DON'T PLAY SONG TILL I SAY
~Karma's POV~
I drag my feet up the long staircase and onto the hallway mine and my brother's bedrooms are. I walk into my room and head to my closet, I put on my gym clothes and tie my long blondish-brown hair into a ponytail.
I put on my black air force ones, and check myself in the mirror. I haven't had anything to eat today, so if I continue doing this for a while, I should be good. I open my phone and walk down the stairs, I see I have about 30 new brand deals and some messages and emails I can answer later. I'm guessing my brothers are busy working because I haven't heard from them. I also have no idea where Joey is. Suddenly, I get a text, it is from Ryder, I open it.
Ryder❤🌎
Ryder❤🌎 - Karma I am so sorry, I didn't want you to find out, I have been trying to find you all day, just please, tell me where you are and we can talk about this. I love you. Xoxo
Me - Ryder, I seriously suggest you never talking to me again, for now, I haven't told my brothers what you did. However, if you choose to try and contact me, I won't have any problems in doing so. Don't contact me.
After that, I quickly block him and tuck my phone away, by this time I have reached the gym, so I walk inside, and lucky for me, no one is there.
I connect my phone to the BlueTooth speakers and hit shuffle. It starts playing remember the name by fort minor (play song now). I start on the treadmill running for about 30 mins. I was so angry that when I started to punch the punching bags, I forgot to wrap my hands, so my knuckles began to bleed, but I didn't care. I saw red, I couldn't believe Ryder had the cheek to do that to me! Mierda (fuck)! The asshole really has some nerve, because I have the feeling he is going to get a little visit from The Reaper and El Diablo tonight. Soon I hear the door open, I can tell it is Joey because no one else was in the house, he wraps his hands but not before taking a picture of me, I couldn't really care what I look like right now, I just know I fucking hate Ryder. I continued punching and kicking the bag for about another hour, by this time Joey had used the punching bag, treadmills, and bench. I finally stopped and looked down at my hands, fuck. They were covered in blood and were bruised all over, I took a swig of my drink and headed back upstairs to take a shower.
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