Revenge.

She keeps staring at me, and I don't know what to do. "Hey, what are you looking at?" Jen asks me. I turn back to her, a bit confused. "Huh? Nothing..." I say, checking one last time if Chloe is still there, but she disappeared. Before starting an English class, I finish telling Jen about Dylan, and she is excited about it. But she is acting a bit weird, I feel like there is something that she needs to tell me, but she doesn't. I don't want to ruin the moment, so I don't say anything.

In class, everyone knows about Dylan and me, or better, the whole school. They keep asking me questions about him and if I can help them to meet him. I try to be nice to everyone, but they are too much, and I start to answer everyone with a: "I will try my best, you will get a picture with Dylan soon, don't worry!" and they all believe me. Wow, it's so stressful to be the girlfriend of a famous person, but I will get used to it. I guess.

When I finally get out of school, I immediately see Dylan's car. I am walking towards him, but someone grabs me by my elbow. "What the-" I say, but she lays her hand on my mouth so I can't talk. "Don't you dare to scream or I will slap that slut face of yours." I roll my eyes, and I nod, trying to act normal so that we won't catch anyone's attention. "Well, first of all, welcome back to Canada. Did you and Dylan have enough fun?" She asks. "Chloe, what the hell do you want from me?" She looks at me angrily. "You made me and Sam break up. It's your fault if he broke up with me!"

Oh god. "What the hell are you talking about? Just leave me alone, please." I am losing my patience. She smirks. "Now go back to your boyfriend, or he will doubt your absence. But remember: I will get revenge and you will pay for what you did, sooner than you think. Watch your back." and she walks away. Did she just threaten me?

I try not to freak out, even if I am scared. "Hey, are you okay?" I jump, and I almost scream. "Jen, you scared the hell out of me!" I snap at her. "Sorry...So, what are you and Dylan going to do now?" "Come with me." I say, grabbing her hand. She looks at me confused but without speaking. We reach Dylan, and he greets me with a kiss on the cheek.

"So... Dylan, this is Jennifer, my best friend, and Jen, this is Dylan, but I think that you already know that." He smiles at her, and she is about to faint. "Nice to meet you." They shake hands. "Hi..." she whispers. "Can you give us a ride, please? I would like to go to Sam's café, I need to talk to him." He nods, a bit confused. Jen is still shocked, so I say: "You will see Dylan very often, so get used to it." I laugh, and she gives me a glance but laughs right after.

After 10 minutes, we finally arrive at the café, and when Sam sees me, he immediately hugs me. Dylan stiffens, but I give him a 'don't be jealous' look. "You're back! And look who we have here..." Sam looks at Dylan, smiling. "I knew it! I am so happy for you." Sam looks excited at me and asks: "The usual?" I nod. "Guys, go and take a seat, I will reach you in a few minutes." Jen looks desperate; I hope that in these few minutes, she won't pass out.

When they finally sit, I turn back to Sam while preparing the cappuccino and two black coffees. "What is it? You look worried." Sam asks. "I met Chloe at school. She said that it's my fault that you two broke up and that she will get revenge. I don't know what to do. Should I believe her?" His jaw drops. "Oh god, she is crazy! Liv, I know her enough to say that you need to be careful, she is actually able to do the worst and most evil things. I can't do anything, but I am glad that you told me what happened. Are you going to tell Dylan?" He asks, looking worried. I shake my head. "I can't, I don't want to involve him in this, neither Jennifer. So please, don't tell them anything, can you do that for me?" He nods, and then I reach their table-

Sam comes right after with our orders, and we start to talk about school, some of Dylan's projects, and how happy Jen is. Now she feels pretty comfortable, and she understood that Foster is just a regular dude. Thank God she won't freak out ever again, at least I hope so. Suddenly, she gets a call. "Hello? Yeah, sure, on my way. Bye." "Did something wrong happen?" I ask her. "No...But I gotta go home, I will call you later and we will talk about it, okay?" I nod, and she hugs me, then she turns to Dylan: "It was a pleasure, or better, a dream, to finally meet you and talk to you." He smiles and says: "It was a pleasure for me too." "See ya!" She says, and I wave at her while she walks away.

"Shoot, it's already 4 pm! I had a meeting with Luke at 3:30 pm, he's gonna kill me if I don't go now." Dylan says. "Go then, I will text you as soon as I get home, okay?" He nods and gives me a soft kiss on the lips. "I am so sorry that I can't drive you home. I love you." He says. "It's okay, don't worry, now go. I love you too." He gives me one last kiss and then leaves.

After 40 minutes.

I tell Sam everything that happened in LA, he’s so curious to know, but he is still worried about what Chloe might do. I comfort him telling him that I am okay and that I will be careful. He pulls me in for a hug, and then I leave.

CHLOE'S POV.

I knew that she would meet Sam at the café; I bet that she told him what happened earlier. I park my car near the bus station, and I just wait for the right moment. Thanks to my resources, I also knew that Dylan had a meeting so that he wouldn't be able to drive her lovely girlfriend home, so this is the right moment to get revenge. That bitch needs to pay.

There she is, crossing the street to reach the bus station. Perfect, no one is walking or driving around here, so no one can see what will happen. I start the engine and get closer and closer to Olivia with my car. I go faster, and she turns her head in my direction. She tries to walk as fast as she can, but I am faster, so I can finally run over her. Boom, she is out.

OLIVIA'S POV.

I walk for a good couple of minutes to reach the bus station, but when I am crossing the street, I can hear a car driving faster and faster; it’s like the driver can't control her/his speed. I try to cross the street as quickly as I can, but it's too late. I am on the floor, sore. I try to get up, but I can't move my body. And then, suddenly, everything becomes black.