Kalie's POV.

"Congratulations, Kalie Wilson! You have ruined my already fucked-up life."

Been an hour and still, these words are ringing against my ears. The painful words of his followed by his rage-filled eyes and that face holding pure loathing for me, that image is now stuck in my mind.

Ken did say he was planning a new drama, but never would have I thought. I will be a part of it. Moreover, not just a part but be the basis of it. That night when I devised that great revenge plan, I would have never thought that three days later, I will slump on my bed in my dorm and feel this confused.

This is all my fault!

Now, my little act of vengeance on my ex may end up ruining someone's life. Someone who had nothing to do with this, who was innocent in this whole revenge-drama and knew nothing. Someone who just came here to this college and met Kalie Wilson - the person to ruin someone's whole career.

"Argh!" I groan in my pillow. "Why did I meet Evan? Why I dragged him into this mess? This is my fault."

"Well, I did warn you. I told you to wait for the perfect time but the impatient being you are, you didn't wait," Jen says, recalling me how she stopped me and asked me to wait for the weekend or the time when Ken was going to be away for long, but I didn't listen.

"I hate him, Jen!" I muffle in my pillow. "Even if I get a chance to kill him now, I won't wait."

"I already knew. One day your impatience will make you pay."

"Well, it didn't make me pay for the last 21 years of mine!" I groan.

"Until now," Jen says and I sense a tune of I warned you so in her voice. Okay fine! She did warn me, but now what? It's not like I can rewind the time or anything. She's been warning me since high school but never happened. How in the freaking hell, was I supposed to know that something will happen now?

"If only Ken hadn't come back that time," Jen mutters.

I sit up straight, at once, when her words hit my ears and look at her face. "What?" She asks at my sudden movement.

"If only Ken hadn't come back that time. That's it, Jen!" I say excitedly. "It's not my fault. It's his fault. I mean, look. My plan was perfect. I made sure he left for that frat house party. I made sure he won't be coming back that night. We had it all planned. We would have ruined his clothes and return to our dorms then throw all the evidence away. That was the perfect plan. But he came and ruined it. It's his fault, not mine."

I let out a sigh of relief, grinning from ear to ear. This is all his fault. Ruining Evan's life, his career or expelling him from campus, it's all his fault. Not mine.

"It is his fault," I mumble as if convincing myself that this all drama is indeed his fault. I feel my heart relax a bit and I sigh in relief. I knew it. My plans had always been perfect and no way in hell, Kalie Wilson will ever end up ruining anyone's life. People love me, they would never blame me for anything and especially accuse me of ruining a life. I am not the one ruining his life, it's Ken that ruined Evan's life.

"Kalie! I am not saying this is entirely your fault and yes, Ken may be at fault here too, but," she pauses and bit onto her lower lip as if contemplating what to say next or more, whether she should say next words or not. "Evan is innocent in all of this and I think you dragged him in this mess."

"What?" What the hell does she mean by maybe? Of course, it's Ken's fault. There is no place of the doubt here, it's a matter of surety. It is his fault. And about dragging Evan into this mess, I guess she is right. It's not like Evan wanted to be involved in this. I did drag him in it without even him knowing about it. He didn't even know why was I running nor he knew why was I covered all in paint.

"Argh!"I whine as the realization hits me and again fall onto my bed, burying my head in the pillow. I hate this. I hate how troubled I am and above all, I hate that I don't know what to do. I am feeling powerless and I despise this feeling. I hate this helpless Kalie Wilson. I hate how stuck I feel for the first time.

I hate all of this.

"What should I do, Jen?" I mutter in my pillow and if not for the silence engulfing our room, I am sure Jen wouldn't have been able to hear me.

"I am not sure too."

"Well, aren't you the smart one? The calm, think-it-through girl?" I turn my face to see her. "So, please think of something."

"Well for starters, you should go and apologize to Evan," she says and my eyes grow wide.

"But he is the one who just insulted me and said those harsh words!" I retort. "I am not apologizing to him!"

"Kalie! It's better than apologizing to Ken. Isn't it?" She says and I sit straight to hear her more. "Just think, if this matter involves your dad and he came here personally to meet the principal, not only your reputation will be ruined, but also you'll have to apologize to that scumbag. Can you do that?" She asks and my blood boils up. "Over my dead body!" I growl.

