70. Letting the car out of the bag

Miranda's point of view:

I arrived at the house of Kiara's cousin. I am so much angry right now and I can't tell if it is because of what Kiara did or because I am tired of all these. It hurts me so much that I turned out this way but it wasn't my fault. They were the ones that turned me into what I am today.

I pressed the doorbell and in no time the door was open and fortunately Kiara was the one that opened the door. She gasped in shock as she staggered backwards in fear, her hand trembling. My eyes are pure red and my face is blank, I am so much clouded in anger.

“Ri...... Rihanna .... you…" she couldn't finish her sentence as I landed a slap on her cheek.

She held her cheeks in surprise as her eyeballs all popped out in shock. She looked down at my body and was surprised that she did not see any wounds on my body. I couldn't get hurt because of the powers in me. Kiara was one of the people that knows that I don't have a wolf so I'm sure she's surprised that I healed so fast.

“Yo...you are alive? Even if you are alive, you are supposed to be in the hospital now…" she stutters. I clenched my fist in anger, she is not even sorry for what she did.

“How dare you Kiara! How dare you try to kill me!" I growled.

She scoffed and released her palm from her cheek, putting on a straight face. “Why won't I attempt to kill you, Rihanna when you ruined my face. You managed to survive this but that doesn't mean that I'm yet done with you, you are still going to pay for what you did to me!"

I got more enraged and I landed another hot slap on her face.

“How dare you slap me again!" she groaned and raised her hand to slap me but I caught it squeezing it in anger as she winced in pain trying to free herself.

“Let go of my hand you bitch!" she spat.

I got more angry as I pushed her and she fell down with great force hitting her head on the sofa edge. I can see the fear in her eyes as she looks into my red eyes. I walked up to her and held her by the neck. I raised her up with my power still holding her neck, she was trembling and sweating. I raised her up high and released her, she ended up falling with a loud thud, wincing in pain as she coughed out blood. She's weak now, I'm sure she won't be able to shift. Even if she shifts, she won't be able to defeat me.

She was shaking profusely as fear clouded her. “W....who...a...re..you." She whimpered in fear.

“You are a devil, a devil.... Help me!! Somebody should help me please! " She managed to scream, crawling backwards.

“No one will save you... No one," I said. My voice was incredibly dangerous as I walked closer to her.

“Who are you, don't come close to me." she mutters in fear

“Do you want to know who I am...." I pause as I stare into her eyes. My red eyes burning in anger. I am just sick and tired of everything. I can't hold it in any longer.

“I am Miranda!" I shriek in rage. I can see the flabbergasted look on her face. I chuckled menacingly. “Yes, I am Miranda, Miranda Jones!"

I don't know when I let the cat out of the bag but I don't care, I don't care if they all know who I am. I am tired of hiding the truth. I am tired of everything!

“Mi... Miranda…" she stammered as her eyes widened in shock. She looks muddled

Kiara's point of view:

I was shocked to the bone. Is she trying to say that she is Miranda the ugly girl but how did she turn out to be beautiful and rich? How is that even possible? And she also has a super power, a power I've never seen any werewolf possess. She nearly killed me. What the heck is going on here? Ik damned confused.

“Yes, I am that girl, you made her life a living hell in Blue Moon. The girl you never for once allowed her to have peace of mind ever since she got admission into Blue Moon. The girl you bullied a lot because she was ugly. The girl you don't want to live with because she is ugly!" she snapped, tears rolling down her cheeks.

I am stupefied right now, how could she be Miranda. That's not possible.

“Are you surprised that I am now beautiful and rich with super powers?" She chuckled bitterly. “You and all the students of Blue Moon including my family turned me into this heartless person I am right now. You all made me this way, you all ruined my life!"

My mouth was wide in agape. I can't believe this is Miranda. Where did she get all this beauty and wealth from, including the power she possessed?

“I wanted you all to have a taste of the pains I went through in your hands, especially you, Kiara. You made my life a living hell, you made it so difficult to live. I was only ugly, I did not even commit a crime. It wasn't even I who created myself to be ugly. You are angry because I ruined your face." She laughed bitterly. “How funny it is, you haven't even gone through a bit of what I went through when I was ugly. I went through a lot because of you and others. I want you to feel what being ugly is. That was why I gave you a fake lotion. You are going to remain ugly for the rest of your life."

