From the day he saw me with Rayn in the cafe he was getting more on my nerves. I fully-fledged ignored him for the whole month but that day luck was not on my side.
The day our Hate war officially started.
Ryan kept being my good friend even after that parking lot incident. I said sorry to him so many times and he accepted all of them with his sweet smile in return taking a promise of not talking about that day anymore.
He knows I was blaming myself for that day. From that day I knew he was a very nice guy. In a month we became very good friends. He was not like other jocks of our high school, arrogant, rude, and not like 'him'.
The aura around him of being a bad
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That day I should have taken his advice and not tempted his beast but I think it was too late for me to take precautions because I had already tempted his beast. I stayed like that on the floor until I felt a little good. Then I went back to my locker room to collect all my belongings. When I was done with putting my hoodie back on my body I headed back to my apartment with an exhausted body and mind. Entering my apartment I went directly to my bathroom while throwing my bag on the couch to take a relaxing bath to soothe my exhausted muscles. I filled my bathtub with warm water and added a bath bomb with a mild smell and healing bath salt in it. I stripped out of my hoodie and gym clothes and dipped my body into warm water. A satisfactory hiss left out of my mouth when warm water touched my little sore arms and knuckles.
"I'll be there on time to pick you up" he yelled in his dark voice when dad started the car. I just looked at him in anger. I tried to give him my brave face but inside my heart was running wild. I don't know what he will do once I come to live in Miller's house. The car ride was silent but inside me, a big storm of bubbles was erupting ready to burst any time. We reached home and I couldn't hold this storm inside me any longer. "Dad, I can live on my own in the penthouses. I don't need anyone to take care of me please tell aunt Sam that I won't be coming tomorrow" I said as we reached near the door. "Tell her yourself," he said with a knowing smile and went inside the house ignoring me. He knew I wouldn't be able to refuse her.
He made my trip and fell flat on the floor by putting his leg in my path. I looked angrily at him. He was standing there with his hands in his pocket. "Welcome to hell my ugly duckling," he said with a cocky smirk. Saying that he started going away from me towards his room. There was a promise in his words which was screaming that he will make my stay here a hell. The hell I will let him take his revenge on me. I will make his life hell too. He thinks he can dominate me just because I'm in his den then he's wrong. "Nina sweety what are you doing on the floor" aunty Sam's voice made me come out of my cold-blooded murdering plans and look at her. "Let me help you" saying that she came to help me stand not bothering that her clothes will get colored because of me.
Taking support of the wall I made my numb body stable while pressing my back to it. Lifting my left hand I saw there was a bright red bruise on it. Then I moved my eyes to my bare shoulder. Where a bright red mark was present. It made me swallow hard. His words made my heart beat fast in fear of what he would do to make me lose. Taking a deep breath I tried to slow my heartbeat. I took a few more deep breaths to calm myself but I couldn't control the bitterness in my heart. My inner voice was screaming inside me to go and punch him in his smirking stupid face for touching me. I opened my room door in anger and went straight to my bathroom to wash away his mark from my body. Standing in front of the sink I&nb
Where the hell does he go? I ran to my balcony with my numb limbs. "Did he just jump off my balcony?" I whispered under my breath but there was no one down. I ran back to my mirror and looked at my reflection. My fingers curled into a fist. "If he is not dead by jumping off from my balcony then he will surely die from my hands tomorrow," I said in my dark angry voice while glaring at five big bright crimson marks on my skin. Glaring at his ugly mark on my body made me huff in annoyance on the bed while grabbing a pillow with a tight grip. "How dare he. He is crossing his line day by day. I told him never to touch me after he gave me his first ugly mark and the next thing I know he gave me five more ugly marks. I just hate him. If my body
I stare at Stan's retiring back and whispered under my breath "what have I started" "I'm sorry for that," I said to Ryan in my apologetic voice who was looking at the teddy which was now a strawberry smoothie washed in my hand. His face has completely fallen. Listening to me he lifted his head and said "you do not have to be sorry for someone else's mistake" he said with a small smile that was not reaching his eyes. "No Ryan I'm sorry," I said again in my sorry voice. It was my fault too if I had been more alert I would have stopped him. "I know you are but you don't have to. It's not your fault. Forget it" he said to cheer me up with a big smile on his face. I n
"This is what you get after messing with me. Now you can clean whichever part you want to. It's all yours" saying that in a mocking tone I left him with a smirk plastered to my face. I hope he has learned his lesson now he will never try to mess with me. With these thoughts, I left the gym with Ryan. Seeing my foul mood Ryan didn't ask me anything and I thanked him mentally. During the ride, I was planning different methods to murder Jack the jackass. How dare he say something like that to me? How dare he touch me like that. I hate him. The train of my thoughts stopped when Ryan stopped his car. He dropped me at Miller's mansion saying thank you to him. I w
I found him staring at me from standing far away. His light brown gaze was locked with my teary one. He kept staring at me until the car was out of his sight. This is how my one-month stay in miller's house ended. I was out of a mist of my past thoughts with a flinch due to listening to the sudden roaring of the dark sky. I blew air out of my mouth while putting my hands on my wildly beating heart to shake out that unwanted feeling which was beginning to penetrate it. Making me feel things I don't want to feel. After that day I made more distance between Jack and me. It was not like we were close before. But because of that day's incident, not only the distance increased between us bu