Apologizing to that dickhead who cheated on me and then accused me? No, not in this life or ever!

"Fine. I'll talk to Evan," I say and start to wear my shoes. "I'm gonna go find him now."

"I'll find with you." Jen stands up and I nod. "Let's start from his dorm."

We both leave the room and start our search for the trouble boy. We start from his room and then search for the cafeteria, and then the school's ground including the gym and basketball court. But to our dismay, he was nowhere to be found.

"Where could he be in this whole world?" I groan as my legs are now starting to ache. "I can't search for more."

"Maybe he's in a class," Jen says, making me frown.

"Whatever! I am going back to my room."

I don't care where he is. I don't care if he even gets expelled or not. I'm tired now. We have been searching for him for the past two hours and no one knew who this new guy is, where he could have gone or what's his number. So, we are just running after a dead-end who no one knew of anything. And I can't run more. If I think it through, it's kind of his fault too. I get that I dragged him in and he's going to get expelled because of me but at least he could have talked to me. Maybe together we could have come out with a solution to this mess.

"Hey, Kal! Isn't that him?" I look at where Jen was pointing to.

"Yes!" There he is, standing right in front of his room. "We found him. Finally!" I say excitedly, glad that the search was over and hurry towards him.

"Evan!" I call out his name and he looks in my direction. At once, the blazing fury takes his green eyes and I can sense his jaw tighten. He opens the door and gets in, ready to close it.

"Evan! Look, I want to say something." I grab the knob of the door pulling it towards me to stop the door from closing. "You have to listen to me."

"Fuck off!" He growls and I grit my teeth.

Do I really have to apologize to this ignorant jerk? Because I don't think he deserves that! I don't get it. Why he's being so stubborn? Can't he just listen to me for once? It's not like I'll eat him up or kill him. Why does he hate me so much?

For starters, because you barged into his life and then kind of ruined it.

Shut up, conscience! I did not ask for your help.

"Look, I am-" I take in a deep breath, trying to make up my mind for the next words. "Sorry," I whisper. On hearing my words, he stops pulling the door and I let the doorknob go.

"What did you say?" Evan opens the door and asks. He is standing there right in front of me in his magnificent almost six feet height and I look up a bit to match his eyes.

"Can we go in and talk?" I ask because no way in hell, I want anyone to see me standing here in front of a boy's room, apologizing to him. I have the self-respect to take care of.

"No!" He answers abruptly and rather quite rudely.

Great! There goes my last nerve!

I fist my hands and take in a deep breath. "Relax, Kalie," I whisper to myself. I can handle him.

I can handle this guy here - no matter how much of a jerk he is being right now.

"Look, Evan. I-"

"Evan!" Before I can complete my sentence, a boy comes running towards us, calling his name.

I know him. I have seen him before but where?

I look at him trying to recall where I have seen him before. He stops and looks up at Evan. "The principal is calling you," he informs and then smirks. "Oh, hi Kalie!" He looks at me.

Oh now, I remember. He's one of Ken's teammates. He's one of his sidekicks. Oh shit! Why Mr. Walter is calling Evan? Fuck! What should I do?

I look back to see Jen, but she was nowhere to be found. What the heck? Where did she go? She was standing there right behind me. Did she just bail on me? How could she do that?

Evan looks at me with the same disgusted eyes and starts to head down the hall and towards the campus. I follow him because I do not know what to do else. We both reach the principal's office and he goes in. I follow him in too because no way in hell, I am letting them expel him. I cannot let his words come true. I cannot make Kalie Wilson ruin someone's life. I will prove Evan wrong. I'll prove to him that Kalie Wilson does not ruin lives, she saves them.

"Kalie! Why are you here?" The principal asks and I just shrug.

"Ah, he's my friend," I lied and at this, I did earn a glare from Evan. Ken looks at me and then at Evan and then back at me. His eyes clearly saying, "this guy?" But I roll my eyes and decide to ignore him.

The principal nods and directs his attention to Evan. "You will be gathering your stuff and leave by the end of today. You are now expelled from this college."

"What! You can't do that!" I shout at once. "He's innocent!"

"How can you say he's innocent? We clearly have the evidence." Ken stands up and rebuts.

"He is innocent!" I say while glaring at Ken.

"Why are you getting so fired up?" Ken smirks.

