"Go away, Nancy.", he screamed and started throwing things.
I don't want to leave him alone. His condition got worse. He couldn't control himself.
"No...No I am not going to leave you.", I said and hugged him.
We were hugging each other. I wanted to calm him down. We both looked at each other. His forehead touched mine. I lowered my nose and nuzzled it against his nose. I wanted to kiss him. I could hear his breath. He smelled great. I was looking at his lips. Never I have met a man with such alluring lips as Ethan's. I wouldn't mind rubbing my hands over his youthful lips because they calm my nerves and make me feel relieved. His lips were pink and thin. I couldn't take my eyes off his lips. They were perfect.
We kissed each other. His lips touched mine. I touched his lips with my tongue. I wanted to try a French kiss. There was an increase in the production of oxytocin hormone and I could see a special bond. Ethan grabbed my shoulders. Suddenly he pushed me and I fell.
"Ahh...", I said with pain as the glass pieces pierced my hand.
I took out the pieces. I looked at Ethan. He looked at me as if nothing has happened. He didn't even feel sorry for what he did. He stood there like a statue. He didn't move even for 1 second. How could he be so heartless? I couldn't believe him. He is such an asshole.
"Why did you push me?", I got up and yelled at him.
My hand was bleeding. And all I could think was why Ethan reacted like this.
" I don't want to kiss a girl like you.", he said and rubbed his lips.
Tears welled up in my eyes. Does he hate me that much? He doesn't even want to kiss me. I wanted to leave. I was blank. I wiped my tears and started walking. Ethan grabbed my hand and pulled me.
"If you open your mouth, I will make your life hell, Nancy.", he said.
"oh really! What will you do Ethan? I am not scared of you.", I said looking at him.
"Don't test my patience, Nancy. You don't know what I can do. I can get you out of this job. You will be wandering on the roads for the job.", he said angrily.
I am so much disappointed in myself. Why did I even care for him? Woah! I even kissed him. That's the real Ethan Sinclair. He showed his true face today. All men are the same. He is so smug. Goodness! It's good that he showed his true colors.
"You don't deserve to be loved. Ethan. You will never find true love.", I said and took his hand off mine.
He smirked at me. What was that look? He never gave me that look. I thought he cared for me. I thought that he would be sorry for what he said. But no... He wasn't guilty. I shouldn't have trusted him.
"I don't want to be loved, Nancy. All the girls I have slept with, Do you think I loved them?", he said with a laugh.
"You are a jerk. Why did you even get close to me? Don't you feel anything?", I asked raising my eyebrows.
"Yes, I wanted to sleep with you. But it wasn't love, Nancy. It was just an attraction and I would have left you after having a one-night stand.", he came close and said in my ear.
I started crying. Such an evil-minded person he is. How could he say such things so easily?
"Oo, look our little girl is crying. Are you crying because we didn't have a one-night stand? I am so sorry, Nancy, I know I ruined everything. But we can try it now baby girl.", he tucked my hair behind my ear.
"You are a disgusting person", I pushed him away from me.
I walked out of the room. I saw Steve standing in the corridor. He saw that my hand was bleeding. He followed me.
"Nancy, wait.", he shouted.
I stopped and turned back. He brought a first aid box.
"Nancy, what happened? Are you alright?", he said staring at my hand.
"Nothing, the glass pieces pierced into my hand.", I said.
He made me sit and held my hand. He started applying the ointment. I wasn't feeling the pain because the pain Ethan gave me was much bigger than that.
"Nancy, you okay?", he asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I am fine", I said with a smile.
The truth is I wasn't okay at all. A change in someone's behavior begins with a change in heart. Nothing hurts more than being disappointed by the person behavior who you thought you would love. This world is full of fake people. These people, they don't deserve to be loved. They deserve hatred. They don't fucking care about your emotions. My phone was ringing continuously. I checked it and there were 5 missed calls from Sam.
"Oh shit!", I said looking at my phone.
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