Virtuously Evil [Book 1 of Animosity series]

Chapter 4: Heinous bitch.

Anava did not call back, respecting my decision and I guess she thought of giving me some personal space too, yet a few messages from her did not go unnoticed.

The whole night went in me twisting and turning every five seconds, putting my hands and legs high up in the air and staying like that for minutes. Finally, when sleep came to me, my alarm starting ringing. I got to sleep only for an hour.

When I woke up in the morning, I decided to put on my smiley-face so that Jay does not have the satisfaction of seeing me lament. On the inside, I felt myself getting numb. I hated that feeling of numbness and nothingness.

Not only did I lose my virginity but also I used a decent person, stealing his innocence, the person who liked me greatly just so my enemy would stop calling me a 'Virgin'. I felt disgusted with myself. Why did I act so selfishly?

I wanted nothing more but to greatly apologize to Chase and slap myself repeatedly for being so puerile and egocentric. I accept that I was a bitch, I have always been one but when did I turn into a heinous bitch? Remorse took over my body and I fell into a fragile state.

I went towards my locker, opened it and just stood there doing nothing contemplating every decision I've ever made.

My outfit consisted of a gray crop top and black jeans, my bellybutton piercing being clearly visible. I paired it up with my gray sneakers and my everyday rings on my fingers.

I was really grumpy in the morning so no way I was going to irritate myself further by keeping my hair down, so I tied it up in a messy bun.

Someone slid into the my locker, almost making me fall, "Hey Virginnnn, wassuupp?" the person screamed in my face.

Jayceono. Fucker.

I smirked, "I thought people said that one's face glows after losing virginity, isn't mine glowing?" I replied. My smirk not moving an inch.

His grin dropped. wait what? He took a step towards me, too close for my personal space. "What did you just say?" He asked, his voice being awfully deep and dangerous.

"Did I stutter?" I replied. Using my phone, I scrolled through the Instagram feed and tried to act like I was not interested in whatever he was saying.

"Who?" He asked, taking my phone from my hands and throwing it inside my locker.

"That's a mother flipping iPho-."

"Who was it?" He asked again. Af if recalling the moments from previous night, I licked my bottom lip and bit it. Twirling a strand of my hair that fell from the bun, I looked up, at the ceiling smiling a little. I then let out a dreamy sigh. Damn, this was a difficult act to keep up.

"Who. Was. It?" He asked again, gripping my collar tightly and pushing me against his chest. His breaths were ragged and his face screamed anger.

"Chase." I replied, getting a bit scared of this version of Jay.

He let go of me and went somewhere else. I just shrugged and went to my first class with Kase. I tried really hard to focus in the class, but my mind was against me. Kase looked at me a few times before asking me if I wanted to visit the Medical room, I politely declined.

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The others were eating lunch at our usual table except Anava and me. We both sat on the floor of one of the cubicles of the Girl's restroom. She hugged me the whole time and rubbed my back in a soothing, motherly manner. I was crying, full on ugly, snot dripping crying.

And why was I crying? Even I did not know. The only thing that I did know, was that I never cried. Whatever life threw at me, I accepted it and moved on. But I never cried over such silly matters.