Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen

"Can I sit with you guys?" Daniel asked.

We were surprised and then I saw Harry and Cornelius nod.

Okay then.

For the rest of the lunch break, they kept talking about bro things and even planned a sleepover in our front.

Daniel won their interest when he said he had a PS5 loaded with games and he gets lonely sometimes.

We asked them to involve us though and they almost refused.

They are joking, we are sticking together.

The dummies planned the sleepover at Dan's house which I knew so Tiana and I could just pull up there even if we are not invited.

It was a Monday when they planned the Friday sleepover, that was how eager they were.

They proceeded to steal my man's attention for the rest of the week any time we were together and I was very angry about it.

Daniel didn't seem to notice so I and Tiana had planned a good punishment in return for that Friday.

For the rest of the week, Tesla was cranky and she looked like an horrible mess.

I don't actually think she likes Daniel that much but I think she was stressed as she didn't get what she wanted.

Some of our classmates kind of did tell us to beware of her because she has crazy criminals records like how she bit off one guy's ear because he said no to her proposal.

Luckily for the guy, he went to a good hospital that managed to help him stitch them together with a total of 12 stitches.

He filed a lawsuit against her though but a week later she was out of juvenile and ended up right in our school.

As much as I love Mr Crown, he allows crazy rich kids in which is not so nice.

I guess not everyone could be perfect.

Other crazy tantrums of hers included she running her BMW into her ex's Benz because she found out he cheated on her during the time she was dating him.

The annoying part, she started dating another guy immediately after they broke up and it was her idea that they should break up.

She was dating other guys too during this relationship so it was only right if that guy did too.

The guy hit the nail on the head when he wedded the girl he was cheating with 6 months later. On the guy's wedding day, he parked his car after entering the church with the best man only to receive a call that his car had been damaged beyond recognition not to talk of repair and to crown it all, it was another expensive car that did it.

He sued her though and he was finally silenced with a new and more expensive car and some money in his account by Tesla's family.

It didn't even make the news and even when a small blog posted it, it was taken down in hours giving nobody any idea if it was fake news or not.

Our classmates narrated it to us as we listened with gasps.

I love the fact that they told me especially to beware of her but who should be careful of who is Tesla that needs to beware of me.

It means I have been hiding me really well.

Yes, me.

Should I let you in on a secret?

You know the day that I killed that man when he attacked my mother, what actually made him look in horror was the fact that I smiled while doing it.

And that was what woke something inside me, something that makes me bloodthirsty.

It makes me want to harm people because it was appealing.

When I noticed that I liked it, I almost tried to kill myself because I was a danger to the society, to my family that I cherished deeply.

One day I could suddenly have an urge to harm someone and it could be any one of them.

That's when I started to learn how to code and hack.

I hacked the local police computer, I disguised the monitoring software as a virus and installed it while trying to get the virus out.

I checked out some criminals that were easy to get and have heinous crimes but were not able to be arrested because there were lack of evidence and no complaints was filed.

The first person I ever harmed that urged me to do more was a 50 year old man that was the guardian of his 13 year old son and 15 year old daughter.

This is really dirty to say.

He sexually abused both of them on a regular basis and harmed them.

He was arrested one time but was freed because his children gave a statement that he wasn't abusing them.

He must have scared the poor kids.

You must be wondering "where's their mom?"

She died five years ago and she was an orphan so the only family these kids had was from the father's side who didn't care less than if the kids were alive.

If she died five years ago it meant that he might have been abusing his daughter since then and she was around 10 that time.

All this was not in the police report though but I found out later myself as I started researching about him.

I planned his kidnap on my own and tied him in his basement for days while his kids watched.

I befriended them and managed to get them to trust me.

I asked the eldest for a sleepover and she refused bluntly saying her father wouldn't like it.

I deceived her telling her that I would just hide under the bed if he ever came to check on them.

Their beds were in the same room though so these children slept together.

I pretended to hide my bag that was full of stuffs I was going to use to torture their father under the bed and she finally gave in.

While the man came in around midnight to abuse his daughter, I hid under the bed as I held the injection I was going to use.

He kissed her like she was his lover not his daughter and I could hear her whimpers.

"Daddy please, please" she begged him and her voice was giving way to tears.

He pinned her down and surprisingly she didn't fight him. She had lost hope, she must have been punished before about it because she just lied there.

No fighting, no screaming, nothing.

The part where you puke is her brother was just few feet away on his bed listening to his father torment his sister with his thingy.

If he said anything it would be his turn too so he too laid there, curled up with a blanket over his head.

With anger, I slowly slid out of under the girl's bed and sunk the injection into his neck.

He was too engrossed to notice.

Engrossed on his daughter.

He looked beside him to find me standing there with the syringe still in my hand.

It took him about 20 seconds to process what was happening.

He knew in that moment that his daughter had let me in, he looked at me and then at his daughter as she looked scared.

"Run" she said.

Those 20 seconds were enough for the drug to take effect.

It was Suxamethonium chloride known as Scoline or sucrostrin and it was a paralysis drug.