Wicked (I Know I'm Bad Sequel)

Wicked: Just An Idiot In A Tin Can, Part One.

       Um.. hi? Okay, so… this is rather awkward. Um… let me start by saying, no amount of apologies could make you forgive me for not updating this story in like… a century or something. But you know, I was busy with life. But I have good news, since it’s almost Christmas…

       First, I’m breaking this into two parts.

       Secondly, the other one’s coming tomorrow.

       Third, someone sent me a message saying that a publishing company is interested in I Know I’m Bad, but I don’t know yet.

       And lastly, I came up with something so amazing called, The Eva Diaries!  It’s something written in Eva’s point of view, and how she came to tangle lives with these complicated people. That’s what I could only give you right now but you have to tell me whether it’s a good or a terrible idea. Comment it down below!

       Btw, I like the photo I did so recklessly. It's like everyone's so serious...

       Anyway, enjoy my little geek monsters, this one’s for everyone.

       X Princess

 

Chapter Seventeen – Just an Idiot in a Tin can, Part one.

       I actually blew a huge sigh in relief when I only found Sam in our Villa. There wasn’t any sign of Darren, nor Eva. But the cringing feeling of unwanted anticipation of our huge revelation that was disturbing the silence of my once again empty stomach was growing desperately large. Only when Sam squeezed the juicy details of last night did I realize that I haven’t yet had a plan how to… break it to Darren. I needed a plan… a subtle one.

       Hey, Darren. I’m getting back with Damon, thanks for your time. I shook my head—not exactly subtle.

       “Are you sure about this?” asked Sam for the hundredth time.

       I bit my lip, dropping myself to my bed. Damon had already gone since there wasn’t any Darren or Eva waiting worried for us here but he said he’ll be seeing me later. I don’t have a good feeling about that.

       “I don’t know.” I finally replied. “I don’t have a good feeling about this.”

       “Neither do I.” she remarked. “But since when has there been a good feeling about your relationship with DC? It’s been wrong since day one.”

       “I sense a but coming.” I said.

       “But,” Sam continued, taking a seat beside my laid figure. “It’s Louise and Damon we’re talking about. No matter how wrong it was, it’s never a mistake.”

       I narrowed my eyes on her. “I thought your bets were on Darren?”

       She rolled her eyes at me. “What I’m saying is, and as cliché as this may sound, follow your heart. Just be careful, cause’ I refuse to see you get hurt again… I won’t be able to stand it. And so does everyone that cares about you, particularly Adam.”

       Just the sound of his name made my stomach churn—the bad way. Adam. I think I just threw up a little… in my mouth. I would never dare hurt Adam but I knew I was on the right track if that was my plan.

       Originally I planned to get at least a couple of hours sleep, but given the atrocity of my impending future, I couldn’t kip a wink.