KELVIN'S POV
Just the thought of Rico himself made my body shake with anger.
I rammed my fists into the punching bag repeatedly.
I pictured Rico's face on the bag and screamed with anger- ramming my fists harder and harder. I was bleeding from my knuckles but I didn't fucking care.
One punch.
He fucked up my life.
Two punches.
He ruined my relationship.
Three punches.
He stole my reputation.
I kept on punching.
I thought back to several years ago; when I had all the power.
When I was in control.
My hands reach down and grab him by the collar.
I feel like I'm outside myself.
I watch myself drag Rodrico Gonzalez into the bush and beat him down to the grass, the dirt, and the fallen tree branches.
My fists clutter on his face and I put a hole in his stomach.
The boy cries and begs. His voice twitches. "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
I see his eyes and make sure not to meet them, and I put my fist onto his nose to eliminate any vision he might have had. He's hurt, but I keep going. I need to make sure he can't move by the time I'm done with him.
I can smell how scared he is.
I repeatedly rammed my fists into the punching bag- trying to get rid of my ongoing rage. But as I keep going, my rage doesn't soften or filter itself. It builds itself up until I'm on the verge of screaming.
I blankly watch as the sand from my now dead-beat bag, dribbles onto the ground of my bedroom floor.
I run a hand through my sweaty black hair and take a long drink from my flask. The liquid burns the back of my throat but I keep going.
I walk over to my window- where I light my cigarette.
I inhale greatly as I shut my eyes.
Logan.
His beautiful fluffy clouds of blond hair blur my vision as he rests his head on my chest. His fingers glide up and down my arm as I trace circles around his thighs.
I bury my face in his curls as I shut my eyes, inhaling his familiar and comforting scent.
His deep giggle and voice filled my ears.
His fingers traced the side of my jawline as he bit his lower red lip and smirked. "I love you."
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