Alex POV
I yelled at the top of my lungs in anger and frustration, throwing the beanie across the room practically ripping my hair out. No longer feeling tingly and loose from drinking, our fight shook me up bringing back a brief sober feeling which resulted in rage. I smashed my clenched fist against the wall repetitively puncturing dents side by side. I was beyond the point of furious! At Raven. At myself. At our fight. At the fact she came back! At everything!
Somewhere along the way my hand retreated from the wall covered in cuts and marks on my bloody knuckles. I suddenly heard a loud slam of a door and locking sound. Great! Just brilliant! My temper is obviously fucking short but this is my house so if she's staying here then she should know that THIS isn't over. I stormed up the stairs, through the hall until I came to my room. Out of all the god damn rooms she chose, mine! The sound of my fist pounding on the door echoed through the house but she wouldn't answer. Groaning in frustration I let my mouth speak without using my mind.
"For god sakes Raven, are you serious?! That's my room! I'm fed up with letting you get away with things and using my feelings as an advantage so I sugarcoat shit! Truth be told I don't even know if I even feel anything for you anymore!" Using all my strength to yell without instantly swearing, so I forced it out through gritted teeth. She didn't answer, I put my ear against the door seeing if she actually was there. I couldn't hear anything, it was dead silent and instantly knew something was wrong...
CLICK
I pulled myself away from the door but stood very close to it where I was before. It suddenly swung inwards with Raven standing directly in the centre of the frame. Her face held a cold expression and deadly glare, which was looking directly into my eyes. I kept my face blank and angered just like before. "Fine. Take your room dibshit!" She spat as she barged into my shoulder passing me. BIG MISTAKE..!
I swung around and snatched her wrist to prevent her from walking away. "What is your problem?! I didn't ask you to come back! Let alone act like whinny bitch who thinks she's got a guy who will never fight back! Huh, is that what I am?! Just another guy to mess with that let's you do as you please?!" She winced but not at my words, I didn't noticed my grip in her wrist was tightening with every word I spoke. I just chucked it back at her and held my ground.
"My problem?! You inconsiderate jerk!" With that she pounded her balled up fists against my chest but it didn't effect me in the slightest so I stood there just watching her pathetic attempts.
"You are NOT 'just another guy to mess with' you aren't anything to me! And if my presence triggers every ounce of hate in you then I'll just leave!" I snorted at her, it's late and she hasn't even been here for a day after arriving. "Leave if you want, see if I fucking care! Mind you, you have nowhere to go and not a cent of money, so go for it!"
It was legit so intense, I've never seen someone so angry or such a heated argument. I noticed she was starting to cry, but they were tears of anger and frustration. She was tongue tied..! I finally got the last word where she couldn't answer!
"What's the matter boo? Cat got your tongue..?" I sneered sarcastically. Ravens face began to glow red, but we both knew the words just weren't forming. Instead she held my gaze, her eyes changing from the normal colour to a glossy midnight blue.
"I hate you..." She muttered casting her eyes to the stairs and followed them. I just snorted at her comment and spoke back normally,
"the feeling is mutual..." I wasn't bluffing or lying this time, I was serious.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So this wasn't just another fall out between them. They finally had the same feeling as once before, hate.
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The Beanie
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