I was seeing it, but I could not believe or fathom it. I was staring blankly at my mom on top of my ‘best friend’. “Oh my God!” she screamed. No, nothing they can say will forgive them. They both betrayed me, and now they must suffer. I can not, under any circumstances, forgive them. Just have to wait. Wait for a chance to.

I acted my reaction, realizing that I stood there too long. “Oh my God! Why?! My mother…” I yelled, twisting my face in shock. The truth of the matter is I know that my mother, sorry, stepmother is a slut. A true whore, in every aspect. Also, I know as fact that she extremely apathetic. Good because what I have in store for you two…may God have mercy on your souls.

“Get out of here!” I left, stormed off actually. This is good, I have a chance to think, to plan. But now, I have to play a role. I’ll go back to the school, look for my adviser and give him a small, insignificant problem to talk about for an hour. She will come looking for me, to apologize, half-heartedly at best.