I can hear her saying but I didn't let go of her hand. I held her even more tighter while dragging her out to the parking lot. I haven't been this angry in a while now and I never thought seeing Becky kissing someone else would get me this affected.
"Let me go you're hurting me" She groaned.
"How dare you Becky? Have you gone nuts? What was that with the girl?" I yelled out of anger.
"It's nothing we are just having fun" she replied while hiccupping and closing her eyes slightly.
"So that was the fun you wanted huh? To get drunk, flirt and kiss any random person in the club?!"
How can she say she was just having fun? Who has fun like that? I don't know what exactly it is that hurts the most, is it because I saw her kissing someone, or because I feel bad right now thinking she never loved me and everything she was doing to me this past week was her normal flirty behavior.
"How are you even here? Are you stalking me or something? Did my dad send you? I told him I will be careful...." She said ignoring my question.
"Shut the fuck up!!" I yelled and she flinched.
I clenched my fist so hard to calm myself down but I couldn't. I am hurting so badly and I can't explain why I am this angry with her.
"Get in the car" I simply said and she shook her head.
"Get in the car right now or I swear to God Becky...."
"Why are you so angry and yelling?" She asked cutting me off.
"You can't just show up anytime you wish to ruin my fun" she continued.
"So this is fun to you? Did you enjoy Kissing her?"
"How I choose to have fun shouldn't be a concern to you."
That shattered my heart into pieces. She's cool with everything that happened. Isn't she bothered at all about how I am feeling right now after seeing her with someone else?
"I mean you have been rejecting me ever since I know you, maybe having this little fun will take all the pains I am feeling inside away" She said that caught my attention.
"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.
"Do you know how many times you have hurt my feelings? You push me away each time I try kissing you. Do you know how hard I try to swallow my pride and beg for your love?"
"I have literally read every book on the internet on how to seduce a straight woman but all in vain. I have come to terms with it. You're as straight as a pole and I need to stop trying to make you love me" She said hiccupping.
"And who said I am straight?" I asked confusedly.
"Are you not?" She asked looking at me in the eyes.
I swallowed hard over the question. I have feelings for her and she's a woman that means I am not straight right? Should I tell her that? I was about saying something when she continued...
"Why did you come here Miss Sarocha?" She asked warmly.
"To take you home. You have had enough of your stupid fun already"
"Come on the party just got started." She said and walked close to me.
She wrapped her arms around my shoulder while smiling from ear to ear. Why did she drink too much? She suddenly stopped smiling and cupped my cheeks.
"Maybe you are not even real. I mean, I have been thinking about you all night and suddenly you're here? Standing infront of me?" She said as tears started clouding in her eyes.
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Better This Way
FanfictionFreen Sarocha Chankimha was only 9 years old when her life turned upside down because of Mr. Armstrong, a wealthy politician in Thailand and a famous businessman in England. 21 years later, she manipulated her way into the Armstrong family and was...