Chapter 5 : Something is wrong

**John’s POV**

I stood by my locker, peering at a group of girls chatting on the other side of the hall. I knew a few of them from hanging out with Blake, but she was nowhere to be seen. Her best friend, Alisha, was missing too. What could possibly be going on? Blake was usually here by now; she was always surrounded by some group of girls—she was the popular one. Girls like her were always making new friends, unlike her sister.

I glanced over at Billie, who was busy muttering to her only friend, Ann. They seemed to be happily chatting, and Billie was blushing the entire time. What could possibly be making her so happy? And why was she blushing? This was a new development. I had never seen her laugh like this before. Since Ann became her friend, Billie didn’t seem the same. She used to be the gloomy one, always sulking. People didn’t really like her, and I didn't either; I just used her to get good grades in English class. Now that I no longer needed her help, our connection had fizzled out.

What made Ann want to befriend Billie? It didn’t make sense to me. Billie didn’t usually attract friends, yet here was this new girl who seemed eager to be her friend. I couldn’t figure it out; it was beyond my understanding.

I checked the time. It was almost eight-thirty, and still, Blake was nowhere to be seen. I wanted to ask Billie about it, but I dropped the idea. I would wait for Blake like I used to.

Just as I was about to open my locker, someone suddenly slammed their hand down on it, forcing it shut. I turned around. “Who the hell—” I stopped mid-sentence, staring at the intruder in front of me. Blake was glaring at me, her eyes blazing and stained with tears. It looked like she had been crying.

What the hell happened? I thought. I hadn't done anything to upset her, right? I would never do anything to annoy her because I loved her. Yes, I loved her. It felt different when I was with Billie, but this was true. I couldn't have possibly done anything to upset Blake. Except...

“I know you did this!” she shot at me. Did what? “I know you can't be trusted! How dare you go behind my back and write her a letter pretending to be MN or whatever?”

I stared at her in confusion. What was she talking about? I needed to find out. “What do you mean? Who did I write a letter to?”

I think I had just angered her more because I could see her fuming. “Don't act like you know nothing, you dumbass! You wrote a letter to Billie saying she is the most beautiful girl in the world and even better than me! You betrayed me!”

I Glared at Blake. Me? Wrote a letter to Billie telling her she is the most beautiful girl in the world.? How can I write that? I don't love her anymore. I didn't even love her while we were dating. She is fat, ugly, and disgusting to me. I loved Blake from the start. I only used Billie as a pushover how many times can I go on telling her that or anyone who thinks I might have fallen for that pig? How can I?

I wanted to defend myself but she stormed out before I could. I could feel everyone's eyes at Billie hearing them.

“Oh my God, so John loved her while he lies to us about only using her for a grade in his English, she is lucky to have a handsome boyfriend than Blake”

I fumed. What the hell are they saying? I turned and looked at Billie she was watching this scene and she couldn't deny it. She wanted to look like a real star.

I walked towards her. I would teach her.

I gripped her hand as soon as I reached her. She tried to let her hand go free but I held it tightly.

“Hey stop it you are hurting her,” Ann whined trying to free her friend's hand from my grip but I just held it.

“Follow me now” I commanded her as I dragged her along. She couldn't resist as students stared at us. Ann was walking behind us still trying to free her hand.

I walked into one of the soccer changing rooms and locked the door immediately making it impossible for Ann to come in. She banged on the door.

“Open the damn Door John, do not hurt her she knows nothing” She wailed but I didn't care about her opinion. If truly is Billie innocent and didn't know anything then she should tell me.

“What the hell did you show Blake?” I glared at her.

“I didn't tell her anything I promise, it was just a postcard and I didn't know who sent it, she just got it wrong,” she said hiding her eyes. She was trembling.

“What are you talking about? Someone sent you a Postcard, and you didn't know who it was ?”

She nodded. I could tell she was telling the truth. But I wanted to press it in her for making Blake yell at me, she is going to pay for that.

“And what did the letter say, that he loves you and you are the most beautiful girl in the world?.” I asked.

She kept quiet she didn't answer. So it is true.

“I guess it was just a joke Billie,” I said. She finally look up at me.

I tried to find a lie to confuse her. she had to pay for making Blake cry.

“What?” She asked.

“It was just a joke, I had one of my friends write it to you, it was just a prank, it was all a lie. You are not beautiful. You are just the ugliest girl I have ever seen and so it is true he said you would fall for it, but I don't believe but now I know it is true. No one would ever love you, I think you are starting to have hope again, well it is all a lie I think you drop out of the fantasy and don't look at yourself as comparable to Blake” I said.

Her face was full of shock, and she stared at me.

“No it's not true, it's not,” she said trying hard not to break down. I smiled it worked she fell for it.

I titled my head to the side. Faking it even more. “It true you had better forget about him. MN or whatever because it is not real. It was only a prank well I guessed he won the bet after all. I would have to give him his five bucks, what a loser. you disappointed me Billie you did”

She was already crying, her lower lips were trembling, and when she couldn't take it anymore.

She ran towards the door, unlocked it and flew outside without stopping to look at Ann who was standing by the door. A shocked expression crossed Ann face.

She turned and glared at me. "What the hell did you say to her, John?"

I smiled. "It was only the truth. I guess you should go after her and persuade her, or who knows what she might do?"

She sighed. "I promise, if you did or said anything stupid, I..." She stopped mid-sentence and hurried after her friend.

She seems like a good friend. At least Billie needs someone like her by her side, as she isn't aware of what she is about to face.

I thought, "A postcard? Something is starting to go wrong, and I need to find out what it is." It was all a lie when I told Billie that it was just a bet, but I knew it wouldn't be long before the man came back for her. It seemed like she was starting to attract an admirer.

I gasped. The guy who had been staring at Billie at the boutique—although I couldn't see him clearly, it seemed like it was him.