Her shades of Hues

Chapter 10

Felicity's pov.

I didn't talk all through out the ride. I didn't tried to open a topic and whenever Rhys tried to ask me something, I answered directly, giving him a cold shoulders because I had bullshits this night! I don't care anymore if he finds me so weird or what!

I get off from the car as soon as Rhys parked the car here in the underground parking area. I didn't wait for him to take everything out in the trunk.

I walked towards the elevator and I just saw how Rhys is getting pissed as to what I'm doing. I raised my eyebrows at him and saw his jaw clenched. I rolled my eyes at him before the door of the elevator finally closed.

I carelessly sat in the couch as soon as I get inside. I bit my lower lip, fuck conscience! I felt bad at leaving him there and for slamming the door of his car and even the front door of this condominium unit.

Argh! I put my hands on my face as guilt poured inside me. I stood up to check after Rhys but my eyes grew wide when he opened the door.

Just like how fast my conscience crept in me awhile ago, my anger issues is so fast to also take over in me.

I can't help but to feel annoyed just by seeing his face. I took the throw pillow in the couch and throw it to Rhys. He dodged the pillow and I get more angrier because of it.

I stamped my feet and continued my annoyed face as I walked towards the door of my room. I was stopped from taking a step when suddenly my wrist was pulled.

I'm breathing heavily and I feel like my lower lip would bleed because I bit it so hard.

"What's your problem?" He asked. He fucking asked? How numb is he?

Darn it! I feel like crying! He just asked me what is my problem and here I go, starting to cry like like a cry baby!

I pulled my wrist from him and he let me go with it.

I slowly turned to him. I don't care if he can see me crying. I have lots of problems and I wait for his fucking discernment into all of it!

"You are literally asking me what is my problem?" I contradicted my tears as I laugh.

"Yes, care to explain?" He asked too. His eyes screams care and worries but his actions shows different.

I tried to hit him hard in his chest but he held my hand. I sobbed harder.

"I know I'm not your girlfriend or anything but I feel the bitterness in my guts when you called me your friend. I shouldn't care for that because that's not my biggest problem and I know that we are not something! Like bullshit! We are not even friends! That's the reality!" I shouted and he just stared at me like he want me to vent everything to him.

"And you didn't care when that woman cut me off when I was talking! This might be so shallow for you but it's not for me! She's rude! And she thinks she can dismiss me because I'm just a friend!"

"I feel so shitty! With that fuckin' rude woman dissed me and what? Did you do anything? Oh right, you shouldn't because I'm not even a friend. I am just someone you know!"

"She's a friend of my Mom. I respect her but when she did that to you and you walked out I told her that she shouldn't have done that. She's wrong to act rude to you. Okay? I'm sorry for not responding fast to your inquiries. Sorry if I didn't cut her off just to prove her wrong." He calmly said.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Whatever, fucker!" I said as I give him a middle finger. "I don't care anymore! I shouldn't! But what the fuck! I'm questioning everything right now! I question who I am to you! My head is pounding for thinking non stop of that fucking woman awhile ago! And who the fuck is Michaela!"