This Love 2

chapter 66

Cleo's P.O.V -

I am officially pissed the fuck off at him. He keeps taking me as a joke, picking me up to get me out of his way just so he doesn't have to listen to me, and now he still thinks I'm joking! Whenever I took my sock off, the toe that smashed against the dresser is bleeding and so is the scar on my face. I look at my face in the mirror and the glass smoothly cut my skin, right next to my eye and it stops in the middle of my cheek.

After I painfully limped to the bathroom, I clean my face and hold my breath from the sting.

Whenever dinner time rolls around they plan on roasting marshmallows around the campfire on the beach. T

"You really did hurt your foot?" He was coming closer to me, so I lock myself in the bathroom

"What happened to your face? What is that? Is that a scratch?" He stands up to come near me as I clean my glasses lens.

I don't acknowledge him.

"Cleo, look I'm sorry. Can we talk ab-"

"There is nothing to talk about Niall. You made your point loud and clear." I slip my glasses on and look for my lotion.

"Wait- wh- what the hell are you talking about?! You were the one that yelled at me! I tried to talk to you while you were on your rampage, but you refused to listen and decided to try to hit and punch me! l tried talking to you!" I don't want to hear his bullshit even though it's true.

"You're lying! Shut up, don't talk to m-" Niall deliberately stands in front of the door to force me to listen him.

"No! Cleo, I'm being serious now!"

"I was being serious too! You didn't want to take me seriously, so why should I take you seriously?! I hate it whenever you don't listen to m-"

"Cleo, I listen to you! I do take you seriously! The way you were acting a few hours ago- you don't deserve to be taken seriously! If you act like that there's no way in hell that I want to take you serious! Stop lashing out all of the damn time and talk to me instead. Now, tell me what you were really mad about earlier! I know it fully wasn't from me walking in on you!"

Don't cry. You'll ruin your makeup.

"You laughed whenever I told you on the boat! I had to swim back fast as hell just to make it to the bathroom. You gave me whiplash, got mad at me in the car and embarrassed me! You didn't have to say that in front of them. You ripped my outfit and I didn't want to have sex! That hurt! You hurt me. You always think about yourself! Just because you wanted to have sex, doesn't I wanted to!" That felt good to get out.

"I'm selfish?! The clothes that you're wearing are the ones I bought! I did that for you because I wanted to! How is that being selfish?! Sorry, for doing all of that stuff to you! I didn't know I was hurting you. You liked it! I apologized for giving you whiplash! I apologized to you for that! You fucking fought me, Cleo! I didn't know why because you never told me. I walked out earlier because you were being over the top! Over exaggerating everything! If you would've told me that you were hurt!- then you know damn well I would have been right there to help you."

"That's why you're about to cry, Cleo.. you know that I'm right. You still didn't apologize for what you did. Are you even going to say sorry?"

I don't want to speak. If I do even open my mouth a sob is going to come out and I'll start crying. My bottom lip is definetly bleeding right now from me biting it so hard, my eyes are welling up and as soon as a tear falls I swipe it before it reaches my cheek.