The Bad Boy's First Love

Prologue:

Lydia’s P.O.V

Some instances in life change you forever.

For me, that moment became a life or death situation. I was able to get one last look at Roy’s face as the bullet left his gun. He didn’t want this. He hadn’t wanted any of this. But we had forced him into this situation. How much can a person be pushed until he bursts. How much anxiety, how much humiliation can lead a person to the very edge that the only way out is to take a life? Trust me; I hadn’t wanted to find the answer…not like this. I didn’t see my life flash before my eyes; but I saw my brother’s face. Stephen and Nathan would be sad. My mother would be devastated.

And my dad? He would rip the world apart. If only I hadn’t supported my best friends who bullied Roy and countless others like him. If only I had stopped them from being so mean. If only I had shown Roy and the others some kind of mental support to let them know I wasn’t a part of this. If only…

It's funny how we think of consequences only when we face them and not when we do something wrong. The world is round and what goes around will eventually come around. I didn't know if I was going to come out of this alive, as I pushed my friend out of the way and took his hit, but if I survived, I would do better. Today, Lydia McKenzie will die forever. And if I survived, a new Lydia will be born; someone who will never again stand back and watch as another life was lost to the teenage dramas of high school and all the burdens that came with it.

Lydia’s P.O.V

A light tab on my shoulder woke me up from my deep slumber. I didn’t know when I had fallen asleep but thankfully I wasn’t in any public transport. I looked to my right to see the car door wide open and my younger brother was peeping his head inside, trying to wake me up.

“Get up sleepy head, we’re here!” Nathan said excitedly, but he kept his voice hushed.

I nodded sleepily and rubbed at my eyes with the palms of my hand as I got out of the car slowly. I was moving away from my hometown in Kansas to a small town called Rosewater that bordered Colorado. I will be attending college here at Rosewater University so my brothers were here to drop me off and make sure I was well settled in. My parents would’ve been here too if work hadn’t held them back, and as much as I wanted to get away from their overprotective hold, I’m happy that my brothers are here to help me move in.

I looked up at the apartment building that we had stopped i