The wonderful mind of Belladonna!

*Hello, everyone! This story that I’m posting is very personal to me. The main character, Belladonna, has somewhat of my personality, but we’re not entirely the same. For example, both of our imaginations are vivid, but my imagination isn’t so vivid to the point where I cannot see or hear the world around me, like Belladonna. In the story, Belladonna is going to accept a dare. I would never accept a dare that would embarrass me. Originally, I was going to make Belladonna have PDD-NOS (Pervasive Developmental Disorder-Not Otherwise Specified. Originally it was apart of the Autism Spectrum, but I heard that it got taken out), which is what I am diagnosed with, but I decided not to. I want to add it, but I’m not sure. What do you guys think? SHOULD I add it?  Anyway, Gacha Club character designs are on my wall. Enjoy! (There’s also a demon character in this story named Draven from my Angelic Demon stories. He’s also mentioned in a story I have about a character named “Phantom Yandere. Now, you may be wondering, what relevance does he have? But you’ll see as you read.)*

 
Chapter One

Belladonna took a deep breath. She had come a long way.

She used to not speak at all. At three, she only communicated by screaming and crying.

It was very difficult to form words. So when other kids were talking and giving opinions, she was with a teacher who was helping her out.

She wasn’t a little girl anymore. She was twelve now. No one could tell she was that girl before. With enough support from her family and herself, she could communicate...and she could never shut up! 

Belladonna made a few friends here and there. Elementary school was alright for her.

But now she was going to MIDDLE SCHOOL. To her, it looked like a haunted mansion. Maybe even a prison.

"Hey, maybe it is a haunted mansion." She said to herself. She knew very well that it was just a school, but still.

It was much more fun to imagine. To be lost in her mind. To forget the worries and troubles of the real world.

The bell rang throughout the school, signifying that it was time to stop imagining things and start doing work.

Which was hopelessly boring compared to her imagination.

Nevertheless, she walked through the front entrance.

Chapter Two

ARRIVING AT CLASS

Belladonna walked into her new classroom. At least her friend Lucy would be there. If she even was her friend, that was.

Lucy was her BFF since Kindergarten. She helped her communicate and she didn't laugh at or ignore her when she screamed and cried.

But then Lucy got more friends. Belladonna did get jealous, but that was when she was a little girl.

As they grew older, Lucy got popular. Being popular and having more friends wasn’t a bad thing, Belladonna supposed, but it did hurt her that Lucy hardly ever acknowledged her.

She was beginning to doubt their friendship, which wasn’t good, because true friendships were never broken.

Belladonna just had to keep on trying.

She went to sit next to Lucy, but then the teacher came up to her and said:

"You're in the wrong class. This is six hundred eighty-two. Your real class is six hundred eighty-two and seven hundred eighty-two. You’re with the sixth and seventh graders."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Belladonna felt her face flush and grabbed her things.

She swore that people, including Lucy, were laughing at and pointing at her from behind, but she couldn't be sure. Oftentimes she overthought things.

She needed to work on that.

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Belladonna arrived to her actual class.

To her dismay, most of the students were boys. The sixth grade boys were the much smaller and skinner boys. They seemed alright. But the seventh graders…they seemed like they’d pick on any one of them. Belladonna actually recognized one of them from her elementary school.

The boy smiled at her. Lucy was always there to protect her, but now she was gone. She’d have to deal with him herself.

Belladonna shuddered, not wanting to worry about him yet. Her eyes turned to the only other girl in the class. A seventh grader, whose name on her desk read: “Chalice.”

Belladonna walked up to her. In the books she read and the movies she watched, two girls always became the best of friends in a sea of boys. Maybe this was her new best friend!

“Hello! I’m Belladonna. What’s your name?” She asked brightly, with a lot of excited energy, but not too much. She hoped that she didn’t sound weird. She didn’t want Chalice to make fun of her, but she also didn’t want to sound boring either.

“Hey.” Chalice said indifferently.

“Everyone, please take your seats!” The teacher said.

Belladonna walked over to her desk, stunned and a tad sad.

Chalice didn’t seem like she cared about her. Was she too annoying? Did Chalice think that she was weak?

Calm down, Belladonna. You just met. Maybe you’ll be best friends. Maybe she doesn’t care. Don’t worry about it, there’s a bunch of other people you can be friends with.

But none of them were Lucy.

Chapter Three

The first day had been hard for Belladonna so far. She kept in touch with a few old friends on her phone when there was free time, none of which made her quite happy like Lucy did. Not to mention that she had a lot of homework on her first day. Sure, she was a “good kid” and would get the work done, but it still bothered her. As if things weren’t bad enough, her old bully (that was who he turned out to be) took every chance he got to belittle her and the other sixth graders in their class. To top it off, Lucy was ignoring her texts and Chalice’s smiles at her looked forced.

