ThE bAd BoY aNd ThE bAd GiRl

6. THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

He moved his head closer, positioning his mouth beside my ear and whispered softly. "I missed you, Mia."

I froze in my place for a moment that I felt my heart was going to soften and fall for his trap, but I immediately remembered his last words echo in my head. I felt his grasp loosen, so I took it as my chance and kicked him with my knee in his dick making him wince in pain. I used this opportunity and bolted out of the room.

But not before saying, "I am not weak anymore Jason. Nothing you do will affect me anymore. I am heartless now and don't you ever forget this." I spat with a blank face my heart full of anger, hatred, and disgust towards him.

Those brats that are his friends were guarding the door from the outside. when I got out, They sent me confused glares but I stood my ground and growled at them as a warning to try and stop me. Adrian raised his hands in surrender while Rick was moving towards me his eyes filled with hate probably after what I have done to his pretty face but Ben stopped him clearing the way for me to pass through.

I stormed away from them feeling so angry and just want to smash anything.

I can't take another second, Staying in this fucking place.

So, I ordered an uber and went home.

I also texted Jane and Damon telling them that I went home.

Once I arrived, I changed into my workout clothes and headed to our private gym in our house.

We had so many rooms in this house as we bought a big one, so we turned one of them into a gym or more like training room that held running machines, boxing bags and all kind of things we need to work out.

I was so damn furious that I kept punching the boxing bag harder with each punch.

Who does he think himself?

Why can't he stay the hell away from me?

And did he think that I would be falling for his trap?

Not anymore!

Not because he got more handsome and his body got stronger and attractive with more muscles means that I would fall for him like all the pathetic bitches.

Yes, I had a crush on him but that was in the past.
Now all I feel towards him is hatred and anger.

I can't forgive him!

Even if he gets more attractive than he already is, I would never forgive him.

His words are still haunting me, echoing in my head. Not leaving me the hell alone, as it was a frequent reminder of his betrayal.

I hate him.

I fucking hate him.

I felt like crying but I promised myself that I would never cry again especially on him.

So, I kept punching and punching and punching till I couldn't feel my muscles anymore.

I want to smash his damn head in a wall and break his skull.

I want to fire a fucking bullet in his cold heart.

I want to do so many bad things to him.

I want to see him hurt so much and bleeding that he will die a slow, yet painful death.

I was panting so hard by now, sweat covering every inch of my body. So, I went to take a shower to relax my body and mind.

Showers always made me feel better.