Love to Hate You

Chapter 30

EZRA'S POV
l couldn't believe my fucking ears. Emilia and Jasper?? Together?? No fucking way. I looked around the supermarket until I spotted them. I frowned deeply, when I saw them standing in line with her back pressed firmly against his front and his arms wrapped around her. I couldn't even resist the urge to stomp my way over to them. My heart beating erratically and my stomach flipped upside down.
"Jasper." I call out. His stupid beautiful face looks up at me and he smiles.
"Ezra." He says my name like he doesn't have a care in the world. I miss him so much. I just needed to know for sure. I needed to know if I really did lose him.
"Is it true?? You moved on??" I could hear the sadness in my voice but I didn't care.
"Baby, tell him if it's true." He told her, the flirtatious smile never leaving his face. She turns around and devours his fucking face. I feel like the world is crumbling at my feet. A punch to the gut. I watch as Jasper gets lost in the kiss and grabs her ass. I'm trying my best to blink away the tears.
"Seems pretty true to me, baby." She said. Jasper looks at me, his lips swollen from the kiss. I wipe the tear away on my face.
"Oh, I'm happy for you." I said. I tried my best to mean it but truth is that I want Jasper for myself. I wave goodbye and run out of there. I jump into the car and grip the steering wheel. I sob and cry so hard. Fuck. Liam hops in the passenger seat.
"You didn't deserve that. He's a fucking prick." He said.
"I love him so much. It fucking hurts, Liam."
"You still love him after that fucking show he just put on?? Are you fucking kidding me??"
"I don't care. I want him back." I wipe my face with my hands. I start the car.
"He doesn't want you back but that's fine because I want you."
"I don't want you, Liam. You and I will never happen. I don't know how many times I have to tell you the same thing. I don't want you." I drive out of the parking lot and onto the main road.
"You're a damn liar. You want us both because you have feelings for the both of us. You just can't admit it to yourself." He said, while looking out the window. I'm tired of repeating myself. I just want Jasper. Nobody else. If anyone is in denial, it's Liam.
"You're delusional. I won't kiss you ever again. I'm going to get Jasper back."
"Yeah, we'll see about that. He looked really happy making out with that supermodel. He's definitely not missing you while he's deep inside her." He said, bitterly. I swerve and pull the car over.
"Fuck you, Liam!!" I shout and then exit the car. I walk off.
"You can't walk all the way home, idiot. Get back in the car and stop acting like a child."
I ignore him and flip him off. Both middle fingers way up high for him to see and keep walking. Who the fuck does he think he is?! I'm so fed up of him. It takes me hours to walk home. By the time I got there, I was exhausted and couldn't even make it to my bed. I crash on the couch. Fell asleep instantly.

