My High School Billionaire (Sequel to TMDG)

Chapter 24

I call up every lawyer on my contact list for their help to sort out this matter. I mean I am sure I did not sign any papers. I am not that a fool, I would definitely not forget it if I had put my signatures on something. But what if I did sign? I mean you can never trust me with vodka. Alcohol basically. I can never be sure. And Nathan knows this very well.

I switch off my phone and throw it away, at the other corner of the room. Resting my back against the door of my bedroom, I slide down until I feel my buttocks touch the ground. I don't know if there's anyone in this world as miserable as me. Like why me? Why me, all the freaking time? Are other people not on bad luck's radar? Why is it always after me? If I had known getting the rich life would only give this, I'd easily trade it for literally anything. The one man I've always wanted did this. But I can't blame him. It was my mistake. Fate had given me enough witnesses to not trust him again. Its my fault, its my mistake. Why did Nathan had to return? Could he not see me happy with Zack? It was such a happy life, me and business were doing so well and then this villain had to drop in and ever since then all my life has seen is tears and cries.

My sobs and loud cries fill the solitude of the four walls of my bedroom as I cry on. I don't know if there's any point doing anything. How can this happen? Suddenly, the business that I've always aimed to take care off has slipped right away from my hands. The business that Dad put his soul into is gone. Just like that. And its all because of me. Because I wasn't careful enough. Because I thought I'm smart when I wasn't. Is it really that easy to fool me? Am I really that stupid?

My eyes fall on the awards displayed in the showcase at the other end of the room and I immediately get up, bashing it with my fist. Throwing the awards around, these don't mean anything. They are just metallic shapes which remind of what I had and what I've lost. In an instant, the moments flash in front of my eyes. The time I received the first award, how proud Dad was, how proud everyone was of me! The time I received my second award, how everyone was keen to hear my speech. My eyes rest over the dozen awards sitting on the shelf and tears wet my face again. I cry and walk out of my bedroom because that is the only thing that can keep me from causing anymore destruction.

I sit on the floor, the tiles as cold as my entire body. I sit there motionless, thinking what could have gone wrong if I had chose to not go on that holiday. Only I wouldn't have got to spend time with Nathan, but the company would still be mine. My cries come out loud, louder than ever.

"Why Nathan? Why?" I shout to myself, as if he could hear it. Scratching my nails all over my face, I shake my head as the unstoppable tears keep rolling further down and down.

"Tell him Ally, tell him how much you hate him. Tell him he deserves a place worse than hell, tell him he's a bad man." My inner voice guides me. Maybe I'm going mad, maybe I'm losing my mental stability. I crawl across the floor and pick up my phone. Ordering my driver to get me two bottles of vodka from the pub down the street, I crawl back to the center of the room and sit there. Thinking of all the things that I've achieved right since childhood, things that Mum has always done from me, things that Dad has given me, all their sacrifices and this is how I pay them. No parent deserves a child like me. Its such a curse to have me as a daughter.

"Madam?" Three knocks on my door break me out of my self hate. I crawl again to the door and ask him to leave them there and walk away. When I hear his footsteps fading away, I open the door, quickly pulling the bottles in.

These are the cause of the destruction, so these be it.

I pop open the first bottle and stare at it for infinite period of time. I stare at it the way a king looks at his enemy in the war field, with vengeance. With nothing but hate.