the sound of cars."

"Guess." Alisha said with her beautiful smile still on her face.

"Hmmmmmm" Mindy hummed into the phone for some seconds before giving up "Just tell me. You know that I'm bad at guessing."

"Try. I'm giving you a second chance."

Mindy hummed again into the phone before giving up "I give up. I don't know."

"Okay." Alisha said disappointedly "I'm on my way to Zhang's house."

"Zhang?" Mindy questioned as if she had heard the name wrong.

"Yeah, Zhang."

The next second, Mindy shouted horrifically into the phone "Alisha! Don't tell me...!"

"Yeah. That is what I'm doing. I'm on my way to his house" she replied boldly before smirking "Don't worry, if everything goes well, you will be the first to know."

"Alisha, don't do this. For the sake of our friendship." Mindy said sadly.

"For the sake of our friendship, Mindy, allow me to be happy. Let me have something that my mother was deprived of. I love him and he loves me" Alisha said as she used her left hand to touch the small box that was inside her jacket.

"Alisha" Mindy called sadly.

"Mindy, please..."

Mindy sighed heavily and said "I hope everything goes well."

Alisha smiled when she heard this and said "Thank you."

"Alright. We will talk later."

"Oh wait" Alisha shouted into the phone because she knew that Mindy was about to hang up the phone.

"I'm still here." Mindy replied.

"What about Piaf? I've been trying her number since morning, it's not going through."

Piaf was Alisha's second friend. The three of them had been friends since grade 7.

"I also tried her number. It's unreachable. She might just be out of battery."

"I hope that is her excuse." Alisha said sadly. "There was no call nor text message nor present."

"She might be busy." Mindy said.

"Miranda" someone called in the background.

"Alisha, we will talk later, I have to go now." Mindy said urgently

"Okay, bye."

"Bye love you"

"I love you too"

After hanging up the phone, Alisha realized that she was just six minutes away from Zhang's apartment and she walked faster.

But two minutes after hanging up the phone, her phone buzzed and she brought it out. It was an email and it was from an unknown source. The subject of the message was Zhang, and it body were just six words that infuriated Alisha to the core.

ZHANG ISN'T WHO YOU THINK HE IS.

The first thing that infuriated Alisha was the fact that the message was from an unknown source and the second thing was the audacity that the crazy- person had to send her such an annoying message.

"Motherf***ker." she swore as she angrily deleted the message and walked faster. I'm going to prove all of you wrong. She thought as she started climbing the stairs.

She touched the small box that was inside her jacket for the last time and smiled to herself as she stood in front of his slightly opened door and was about to open it before a familiar voice stopped her from doing so.

"When are you going to tell her?" A familiar female voice asked.

"Give me some more time." a male voice replied.

"Zhang, I'm done giving you time. Just tell her and let's get this over with."

Alisha unconsciously put her hand inside her jacket pocket and squeezed the small beautiful box that she had worked extra hours at a restaurant for the last six months in order to purchase. Just in a second, her world was crumbling in front of her own eyes and she had no idea what to do. Her heartbeat was thumping so loud as if it was about to explode and she had no idea when hot tears started falling down her cheeks.

"The girl is stupidly in love with me. It's going to ruin her." Zhang said pitifully.

"She is strong." the familiar female voice replied "I'm going to call her right now with your phone and you're going to tell her. It's either that or you lose me."

"Give me some more time, Piaf." Zhang said.

Alisha breathe in and out heavily when she heard Piaf's name. She was still finding it hard to believe that one of her best friends who she had always considered her sister was the one inside the room with Kim Zhang, her first love both physically and emotionally.

She felt like fainting but she tried to be strong. The only option that she had now was to face her enemies.

"I can't wait to see her reaction when you tell her that you are no longer interested in her. I'm sure she is going to land in an hospital from the shock." Piaf said mockingly. "It's ringing. The fool will soon be picking up" Piaf added and Alisha imagined Piaf giving Zhang's phone back to him.

And lo and behold, Alisha's phone vibrated inside her jacket pocket but instead of picking up the call, she ignored it, wiped away her tears and opened the door.