Things got a little better in the gym. There was a girl standing in front of her as they were waiting in line during a game of basketball. As per usual, Belladonna didn't want to play, but she participated for grades.

The girl has just so happened to turn around and notice Belladonna’s shirt. The girl’s eyes widened enthusiastically and she smiled at her.

This smile looked real.

"Hi! I'm Alex. Is that shirt from Elaine's? I love that place." She gushed.

Belladonna smiled back. The shirt was from Elaine’s, her favorite place on Earth!

"Yes. My name is Belladonna." She said. Why not introduce herself? Alex seemed nice enough.

"Hey, do you want to be friends?" Alex asked all of a sudden.

Did she want to be friends? Of course!

"Yeah!" Belladonna replied, unable to hide her excitement.

It was her turn to play basketball, the most insanely unimportant sport in history.

At least, that was what Belladonna thought of it.

Alex knew that she didn't want to play (they had a whole conversation about how much they hated basketball) so Alex encouraged Bella as she held the ball. Belladonna felt amazing with the encouragement, even though she failed miserably and all the basketball lovers were yelling at her and demanding that they "needed to win!"

So what if they were yelling at her? She made a new friend.

She was friends with the girl in the gym.

Chapter Four

"How was your first day of middle school, Belladonna?" Mom asked upon her arrival at home.

"It was okay. I made a new friend. Her name is Alex." Belladonna shrugged. There wasn't much to talk about.

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When she arrived home, she unpacked her things and took out her homework. Better to get the hard work done first.

Her Math homework.

“Ugh, how am I supposed to do this?" Belladonna asked herself, plopping the Math worksheet on her desk. Her pencil lay next to it, lacking an eraser and dull pointed.

She was thinking…thinking…thinking…

Somebody knocked on her door.

Belladonna got up and opened it.

Standing before her was a strange yet lovely boy. He was pale, with snow white hair. His eyes were red snake eyes and his pupils were black lines. He had long claws on his fingers and an extremely long tail that slithered and slunk behind him. When he opened his mouth, a long, gray, forked tongue, licked his lips. She noticed that he had sharp animal teeth. Black goo came gushing out of his mouth.

“Who are you?" Belladonna asked. She wasn’t afraid. She was…fascinated.

"You decide. You created me." He said.

Well then! He was her demon friend, that was who he was! Her demon friend who would was magical and wonderful and who would do no wrong.

Well, except when he needed to be bad. Nobody liked goody-two shoes.

He smiled at her, took her hand and then, just like that, she was in a world where there were tiny colorful pigs and raining rainbows and no math homework.

Suddenly, in the distance, she heard a familiar, yet faraway voice say in her ear:

“Belladonna! Are you listening to me?”

Belladonna shook her head. She wasn't in a magical world and there was no strange boy. She was sitting in her room with her Math homework and her Mom was standing next to her, holding a pencil with an eraser and a proper point.

She had let her imagination run wild again.

"Do you need help?" She asked, offering her the pencil.

Belladonna nodded.

Together, they would do the homework.

Chapter Five

The next day at school, Belladonna was more prepared than ever and waited patiently in the hall for the homeroom doors to open. For now, she would let her imagination run really wild.

But that didn't happen. Instead, she found herself staring at a handsome seventh grade boy across from her.

He had soft, curly dark hair, lovely light brown skin and the dreamiest brown eyes.

She had to know his name. She just had to.

But he was so handsome and whenever she tried to say something, it would just die in her mouth and she would feel small and insignificant.

She felt someone tap on her shoulder. Belladonna turned around.

Standing in front of her was a seventh grade girl, glaring at her angrily.

“That’s my boyfriend. Why are you staring at him?” She asked, tapping her foot.

Belladonna blinked and looked at her. She was thinking of a lot of things to say to her, none of them good, but she had to calm down. Getting defensive wouldn’t help things. It was better to explain things.

“What? No! I didn't know he was…I'm so sorry...I didn't mean any harm..." She trailed off. Hopefully the girl would leave her alone.

She didn’t leave her alone. Instead, she laughed.

“This little girl thinks that she has a chance with Cain!" The girl howled.

So that was his name. Even his name sounded dreamy!

Everyone in the halls except the boys laughed. They didn't care.

The girl turned to her and smiled. Uh-Oh. That couldn’t be good.

“Tell you what. If you go out with my boyfriend this Sunday afternoon and he likes you, I won't bother you ever again. Ever. But, if you go out with him this Sunday afternoon and he laughs at you, I'll take out my phone and post the whole thing on the internet.

“Do you accept the challenge?" The girl asked.

All of the girls were looking at her. Cain didn’t notice. He was too invested in a conversation with another boy.

Belladonna gulped. What choice did she have?

“I accept." She croaked.

The deal was done.

