My Friend, the Fake Rich Kid

---- Chapter 7 The Moment He Snapped Clara's forehead was already bruised where Isabella had slammed her to the ground. She stared at Daniel, who'd frozen in place, then wrenched free of Isabella's grip. "You pathetic coward," she spat. "If you weren't so useless, borrowing someone else's jet to fake being rich, I wouldn't be in this mess." Daniel flinched, staring at her as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You weren't good enough on your own, and you dared to cross Serena." Clara got to her feet and lunged at Daniel, digging her nails into his face. "You knew she was Mr.

Vale's daughter and you still joined in bullying her. Do you want my whole family dead? Is that what you wanted?" Blood streaked Daniel's face as Clara's words hit him like a blow. He had borrowed the jet to impress her, protected her because he was afraid of losing her, yet here she was calling him a worthless coward. When Daniel stayed silent, Clara screamed and tore at his clothes. "You were the one fawning after me! You said your family had money and didn't care about the Vales. Now that ---- something's happened, you blame me?

Daniel, you're a coward!" "a coward?" Daniel grabbed Clara's wrist so hard her fingers whitened. Whatever warmth was left in his eyes died; only fury remained. "I betrayed ten years of relationship with Rena for you." He stepped forward and shouted, voice raw. "For you, I burned her with a cigarette and hung her from the jet. I thought you cared about me. And now, you call me a useless coward?" Clara recoiled at the madness in his eyes. "Don't lose it, Daniel. We can talk-" He swung his foot and landed a brutal kick to her stomach.

Clara cried out and curled into herself on the floor, convulsing from the pain. "You loved all the attention, didn't you?" Daniel grabbed a bottle of wine from the cabin and smashed it against her. " Scared now? Too late." He yanked her by the hair, forcing her to look at him. "You said Iwas worthless. I'll show you what I can do." He rained blow after blow onto her, cursing. "It's all your fault. You bitch, everything's your fault!" Clara trembled through each strike and whimpered, "Daniel, ---- I'm sorry. Please stop." "Stop?" Daniel sounded as if someone had told a joke.

He slammed her down. She hit a metal table leg with a thud and tried to scramble up, but he planted his boot into her back. "You want me to let you go? Who will let me go? Who showed Rena any mercy after I burned her with a cigarette?" He leaned over her and clamped a hand on her chin, forcing her to meet his frantic eyes. "Where are your parents now? Oh, right, they can't even save themselves. How could they protect a troublemaker like you?" Clara's lips trembled; no words came. "You love being the campus queen bee, don't you?

Love having boys crowd around you for pictures?" Daniel roughly dragged her toward the trash can in the corner of the cabin. " Fine. Take pictures with the trash, then. That's what you are." His face was savage. ''Someone like you isn't even fit to be Rena's servant. Your parents aren't fit either. Your whole family should rot in the dirt." He began ripping at her clothes. In fewer than ten seconds, Clara was stripped bare, curled up in the corner. Daniel beat and berated her until police officers burst in and pinned him down. He fought and screamed even then, "Let me ---- go.

She deserves to die! Her whole family should die with her!"