"Because I..." I stutter a bit. "I cannot allow you to do that to some innocent person who has nothing to do with this."

"And since when did you start to care for a random dude?" Ken starts to come closer and I hate how his father isn't saying anything. He's the principal for god damn sake! He should say something or stop him from asking these foolish questions.

"He's my friend." I lied again but it's okay. If I can save him and prove him wrong then it's okay.

"I know you, Kalie. You don't friend with these kinds of shady-looking guys nor do you care much about them. Then why are you doing this?"

He's right. I don't do this. He knows me too well now but people change. Right? Maybe I changed a bit too. He can't say anything for sure. And yes, he did look a bit shady that night but now, he looks kind of handsome - I mean normal.

"Tell me, Kalie. Why him? Why are you trying to save him?" He coerces, making my blood boil. "Unless, you did it," he says the next words with so much surety that my eyes widen.

No! No way in hell he could know. There was no evidence and Evan didn't tell them anything or did he?

I know he's enjoying this. I can clearly see that on his face. The way he is smirking and the way his eyes are showing that glint of enjoyment, he's loving how I am at his and his father's mercy.

"Fuck off, Ken!" I grit my teeth and push him away.

"Look, Mr. Walter! Evan here is innocent and the evidence you are talking about. It's not even his bag." I direct towards him because I need to convince him. I need to prove to him that he's innocent and he should not be expelled. I push away that little fear of them knowing or Evan telling them about me for the time being. For now, I will try my best to handle this matter.

"Then who's bag is it? And how do you know that?" He asks and my tongue ties up. I pucker my lips and then bit onto my inner cheek.

Now what, Kalie! What are you gonna say now? Or more, what lie are you planning now?

I look at Evan and he is just standing there seeing all this drama. He isn't saying anything. He isn't even trying to help me. He is like that hopeless guy in the courtroom seeing the argument between his lawyer and judge, ready for whatever order the judge is going to give.

I close my eyes and take in a deep breath, trying to calm my running nerves.

"This all happened on the night of Tuesday, right?" I inquire although I know clearly when did it happen and how did it happen.

"Yes." The principal replies.

"That night, I..." I rake my mind to think of a possible lie. I look at Mr. Walter who anticipates for my answer - or more - of a lie. The only thing is, he just doesn't know it's a lie and I hope I do not get caught.

"I was with Evan that night when all of this happened. I am the sole witness of his innocence. He didn't do it. He didn't ruin Ken's clothes because he was there with me."

Okay. Good going, Kalie. You can do this.

I mentally pat my back on saying the right words. This way not only I'll be able to save him but myself too. It's like killing two birds with a stone. Only this time, I'm saving two birds with a stone called a lie.

"What the fuck were you doing in his room late at night?" Ken comes to my side and demands an answer. What's wrong with this dickhead? Does he think he owns me or what? Jerk!

"None of your concern." I roll my eyes while saying.

"So the point is Mr. Walter," I pause and look at him, and continue with my lie, "that Evan here has nothing to do with this mess. I don't know how that bag got in there in his room but at that time, Evan was with me. He could have never ruin Ken's clothes." I say these words with such confidence that I am sure, no one could tell that I'm lying.

You are great, Kalie!

I smile inwardly, proud of myself.

"Kalie! What the fuck were you doing in his room at that time?" He grabs me by my arm and makes me look at him. His jaw tightens and his blue eyes glaring at me as if trying to penetrate through my eyes and into my soul. As if he is trying to look for the answer himself.

Who the fuck does he think he is to demand an answer from me? I have the right to not answer him. He is not my boyfriend. He has no right to question me. I also hate how his father is not saying anything despite being right here and I so hate the Evan is standing there doing nothing. Isn't this one of the moments when a dream guy would come to save the girl from his jerk ex? I have seen a lot of this happen in novels and movies and every time the right guy would come to save the girl, but in reality, that guy standing there does not seem to care at all and the principal also happens to be enjoying this drama.

"Kalie!" This time, my dear ex growls my name. I grit my teeth and try to wriggle my arm free from his hold.

Who am I kidding? It's not like Evan is my dream guy or my Mr. Right nor I am that poor protagonist who's a damsel in distress. I don't need saving. I save my own self. I look straight into his blue eyes and raising my left eyebrow, I bring my winning voice to my tongue and say the next words.

"Do I need a reason to be with my boyfriend late at night?

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