Title: Unforgiven
Summary : After that night, things slowly start to change. What happens when Jordan and Jay find out? Or will they ever find out?
A N : Sequel to "Unforgettable", Please read that one first., got ispired thanks to a certain reader of my story "Unforgettable" winks
Disclaimer : I dont own HHH or anybody who might get involved later, except for my OCs, and the idea for this story thanks to start-a-revolution !
Chapter 7Silence. Finally.Hah !
After the bell has rung and the last girl has exited the toilet room I come out of my hiding place and look myself over in the mirror. I reach in my pocket to make sure the paper is still there. Of course it is. Stupid teachers, they wont realize that Im missing until its too late.
No one knows where Im going, and they will never find out. Trina Johnson, you are a genius.
More like a coward !
WHAT? Now Ive officially become insane! My reflection in the mirror stares back at me with a smirk on its face.
" What was that?" I ask with shaking voice, convinced the nervousness makes me see things.
" You are a coward, Trina Johnson, running away from your socalled family and your best friend."
WHAT THE HELL !
" Who..who are you?"
The girl in the mirror laughs an evil laugh that sends shivers down my spine.
" Im you, dumbass."
" What do you want?" I ask myself. Huh, now that sounds really weird..
" No Trina,the question is: what do YOU want?"
" I…I.. " I dont know what to say. Here Im standing, talking to my own reflection in the mirror which seems to have a life itself. But what the hell, I think, having lost my mind anyway I can as well play along.
" What about turning back the time". Theres that evil laugh again.
" Trina, Trina, Trina, youre a horrible liar. You want me to tell you what you really want?"
" Oh now you know me better than I do ? Well shoot then!" Im really getting annoyed.
" You want HIM Trina, and you know it. You want him for yourself, and deep down inside you care shit about his wife, about Jordan or anybody else involved, as long as you can have him for yourself. What about that!"
I gulp. " THAT´S A FREAKING LIE!" I yell, but like I, uhm, the mirror girl said, deep down inside I cant deny it any longer. Shes right. Why would I have slept with him two times if I didnt want him? Because I do, and thats the sad truth.
And while Im thinking about what a sorry, horrible human being I am, the girl in the miror looks me straight in the eye and says with a deadly voice
" You have to tell him!"
WHAT?
" Have you lost your mind? Uh-uh, nooooo fucking way!" I shout at her.
" Hell understand, Trina. There are so many women out there feeling the same way about him. "
" What are you talking about?" I ask, though I know damn well what the answer will be.
" Trin, hes a star. Many women are dreaming about him, many women would love to have him. Dont be ashamed about your feelings."
Theres a strange sympathy in her voice that, honestly, scares me to death.
"What the hell do you want from me? Why me? I have enough shit going on right now, and I dont need you to play some sick mindgame with me. Go to hell."
" Thats exactly where Im coming from, and thats exactly where Ill go again, but not until you take your fucking cell phone, call him and tell him. After youve done that, Ill leave you alone, take a seat on some burning coals and wait for you!"
I look at her in pure shock, but one look at her glowing face tells me shes dead serious.
" You promise?" I ask with shaking voice as tears threaten to fall.
" Yes."
So if I tell him how I feel, that voice will disappear for good and never come back again?
Think about it, Trina, youre leaving anyway, youll never see him again, or anyone else for that matter, and if you can live your life in peace, without that voice in your head…
" Deal."
She grins a devilish grin, and slowly starts to vanish, but not before hissing
" You have 30 minutes." Then shes gone.
I take a deep breath, not believing what has just taken place. I fall down on my knees and start to sob silently.
But I know theres no turning back.
How in the hell am I going to tell him?
