Possessive Rich Boys (COMPLETED)

Chapter 28

Playlist - Begin Again (Taylor's version) by Taylor Swift

Ares

I checked my phone for the nth time. I didn't want to miss any of Luna's texts or calls, if she ever decided to call. The chances were next to none, but I can hope for it.

In fact, I waited for two weeks for her. To either have her throw things at my face, scream at me, hit me, or even just show any sign of reaction. I received none.

After the horrific condition I'd found her in, there was no way I could stick around for her to act even more irrational. I didn't deserve to be cried over, lose your mind over.

But still, it stung that she had become completely oblivious to me. Her face was completely devoid of any trace of emotions. I wondered whether she read my letter.

Sighing, I walked across my bedroom, tossing my phone somewhere and falling flat on the cushioned surface. It's hard to believe that it was actually over between us. The girl became my everything, only for her to despise my existence.

Not a moment has gone by when I didn't think about her. When all of the memories rushed to my head and made me near-insane at the thought of never being again with her, to hold her in arms again.

This time tomorrow, I'll be out of this town, far away from her geographical proximity. I talked myself into it. It will be good for her.

Girls didn't tend to forget the first time and the person they did it with. She won't forget about me. I'll always be there in her blood. She'll feel me when she's all alone at night and maybe the memories of us will keep her from finding an a**hole to take my place in her life.

The thought boiled my blood. There was no way I can fathom sharing her with anyone, let alone have a little fu*k*r,who knew nothing about her body, rake his paws all over her body.

She was mine, for fuc* sake.

Why did I have to go and screw it all up? My life had turned shit.

I wish I could get her back.

"Ares."

I didn't bother acknowledging the presence of the person standing on the threshold of my bedroom door. He was partly responsible for ruining my life.

"When you're done with your tantrum, come downstairs. Your mother and I have invited people to your graduation party, I expect you to show up."

I shook my head in frustration. Couldn't he see that he had ruined everything for me?

"Ares." My persistent father wouldn't stop at anything.

"I'll be there."

He remained silent. I gave up and pulled myself up on my elbow. "What?" I was getting annoyed even more.

He gave me a contrite smile. "Losing girls at first is always hard. You'll get over it."

"Did you?" I asked, straight up front.

If he was stunned, he didn't show it. "It's getting late. Get dressed."

"I did peg you to be a coward. Running away is what you're good at."

He stopped in his tracks. Looked at me from over his shoulder. I thought he would scold me or at least say something, but he didn't. I guess, it was easier to walk away from the truth rather than face it.

***

"One down, two more to go."

Axel's face had a smug looking grin plastered on his face. His happiness appeared gloating to me. Oh, if only I can take out my frustration on his pretty boy face.