“Can we drop this?” Aiken’s words came out heavy. He never imagined that after their passing encounter, her story would end up like this.
Just listening made his chest ache, anger twisting inside him. He felt so much pity… and more regret than he cared to admit.
Regret that three whole years were lost.
Bonnie took a slow, shaky breath. The early winter air was cold, numbing the sting in her lungs. She managed a tiny smile for Aiken. “I’m fine, really.”
“My parents and Lawrence’s mom, Odette, stepped in to calm things down. The five girls were caught almost right away. They told everyone they were just there to see Hannah off, eavesdropping the whole time. When they saw me… the so-called ‘other woman’… actually dare to fight back against their idol, they lost it. They said they had to teach me a lesson.”
Bonnie still couldn’t make sense of it. Fans and idols, how could that bond twist into something so toxic?
“But they all paid for their bad decisions. They got expelled, spent fifteen days in detention, and left with criminal records. Only the youngest, she wasn’t even sixteen… her parents ended up kneeling at our door for days. My mom decided to forgive her in the end.”
Back then, Bonnie felt nothing about any of it. It was as if everything happened to someone else, not her. The insults, even the blows… none of it seemed real.
Maybe it was just that her heart was numb, shutting everything out when things hurt too much. At a certain point, you stop feeling anything just to keep yourself safe.
She kept so much from Aiken. She never mentioned how Odette had come, promising the best doctors for her ear, offering money that Bonnie stubbornly refused. She just had to get away, to the States, no matter what.
She didn’t say how terrible it was there. How she spent that stormy night walking for hours, freezing wet. How the homeless men stared at her like she was dinner, how the addicts drifted by with hungry eyes, their smiles like nightmares. If Odette hadn’t sent a driver and a bodyguard, Bonnie knew she might not have made it through.
She left out how, even after coming home, the internet kept spinning stories and the school hallways buzzed with rumors. No one forgets online, and people love to gossip face to face.
Two days before, he started, he’d gotten an international call. They’d offered him a thousand bucks to throw a bag of garbage outside Fairview Estates, at unit 1208. All he had to do was pick up any random trash bag from near a garbage can. Nothing else. He thought it was a scam at first. When they asked for his bank info, he figured he might as well give them the account he barely used.
Then this morning, he checked. The money was really there.
He double and triple-checked, even pulled out the cash, just to be sure he wasn’t dreaming.
Then the international number called again. They told him, “Now that you’ve got the money, go do the job. You’re just tossing a trash bag, it won’t hurt anybody, it’s not illegal. Do well, and there will be more jobs with even bigger payouts.”
“I… I lost my head. A thousand bucks for just dropping off some garbage? So I… found a bag, showed up at Fairview Estates like I was making a delivery. They also wanted me to pass along a message but… I was too freaked out to stick around. I already got paid, so I left without saying anything.”

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