Bad Will Hunting by Heather Wardell

Bad Will Hunting by Heather Wardell

Author:Heather Wardell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: revenge, anger, reality tv
Publisher: Heather Wardell


Chapter Eighteen

When I wake up the next morning, my eyes so sore and swollen I can barely see and my poor popcorn-attacked tooth still throbbing, I wash my face and take as many painkillers as I think I can handle then clean out Silver’s cage while considering removing the job ad. No doubt it’s received a ton of responses already. Have Gregory and the others suffered enough?

Spotting my bank statement on the hall table as I go out to the garbage chute with the newspaper that was lining the bird cage, I know it’s nowhere close to enough. I’m going to have to spend my savings to keep myself alive, and I don’t want to. Every dollar that goes into that bank account matters so much to me. I don’t know why, since I’ve got nothing in mind to buy, but it does and so the factory deserves my revenge.

It deserves even more revenge, but my mental Sam won’t let me do anything else. I prefer the real Sam to my mental one, but he’s working today so I’m on my own.

I hate being on my own.

I consider calling Shannon and Becky but I don’t want to see them either. Grandmother? No way. She’d tear me apart for quitting the job she got me.

I bet she knew Saul would promote other people but not me. That’d be just like her.

A wave of anger rises in me, then hits the invisible wall of my exhaustion and slides uselessly to the ground. Everything feels so pointless, I can’t even get angry. I’ve tried so hard to get revenge against the show and Will and everyone else who hurt me, and what have I got? No job, no compensation, no idea where Will is.

The only thing I have is the knowledge that I’m the kind of person who gives a stranger a laxative because he didn’t think I was his type when I didn’t think so either. I need my anger to make everything make sense. Without it...

Tears come to my eyes but I force them back. No crying. No need to. I’m just tired. So tired. Too tired to think.

Though I should be doing my coursework and making the additional videos Sam and I discussed, I go back to bed. I’m useless when I’m this tired. Not that I’m wildly effective the rest of the time.

I fall asleep almost before I have the covers over myself, and I don’t wake up again until well into the afternoon, and when I do I know I did the right thing. Everything makes sense again. My anger’s back and it feels right.

I can cancel the job ad. It got me revenge on Gregory, so why continue kicking him when he’s down? And the show is over and done with, since I’ve fulfilled every detail of my contract and I’ll never do anything else with those jerks, so I don’t need to bother getting revenge there either. I was feeling so tired and weak because I was spreading my energy too thin, worrying too much about things in the past.



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