It's been three weeks since I last seen Jasper at the supermarket and I have been avoiding Liam at all costs. My life has been work and sleep. That's it. Sometimes I go to my old room in my parents house and play the drums. I let out my frustration that way. I still see my therapist. She's been helpful, I guess. I tried calling Jasper. He never picks up.
"Focus, Ezra. You need to make drinks faster." Marcus said. I hand the lady her drink and move on to the next person.
"I am focused, Marc."
"No, you're not. You broke five glasses and spilled two drinks. I'm about to send you home." He complains. I roll my eyes and proceed to make the next person's drink of choice.
"Why are you avoiding me?!" Liam shouts. I furrow my brows and frown.
"You can't just show up at my job causing a scene, Liam. Get out." I said, gripping the edge of the counter tightly.
"No, I'm not leaving. Why are you avoiding me??"
"Ezra, go home. You're done today. Take pretty boy with you. He's bad for business." Marcus said, a scowl on his face. Fuck. I glare at Liam.
"Let's go." I said, grabbing his arm and dragging him outside.
"Oh, you're pissed now?! That's brilliant. Bring it on, Ezra. I have all night." He said. His attitude is obnoxious and he aggravates the hell out of me.
"Yes, I'm fucking pissed!! You want to talk so bad?! Fine!! We'll fucking talk!!"
"Oh, no. Not out here we're not. I'll meet you at your place." He yanked his arm out of my grasp and walk off to his car. I groan. I hop on my motorcycle and speed off. My anger does not care for the speed limit. I arrive at my apartment in no time. The first thing I do is take off my shirt and toss it on my bed. I walk into the bathroom and turn the sink on. Splashing cold water on my face.
"Ezra." I hear Liam shout. I dry my face and walk out my room.
"Sit the fuck down. Let's talk." I demand. Liam smirks and sits down.
"I'm sorry I showed up at your job. I didn't know what else to do." He said. I scoff.
"You obviously can't take a hint. Let me make it perfectly clear for you. I. DON'T. WANT. YOU." I said through gritted teeth. He gets up and stands in front of me.
"STOP LYING!!" He shoves me.
"I'm not lying!!" I shove him back. He stumbles.
"You do want me!! Just admit it!!" He shoves me back with more force.
"Oh my god!! You're fucking crazy!! I don't want you!!"
"Fuck you!!" He punches me in the face. I punch his face. He tackles me to the floor. I punch him again. He punches me back. I shove him off of me. He tackles me again. I flip us and lift my fist again but I don't swing. I laugh. I cover my face with my hands and scream all of my frustrations out. Maybe I'm the crazy one.
"You want me so bad, fine. Get up." I said, while getting off of him. I walk towards my bedroom. I'm breathing heavily. Liam enters shortly after. I grab his throat and slam him against the wall. He grunts at the impact. I tighten my grip.
"I hate you so fucking much. I'm not going to be gentle and afterwards, I never want to see your stupid face again." I said, angrily. I look into his wide eyes. I push him down onto my bed. He takes off his shirt and tosses it on the floor. I unbutton and unzip his jeans, pulling them off with his underwear. His hard dick sprang free. I feel nothing while looking at his naked body. I take off the rest of my clothes. I grab a condom from my nightstand drawer and put it on. I spread his legs and position myself at his entrance. He grabs my wrist and stops me.
"Ezra, maybe we should talk. I don't—" he said but got cut off.
"Do you want me or not??" My voice cold.
"Yes." He whispers, letting go of my wrist.
"Then shut the fuck up." I push inside his hole all in one go. He hisses and grips onto my shoulders tightly. I don't wait to move. I thrust hard and deep. I meant it when I said I wouldn't be gentle. He grunts with every thrust of my hips. I close my eyes and think of Jasper. The way his body moves with mine. The faces he makes when I pleasure him. I think of his dark curly hair, his blue eyes, his long eyelashes, his plump lips moaning for me. God, yes!! I love the sounds he makes for me. My thoughts are disrupted by Liam's voice moaning my name. I open my eyes to find hazel ones looking back at me. His blue hair splayed on my pillow. I put my hand over his mouth to shut him up. I aggressively pump my cock into his ass. I close my eyes again. I think of Jasper's body. His broad shoulders, every muscle and how they flex, his huge dick and how great it feels when he fucks me. I can feel the build up of my release. I moan and think of the warmth of Jasper's lips on mine.
"Jasper." I moan out as I climax. My seed filling up the condom. I open my eyes and pull out. Liam's eyes water but he looks pissed off, not sad. He sits up.
"You're an asshole!!" He shouts, an angry tear rolling down his face. I toss the condom and put on some sweatpants.
"It was the only way I could do it. I told you, I don't want you. Now get out." I said, pointing at the door. He gets up and puts on his boxers then his jeans. He wipes away his tears. Before he walks out with his shirt in his hands, I grip his face.
"Remember that I never want to see you again." I said, as I watched his tears fall from his eyes.
"The feeling is mutual. I hope you rot in hell, Ezra." He walks out of my room and hopefully out of my life forever. I sink to the floor with my head in my hands. I don't even recognize myself anymore. I laugh until I cry hysterically and I'm hyperventilating. I scream and shout. I tug on my hair and I completely lose it. I rip off the sheets on my bed and throw them away. I break things and toss them across the room. After awhile, I just stop. I lay on the floor on my back and just stare at my ceiling. Feeling numb. I grab my phone and dial Jasper's number. It rings three times then a female's voice answers the phone.
"Hello??—stop, Jasper!! I'm on the phone!!—hello??" She giggles. I swallow the lump in my throat.
"Can I talk to Jasper, please??" My voice is low and I'm feeling vulnerable. She keeps giggling.
"That's my phone, Emmie. Now hand it over before I tickle you some more." I heard Jasper's voice say.
"Here you go, my love. You can have it. Just stop the tickle torture." She giggles. I just stay on the line listening to them.
"Hello??" He says. His voice sounds cheerful.
"Hey." I manage to say.
"Ezra??"
"I need my best friend, Jas." I whisper.
"Where are you?? I'll be there."
"On the floor of my apartment." I answer, pathetically.
"Ok, let me tell my girlfriend that I'll be leaving. I'll be there in a few minutes." He said. Girlfriend. That cut deep. He hangs up. I don't move. I just wait for him on the floor.