His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (highly illogical behavior .TXT) 📕

Past

Camille

After parking my bike in the school parking lot, I climbed off. Rika placed her hand on my shoulder and asked, “Are you alright?” 

“Yeah.” I forced a smile and walked towards the school entrance. 

“You look sad…” she said, stepping next to me. 

As she kept staring at me curiously, I restrained myself from looking into her eyes. “I’m okay,” I told her. 

“Cam...” she grasped my hand to prevent me from walking farther, then turned me around to face her. “What’s wrong with you?” 

“Nothing.” A sharp breath escaped my lips, forcing me to look away and hold back the tears. 

In shock, she whispered, “Are you crying?” When I didn’t look at her, she cupped my face and made me look into her hazel eyes. “Oh my gosh, you are fucking crying!” She exclaimed as a small tear poured out of my right eye and onto her hand. 

I shook myself away from her, pretending to rub my eyes. “I don’t know. I think I have something in my eye,” I said. 

Putting her hands on her hips, she demanded, “When did you start hiding things from me?” 

Trying to look puzzled, I asked, “What are you talking about?”. 

“You won’t tell me, will you?” 

“What do you mean?” I asked as I turned around and continued walking. 

“Is this a tear for Scott?” she snarled, and I felt my heart clench. “Don’t tell me you’re weeping for that motherfucker?” 

“Shut up, Rika!” 

“I want my answer!”  

Nervously, I began to bite my nails. 

“Cam…” 

My vision became blurry due to more tears. “He engaged Maura,” I muttered, biting my nails so roughly that my fingers bled. “What can he do, Rika? Why does he hate me so much? Can I have him? I want him for myself, only for myself.” Rika said nothing, just watching me with hurt in her eyes. “Am I ugly?”

She shook her head. “You’re beautiful.” 

“Am I cruel?” 

“You’re generous.” 

“Am I selfish?” 

“No, you’re self-sacrificing.” 

“Then why doesn’t he look at me?” 

“Because he has eyes on one girl who is Maura.” 

“What should I do to have his eyes on me?” I asked, wiping my tears away. 

“Get rid of Maura.” A sinister smile stretched her lips as she gazed at me. “Clear her out of your way, Cam.” 

“How?” 

“I’ll tell you how.” She smirked before tying her arm around mine, and we started walking toward the class. 

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“She’s going to wear this dress for today’s role play.” Rika grinned as she showed a white velvet gown with huge pearls on its corset. 

Frowning, I looked at her. “What’s cooking in your mind?” 

“She’ll remember this lesson forever.” 

“What are you gonna do with it, Rika?” 

“We’ll cut her gown’s straps.” She turned the gown around, pointing at the thin straps. “I’m gonna take great pleasure in seeing her young breasts while she is performing on the stage.” 

“Oh no, Rika!” I exclaimed. “Are you fucking crazy? We can’t do this…”  

“Why can’t we?” Her brows snapped together. 

“Because it is wrong.” 

“Since when did you start to decide right or wrong?” 

“I mean, this is…” I shook my head when I was unable to find the right words. “I’m not with you, Rika. I’m not supporting you with this plan.” 

“It’s going to be fun, sweetie,” Rika said. Her excitement was undeniable. 

“No.” 

“Yes.” 

“No.” 

“Yes.” 

“N…” 

“Okay, no!” she said with a big pout. “But we can’t let her go plain, can we?” 

“What do you have in mind?” 

“Why don’t we cut one strap instead of both? It’ll give a small glimpse of her shaggy titties.”

“You won’t change your dirty plan, will you?” I rolled my eyes with an exasperated sigh. 

“Come on, we can go for this, darling,” she said sweetly, making my heart melt. 

I kept quiet for a while, thinking about her plan. 

“Don’t you want to take revenge on rumors she has been spreading for years on you?” She placed her hands on her hips while mimicking Maura’s voice. “Camille is bitch! Camille is an ugly rat! Camille is a bully! Camille is this and Camille is that… I mean relax bitch. If nobody notices, then you’ll use Camille’s name to get the entire school’s attention. I don’t know why she is always jealous of you.” 

“Because Scott washes my car, not hers…” I joked and she broke into a laugh. 

“Let this work be completed before someone catches us red-handed.” 

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“I’m excited!” Rika grinned as we were heading toward the theater. “Let the drama unfold.” She winked and squeezed my hand softly. “You know, I can’t see you sad, Cami. I want to see you happy, smiling, and alive.”

“Are you happy?” I smiled and squeezed her hand back. 

“That’s why I want to make you happy, idiot.” She slapped my head softly. “I can’t live a happy life alone, girl. You’re my best friend. I could do anything for your happiness.”

I leaned forwards and kissed her lips, letting her know how much I loved her. “I love you.” 

“I love you too. Will you marry me?” 

I smiled and said nothing.  

“Come on, Scott, what are you looking at?” When I heard it my eyes snapped at Scott who was staring at us expressionless. His jaw flexed when Rika leaned over my shoulder, giving him a playful and seductive wink.

Ignoring his gaze as we passed past him and entered the theater. My heart thumped against my chest as I felt his hot, scorching gaze keep following me. “Why is he staring at you strangely?” Rika murmured near my ear, glancing past me. 

“I don’t know,” I said, taking our seats in the fifth row. 

“I just hate how handsome he is,” she said, popping candy in her mouth. “He has an expressive jawline and appealing blue eyes.” She munched the candies. “Have you ever seen him naked? He must have a gorgeous dick.” 

“You went crazy, Rika.” I rolled my eyes, glancing at the stage. “And stop talking about him.”