Rebirth Of A Forged Villianess

Clutching the papers rigidly in her hands, willow felt the urge to scream.

Paired with pictures of proof, the report declared her idol Seth Williams as the man behind her family's ruin.

Tear drops plopped down from her cheeks onto the paper as she recalled their intimate dance. had he laughed at her then? was he mocking her later on for being a stupid girl? yes. he must have! because she was!

Ricardo and Louis both stared at willow who had gone completely silent, finding her flushed pink with tears flowing down her face.

Louis thought it was from anger but Ricardo sadly knew the truth. how could he not? this girl that he loved was heart broken over another man. his own heart clenched in pain at the thought but he tried his best not to show it.

consoling himself Ricardo stood to the side and reasoned with himself carefully.

willow was a good girl. of course she would look up to the man who was rumored to care so much about others.

meanwhile louis slowly pulled the papers from her hands and let her fall into his arms. sighing helplessly Louis patted her back as willow sobbed onto his c.h.e.s.t getting tears and snot all over his Gucci shirt.

willows mind was a wreck as she tried to imagine what she could have ever done to deserve that mans hatred. her parents were kind people, she hadnt even met seth in her past life, so what was this?!

could he just be evil!?! maybe...

it would take someone immensely cruel to kill a man after making his daughter almost fall for him!

a familiar feeling of hatred and regret rose up in her stomach and soon willow felt the urge to vomit. this was how she felt when she found damon and lily together!

rushing across ricardos bedroom she went inside the adjoined bathroom and kneeled in front of the toilet. hurling miserably, the donuts and coffee from breakfast was emptied out of willow as Ricardo carefully held back her spidersilk like hair.

once she was done, ricardo opened up a new toothbrush for her then left to give her privacy to clean up.

staring into the bathroom mirror above the sink willow had the urge to spit at her reflection. pathetic!

she danced with her fathers murderer, thanked him for his condolences, and even wished to be like him! she was just so pathetically stupid!

clutching the porcelain sink willow fell to her knees and laughed. her barking laughter was harshly bitter, cold and full of unrestrained self hatred that echoed out into the bedroom alarming the men waiting for her.

willow sounded like she had gone mad!

And she had.

finding a pistol resting on ricardos towel shelf, willows hands held it like a memory and pointed it towards her reflection.

"Bang" she whispered softly.