Class Villainess

Chapter 36 - Breaking The Fake Bitch #1

I was already sitting in my class when the bell rang. Few students started coming in, and I checked Helena's phone to check whether there was a reply from Kristen.

To my disappointment, there was no reply yet, but there was a blue checklist on the text. So that meant Kristen had read it. 

Kristen and I had the same class right now, so I'm dying to see her reaction. 

I turned off the phone and then put it in my bag. Not long after, Kristen came in an expression as if she had just seen a ghost. She sat beside me, but she still zipped her mouth. 

"Kristen, are you okay? You look pale…." I asked, acting as if I was concerned. 

"I—It's nothing," Kristen shook her head. She was stiff all over, and she cast her eyes down. This was the first time she tried to avoid my gaze.

She was probably afraid that she would get caught, but it only made the game even more fun. 

"Really though, I think you should go to the nurse's office if you're sick," I suggested. Kristen only replied with a perfunctory smile and stayed silent. 

The teacher came, and everyone stopped chatting. I kept stealing a glance at Kristen, who was drenched in a cold sweat. I took out a small tissue pack and handed it to her. I whispered, 'Kristen, you look really sick. I think you need to go to the Nurse's office now....'

Kristen was considering it for a moment, and then she nodded. She got up and said to Miss Campbell, "Miss, I'm not feeling well. Can I go to the Nurse's office?"

Miss Campbell observed Kristen for a moment, and she nodded. 

I watched Kristen's drenched back as she left the class. Honestly, I expected her to act more aggressively about this, but she looked defeated by this small terror.

Good, that meant I didn't need to work hard to make her break down. 

I waited until the class was over, and then I went to the bathroom and turned on Helena's phone. 

Still, there was no reply from Kristen, but she did read the text.

I smirked and texted more.

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Helena: Kristen, I saw that you're going to the Nurse's office. Are you alright? Do you need my help? I'm currently standing behind you…

—

After the text was delivered, I saw the blue checklist popped almost immediately. I didn't expect it to be so fast. Kristen must've been clenching her phone while lying in the Nurse's office. 

I thought Kristen wouldn't reply, but surprisingly, I heard a notification from Helena's phone. 

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Kristen: Who are you?

—

I chuckled and started chatting with her;

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Helena: What do you mean? I'm Helena. I thought we were best friends, is that all just a lie?

Kristen: Stop pretending, Helena is dead. 

Kristen: Is this Cerise? Bitch, this is your last warning. If you dare to play with me, I will rip your face off!

Helena: Try it, my dear sweet Kristen, try to rip her face off. I need a friend here as well. Maybe I can take Cerise first before I take you.

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Kristen stopped replying after that. I also think this was enough for now. Kristen must've been terrified to the bone. It was best to keep terrorizing her for few days before breaking her and leaking everything. 

I went out and ate alone in the cafeteria. I already told Cerise not to join me, and she said she'd eat in the class instead. I also told her to avoid Kristen as much as possible for these few days to avoid confrontation. 

Not long after, Kristen sat beside me, and her face looked even paler than before. 

"Oh no, Kristen, you're even paler than before. Are you really okay?"

"Where's Cerise?" She asked almost immediately. "I need to talk to her."

"Hnn… no idea, she said that she has something else to do," I replied. "Is it about her slandering you again? Oh, Kristen, just ignore her. Cerise is a bit of a nut job, don't you think?"

"It's not about that…." 

"Huh? Then what is it about?" I baited her. 

Kristen didn't dare to reply. She just shook her head and then drank a can of Cola for lunch. 

"Kristen, is there something bugging you? If it's not about Cerise, then what is it?"

"Someone has been targeting me," Kristen replied. "I thought this person is Cerise, but I'm not sure…." 

"Targeting? Did something happened? Mind telling me what's in your mind?" 

"Y—You don't need to know, Em. It's just my problem with Cerise," Kristen refused to tell me her problem again. It was for an obvious reason, of course. 

I just found it pretty funny that she looked guilty for something that she did so heartlessly. 

Did she feel guilty because she killed Helena?

Or did she feel guilty because there was a third party other than Cerise who knew her secret and might end her reputation forever?

I sighed and patted her shoulder, "Girl, I'm always here for your support. You can tell me if you need my help."

"Really, who dares making trouble with you. You're literally an angel who saved many people. But I guess some people are just ungrateful, right?" I gripped her shoulder, putting pressure and expectation in her, I wanted to guilt trip her even more. 

"Y—Yeah…" Kristen gulped and avoided my eyes.

Heh, your terror had just begun, Kristen. I will break you, just like how you break Helena's sanity.