Owned By Her Triplet Bullies
Chapter 57

Hailey's POV

"What the hell are you looking at? Scram!" I yelled, glaring furiously at the students who were walking past the corridor and staring at me. They quickly averted their gaze.

"Get the hell out of my way," I mutter through gritted teeth as I shoved past some girls in front of me. I am so furious that I won't be surprised if steam is coming out of my ears. I am literally burning in anger. How dare the boys? Humiliating and embarrassing me in front of that low life.

I didn't go to my room, else I might just end up burning this hotel down to the ground. I headed outside. I sat on the bench under a tree. This is madness at its peak, dumping me for that git.

"Fancy seeing you here," Xander said, sitting beside me.

"I should be saying that to you," I replied, not glancing at him.

"You look like s**t," he points out to my obvious look with a chuckle.

My eyes lit up when I suddenly got a brilliant idea.

"Hey Xander," I call, turning my head to look at him. He looks back at me with a questioning gaze.

"You like Emma, right?" I asked, even though I already knew he likes her. Goodness knows what they all see in her. Have they no class?

"What?" he asked, looking confused.

"Don't pretend like you don't know what I'm talking about. Tell me. I might be of help," I prod slightly. He chuckles.

"I've known you for a while, Hailey and I can confidently say that you never help anyone unless you are gaining something from it," he said to me.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" I mutter with a scowl.

"Exactly what you think it means," he replied curtly. A dried leaf falls on my leg. I brush it off angrily.

"It was just a harmless question. What would I have gained from that?" I replied, getting annoyed.

"A lot. I know the triplets like Emma, and you want me to admit to liking Emma, so you can use me to separate them. Am I right or am I right?" he asked with a smile. I scoffed. Talking to him was a total waste of time.

"I like Emma, but not in that way. I think she's a really cool and nice person. If the triplets like her and want to be with her, just let them be and be happy for them as their friend," he said. I felt my anger starting to flare up at what he said. Let them be? Friends? She came in between us. We were happy together before she wedged her miserable self in between.

"They don't like her. They are just confused. All this will pass soon, and they will come back to me. The triplets and I are not just friends. We have something more than that," I replied confidently.

"Really? It doesn't seem that way. They care for and protect Emma in a way I've never seen them do before. You should really stop whatever you have going on in your head," he mutters.

"I don't have anything going on in my head," I replied swiftly.

"Don't think I don't know you were the one who set the trap for her to fall while we were treasure hunting. Do you know how serious that was? She could have gotten mauled by a rogue all alone in the woods, but you knew that didn't you?" he asked, sounding disappointed.

He doesn't have any proof that I did that on purpose, and even if he did tell the triplets, they will never believe a word that comes out of his mouth.

"You made me go towards another direction on purpose so that you could carry out your plans," he continued.

"Oh please, don't lecture me. Since when have you turned to a goody two shoes?" I replied arrogantly.

"You know what? Only the triplets know how they cope with you. Just a few minutes, and I'm already feeling so stressed. I still have work to attend to," he replied, getting up and turning around to leave.

"Just like you did five years ago? You still remember, don't you?" I said, and he halts.

"I guess you still remember vividly," I smirk.

"Clean your face up. It looks like a painter just used your face as a palette," he said before he continued to walk.

I glared at him viciously. They are all going to regret whatever they've all said to me. I am going to become the Luna for the boys, whether they like it or not. It will happen! It must.

*****

Emma's POV

Julian's face pales as he stared at the phone in his hands.

"How did this get out?" their mother asks worriedly.

"I have no idea, Mum," he replied.

"Where are your brothers?" she asked.

Alexander comes towards us right away also looking... worried?

"Did you see the news?" he asked, and Alexander nodded. What is truly going on? They both walked back to the living room, and I followed behind them. This is the very first time I hate and regret the fact that I don't have a cellphone. "Where is Philip?" Julian asked, glancing around.

"I think he stepped out. Is everything okay?" I inquired nervously.

"Out? We have to go now. Stay here and don't move an inch. We will be right back," Alexander said to me. He and Julian hurriedly left the room. As soon as they left, the room felt so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

I sat on the chair, tapping my foot against the floor anxiously. What got them so worried? This silence and being left in the dark from all that is happening is beginning to take its effect on me. I can't sit here anymore without replaceing out the truth.

I stood and walked towards John's room. He's the only person who can inform me about what's going on. I knocked on his door, patiently waiting for him to open up.

"Emma?" he asked in surprise immediately. I walked in.

"What is going on? Is something happening that I don't know of," I said to him.

"You didn't hear the rumor circulating around regarding the triplets? I thought that was why you were here," he mutters.

"I haven't. If I had known, I would not be asking you," I replied, getting frustrated. He sits on a sofa, and he pulls me along with him. He sighed.

"The boys have been accused of murder. It's been all over the news for a while," he said, gazing at my reaction intently.

"Huh?" I mutter in shock. "Murder? Like they killed someone?"

"I believe that's what murder means. It says it happened five years ago, but the article says they were found innocent even after Xander testified against them," he said, passing his phone to me. I read the article in fear. "Xander?" I gasp in shock and he nods.

"If they were innocent, then why is this article here again?" I mutter confused.

"I don't know. The person is saying they only got away because of their father's influence and is calling for justice to be served. He strongly believes they did it," he said, his voice solemn.

"The triplets would never do that. If they really did, they won't be found innocent by the court. And Xander also took back what he said. The person who posted this article clearly has a problem with the boys. It's not true," I mutter, shaking my head in denial. "How can you be so sure?" he asked, and I stared at him in disbelief.

"They might be bullies. Yes, but they would never commit murder. I trust in them completely," I said to him confidently. He sighed.

"I believe you know what you are talking about," he mutters.

"This must be because of me. The person who did this must have a problem with me," my voice trembles.

"What are you talking about, Emma? Not every bad thing that happens is about you," he said to me.

"I'm sure of this. Why would the person wait after five years to bring everything out once again? I'm much more convinced now that this is all a lie to get back at the boys," I replied.

"But who would hate you and the boys that much?" he asked curiously.

I glanced at him, my eyes conveying everything I wanted to say. He nodded his head.

"No, you really think she would go to this extent?" he inquires, looking shocked.

I trembled, my heart beating wildly. I saw the look in her eyes this morning, and she would result to anything to get back to me. Could she really be the one to reveal such a thing? Would she really tarnish the boy's and the pack's reputation to prove her point?