What! No, that can't be. I can't handle being ugly. How will I show my face in public, what about my modeling career?

She was about to leave but I held her leg.

“Please Rihanna, if you are truly Miranda. Please..... I am sorry for everything I did to you but please change my face back to normal, I want my pretty face back, please I am begging you. If I become ugly my life will totally be ruined. No one will accept me, they will all cast me away. Please give me back my beautiful face." I pleaded in tears.

I now regret everything I did to her when she was ugly. I can now feel her pain because I know how embarrassed I felt right now to face the public due to my look. Being ugly is not easy at all. I don't want to be ugly.

“I won't, Kiara. You will have to remain this way for the meantime," she said and jerked off my hand from her leg storming out.

I couldn't even run after her, I'm so ashamed of myself but how did she manage to become so beautiful and rich. I didn't even think about it, Miranda suddenly disappeared after the incident that day and no one knew where she was. After one month, Rihanna was admitted to the school and she was on my neck. It shows that she holds a grudge against me and it also means that she's truly Miranda.

Oh goodness, what have I done to myself? I hope she forgives me and gives me back my pretty face, I just can't live this way.

Alexander's point of view:

My thoughts were still on Rihanna, I just can't concentrate on anything without thinking about her. I was trying to read the book my junior cousin gave me but I don't think I'm paying any attention to it. It is filled with magic and supernatural stories.

Suddenly my eyes caught something in the book. A story of the ugly girl and the beauty goddess. There are other goddesses apart from Selene and I've heard about this beauty goddess but I don't know much about her.

The story is about an ugly girl who was always bullied among her peers. She ended up asking for help from the beauty goddess. The beauty goddess helped her by making her rich, powerful and beautiful and her beauty was beyond words. She was extremely beautiful.

The beauty goddess gave her warning not to kiss any man because she will end up being ugly if she ever kisses a man. But unfortunately the girl fell in love with a guy who she later kissed unknowingly and as the beauty goddess said, the girl turned back ugly.

After reading the book. I didn't know why my mind was flashing towards Rihanna. Is she really Miranda? Is it possible that she did the same thing as the girl in this story? No, it can't be possible, this is just a fictional story and doesn't have the chance to be real. But our existence as werewolves is being interpreted as fiction but humans so this story could be real. This explains why I always feel that she is Miranda whenever she is around me. I am sure she is Miranda.

An Idea got into my head. Yes, that is what I'm going to do If I want to clear all this doubt in me.

Miranda's point of view:

I drove into my mansion after visiting the mall to get some things. I've spat out the truth to Kiara, I wonder what will happen next. Surprisingly, I'm unperturbed about it.

I parked at my garage, I stepped down looking devastated. I need to take a cool shower and cool off my head after this long day. I was kind of surprised to see my mum and my sisters in front of my mansion. Their expression was calm. How did they even know where I live?

I walked up to them and before I knew it they all fell on their knees. I was shocked to see that action from them.

“We are not here for trouble Rihanna, we only came here to beg you to give us back our house please, we don't want to live on the street." Mandie pleads. I guess the police have already thrown them out of the house.

“We were thrown out of our house yesterday and there is no where we could go, we don't even have any money with us and we look like beggars walking on the street" Claire chips in.

“Please Rihanna if we have offended you in any way, please forgive us, we just knew you recently and we don't understand why you are doing this to us. What could we have done to you? What grudges could you possibly have against us?" Mum asked.

I couldn't hold back the tears as I allowed them to flow freely. I tried my best not to be emotional in front of them but I couldn't help it.

“Please Rihanna, we will do anything you want from us but please give us back everything you took from us, we are begging you," Mandie cried out.

I slowly squatted before them trying so hard to stop crying but I couldn't. “Why should I give you all your properties back? Just tell me one reason why I should do so?"

“Please Rihanna, if we have hurt you in any way. Please tell us so we can ask for your forgiveness, we don't understand why you are doing this to us," Mum said.

“You want to know what You did?" I chuckled teary as I shrieked. “What you did is that you hurt. You hurt me so much, especially you mum!"

”M.... mum?" Mum asked in surprise. Of course they should be surprised. Who will know that the ugly Miranda will ever be beautiful.

“Yes, mum.... I am ... Miranda, I am your daughter Miranda." I finally let out the truth. I couldn't hold back the tears. The shock on their faces was visible.