Beneath the whispers

Chapter 38

Change of plans, apparently our captors are ahead of us and they have sent someone to join us to keep a close eye on us

If he dies, they would start to suspect and if he don’t we wouldn’t know how to get through with our plan. He is at liberty to keep an eye on us and he would definitely want in on whatever plan we might have. But I did find a good fight topic, I just hope the others catch on real quick

“I am Thelma” Thelma smiles and stretches her hand for a shake, when Harper return the gesture she pulls him in for a hug instead

“Thelma” I drag her name. She breaks free and scowls at me

“What? He is cute” she winked at him and he lets out an awkward chuckle. We haven’t told them that Harper was one of the two people that carried the dead body we watched that day. If not she wouldn’t even want to touch him one bit

“I am Rose –”

“That is all” Tony interrupts her and she hits his shoulder “don’t bore him with the whole flower stuff” we all break into a cackle at Tony’s words

“I did think that your parents were too lazy to pick a unique name for you that they just thought of the most common flower in history” I say with a laugh hanging in my throat which I let out along with the others and she drops her head

Seeing that I reach out to her hand “come on Rose, I was just jealous that you looked better than I did” I say and she breaths a laugh

“Well, your boots were really wonderful. I know you thought I was mocking you” her pleasant voice like music in my ears. I smile back at her – she was right. I was furious because I did felt she was mocking me

“I am not so surprised” Olivia said and we all face her, she had been quiet all along “she had always wanted to look better than anyone else and if you happen to have a better fashion sense she would hate you for it”

“I wasn’t that bad Olivia, I just am a fashion enthusiast and I don’t like it when people abuse their fashion sense”

“quit the play girl, Rose was the first person that never made a mistake in her clothing choice for your perfectionistic mind and that made you mad especially when you didn’t have time to pack actual cloths after Jeff scrambled your black heart” ouch! I do hope this is the fight we had planned to have because what the hell was that

“How would you know that? Rose now gossips with you about me. Are you that envious of me?” I move my weight from one leg to the other and Harper slowly step back since he was between me and Olivia

“oh I wouldn’t bother, what do I do when you always seem to manage yourself to spring into my line of vision”

“are you that obsessed with and engulfed in my life?”

“you wish”

“dude, what is your problem? Why don’t you spill your guts because I am getting freaking mad from your uncomfortable bout of passive aggression. Spill!”

“wanna hear it? fine I will tell you what those your fake friends didn’t have the guts to tell you” she walks up to me and licks her lips hurriedly fuming at me “you are one entitled little brat who somehow thinks herself better than anyone else whereby you cannot seem to be valuable unless you bring down the value of others. You pry on making your hair, doing makeup, doing your nails and all that to convince yourself that you are worth to be looked at twice”

She pauses for a breath and I swallow hard searching her face for a sign that she didn’t mean everything she just said but her eyes are dark with burning rage and that make me gape “you are so toxic that you rip the people that truly care for you of all their sanity because you wouldn’t just be appreciative for once in your life. That is why your mother would always call me in tears because of your dumb ass” wait, why is she bringing my mother into this? “you only derive a sense of value in what you wear and how you look because you are filthy inside and yet in all that you still manage to stink so much”

“Olivia!” game or not, she is taking it too far and I am not the one supposed to run out, she was – finishing me up like this will make it awkward if she had to be the one to run out. I don’t like this but I have to level up the game, she did release the venom first. Let’s know which stings harder “is this because of Jeffery?”

“you think? I don’t care a minute about Jeffery girl, you didn’t need to snatch him to get on my rotten apples”

“stop it already, we all know how much you are jealous of me. First is copying my hairstyle and then is trying to lose weight because I joked about it. you have always worshiped me from the first day you met me. Do you know what I do to the cheap birthday presents you always get for me, I dip a hole in my backyard and bury it, because it will taint my trash can”

Tony and Willow flinches while the other girls just gapes at me, the flame in Olivia’s eyes had dimed and I can only see hurt

The truth is I did burn her presents because they were too cheap for my collections but I wasn’t supposed to say it like this and not now that I have decided to value what really matter but I cannot stop now, we are in the middle of a fight and she didn’t go easy on me so

I continue “you know I hated being around you so much that I registered for a math lesson after school knowing I would be done when your part time job starts and then you joined the class too so you make sure you are all up on my butt. My friends were so irritated by you that they wouldn’t want to hang when you are there because you stink of poverty. Yet mother made me go to school with you every day threatening to cut my allowance if I stopped being your friend, that is exactly the only reason I tolerated you”

I stop with heavy panting looking at her through the tears that had laced over my eyes, I had hurt her again and the problem is that all these I said were true and I knew hers were too

Apart from realizing how horrible a friend I was, I just spilled some of that horrible nature in front of her and what was supposed to be fake turned out more real than I could ever imagine

I tricked myself into believing that I was good to Olivia as a friend and she didn’t value my contributions in her life but now I understand why she felt alone in the world and why she couldn’t talk to me about her deepest feelings and dark fantasies

Olivia steps back slowly, the tears that clogged her eyes overflows and multiple drops slide down her cheeks. she whimpers a little and holds her chest squeezing on her cloth like she could actually feel her heart aching

She loved me and she still does but I, being the ass I am quite popular for, I took it all for granted for the fake people I let surround me – I am so sorry Olivia. I almost say but she dashes out from the hotel right before my eyes.

I am grateful I suggested that the weapons be with the person when he or she leaves instead of having to pick it because from what I saw in my best friend’s eyes, she wasn’t longer going according to plan

I am the worst possible friend in history. A huge breath leaves my lungs and it tightens in response, I drag in air but my lungs is too squeezed that the air don’t settle, instead it all rushes back out proving how filthy my inside is

I gasps for air but nothing happens and Through my foggy vision, I see them hurry towards me but before they could get close enough my legs give out and darkness snaps at my face