Chapter Six

When Belladonna got home, she told her parents all about the dare and how she accepted it. Her little brother, Victor eavesdropped on the whole thing from the hallway.

“You can't do it! You just can’t!” Her Mom shouted. Dad nodded his head.

“She's right. You're making a fool of yourself, Bella." Victor said. He emerged from the hallway and hugged her real tight. He was understandably nervous for Belladonna.

But she shook her head and ate her dinner.

“I promise that if things go bad, I’ll text you." She said.

“You will?” Mom asked.

“I will.”

Chapter Seven

AFTERNOON OF SUNDAY

Belladonna was getting ready. She put on a white shirt and a nice blue skirt. She wanted to wear high heels, but she didn't want to look like anyone else. So, to be different, she put on pink socks and red heels. Socks and heels together.

Lovely.

The girl’s name was Alisha, as it turned out. She gave Belladonna her number and texted the place to be.

No turning back now.

……………………………………………………..

She arrived at the place, which was a fast food restaurant.

She sighed. She thought that it would be fancier. She wasn't a huge fan of any fast food restaurant.

But she would do anything for Cain.

……………………………………………………..

She sat at a table and waited for him. She tried her best to ignore the screaming babies, the bad food, the loud music. She was going to wait patiently. She was anticipating.

And like a storybook Prince, Cain walked in and sat next to her.

Time for operation:Impress him.

Chapter Eight

LATER ON

Belladonna thought that it was coming along nicely. He didn't laugh at her, he had manners. He was perfect! She had gotten so comfortable that she started telling him about this song that she absolutely loved!

He snickered.

"What's so funny?" She asked, growing nervous. She hadn’t told a joke. Why was he doing that?

“You really think that I like you? It was a trick! Turn around.” Cain said, pointing behind their booth.

Belladonna did as she was asked. Sitting in the booth behind them was Alisha and…

Her heart sank.

Lucy was there too.

“And that, my friends, is how you fool a noob!" Alisha said to her phone, which she used to film Belladonna and Cain. Lucy and Cain laughed, taking great pleasure in Belladonna’s embarrassment.

Belladonna herself wasn't laughing. She went through all of this trouble for nothing?

They would certainly pay. They would all pay.

Chapter Nine

Belladonna punched the phone out of Alisha's hand. It landed on the tiled ground. She then got up and crushed it with her heels.

“Chill, girl. It was only a joke.” Cain said with ease that absolutely sickened her to her very core. The girls were still cackling like disgusting witches.

Belladonna walked up to the boy who had tricked her, the boy who had made a joke out of her, the boy who wasn’t even that cute now that she was looking at him, who was in fact, funny looking, and opened her mouth real wide.

His eyes grew white with fear. The girls stopped laughing. Everyone at the restaurant was looking at her.

She wasn’t embarrassed. Not anymore.

She pulled on Cain’s shirt, bringing him closer to her…

And ate his face.

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" The girls screamed. Everyone stared at her in shock. All food ceased being made. The babies stopped crying. Everything stopped for her.

Belladonna licked her lips.

Cain’s face tasted better than chocolate ice cream.

Chapter Ten

Belladonna blinked. She didn't eat Cain's face. That was in her imagination. All three of them were just simply staring at her. Everyone else was minding their own business.

The only thing she did was crush Alisha’s phone with her heels.

Belladonna still wasn't satisfied. She grabbed Cain’s precious chocolate smoothie and spilled it on his face.

"That’s for tricking me." She said.

She then took her uneaten burger and threw it at Alisha.

“That’s for setting me up for something I didn’t want to do.”

“I was just-“

“Don’t.”

Belladonna turned to Lucy. The real villain. The one who just ignored her like she was nothing, like they were never friends. The one who had hurt her the most. The one who would not get something thrown at her. No, that was too good for her.

“Lucy.”

Lucy looked at her. There was no trace of remorse, no trace of kindness.

No trace of nothing.

“Lucy, I have tried my hardest to be there for you. I have tried to be good and happy. I have tried to be your best friend, but ever since the middle of fifth grade, it’s like you’re a completely different person. It’s like you’re not my friend anymore.”

“You’ve made what you want very clear. I am not your friend anymore. You are dead to me.” Belladonna said.

Lucy said nothing.

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Belladonna walked back home, feeling much lighter than usual. She had deleted Alisha and Lucy’s numbers from her phone. Maybe that was why she felt lighter. Or maybe it was because she stepped up and took initiative.

Whatever the case, she felt lighter.

Just then, her phone buzzed.

She stopped walking and looked at the notification.

It was a text from Alex. The text read:

Alex

So how did the date go?

Belladonna smiled. She replied:

You

I will tell you later.😈

Alex was going to be so proud of her when she told her about how she stepped up to them! Not that she needed someone to be proud of her, of course.

She was proud of herself.

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