Hated love

05: The Feud pt. 2

Selina Smith

That tramp thinks he's so smart, he thinks he the only one with tricks up his sleeve, well sorry to disappoint, mate, I grew up with 3 fucking sisters. I'd decided to get back at him, right after my shower. I was gonna see what he had, hidden in my office and search his room, like a fucking officer.

The risk was getting caught, would he really hit me though, I thought to myself as I'm washing this stupid ink of myself. I swear to god, if this doesn't come off, I'm gonna do something worse to him. I climb out of my shower and look into my mirror, it all came off.

I was surprised, because he had said something about alcohol that can take it off or something, whatever, I try not to listen to him, I actually wanna keep my brain cells.

I quickly get dressed and see him go downstairs. Now was my chance, I quickly run into his room, which was exactly like mine, but just darker.

I check through everything, before thinking about the oldest trick ever. I see a desk drawer and walk up towards it, I slowly started to pull it out, until the door opens. "Shit" I mutter as I quickly run into his shower area. "Fuck" "Shit" "Crap" I had pulled out every swear in the book.

He comes in, and stands for 2 seconds. The best thing about these shower was, you can't see inside it, but when your inside it you can see who's in your room.

He opened that drawer that I was about to open and takes it out fully, before reaching his arm all the way in the back of the drawer and pulling out a little, plastic packet of... fuck knows what it was. I couldn't clearly see what was inside it.

He puts the drawer back and stands again he looks around, before grabbing his room key, and as he walks up to his door, I had the idea to shout, "Shit, wait!" I run out the shower and he doesn't look surprised.

He tilts his head and anger fills his face, I could tell. "What the fuck are you doing in my room?" He ask, extremely angry, he clenches his jaw shut and raises his eyebrows "well?!" He asks again.

"I needed to check if your shower was working" I blurt out, I was the only thing that came to my mind. "Mine isn't working and, yes, I know I should've asked, I'm sorry" I say looking down, hoping he doesn't catch me out.

He plays with a strand of my hair and asks "were you planning on having 2 showers?" "How did you know?" Was the first thing that came out my mouth. He crosses his arms and says "well, a; your hair is wet and b; your face isn't blue anymore" "Oh" I say in realisation "I'm so sorry" I say again, "a little tip for next time: next time you want revenge, plan it when I'm not around or, if you want to keep your head, not at all" he smirks at me in a joking way.

I quickly make my way out of his room, in happiness, only because I did what I mainly went in his room to do.

I make my way downstairs and eat some breakfast, and I see him making his way downstairs, his face was bathed in ghoulish blue light.

We both enter the kitchen simultaneously, he stands to the side, letting me go through first, "don't pretend like your not the devil in disguise" I whisper as I fly past his ear. He smirks as he's walking in, does he ever not.

We both take a seat, him seating opposite me again, except this time, he's looking down at his phone. Petunia swats him on his shoulder and he puts his phone down. He catches my eye, dang, probably shouldn't have been looking at him.

"See anything you like?" He asks, smirking, "Calm down, I've got no reason to think of you, let alone look at you" I stated quickly, before he got any ideas, "plus I was just thinking a face like yours should be illegal" I tell him.

His initial reaction was raising his eyebrows and looking down. We eat rather quickly, mainly it's because I don't think either of us could stand to look at each others faces.

I walk out of the kitchen first, and he follows after mad heads upstairs, little does he know he's in for a surprise, I thought to myself as I enter the living room.

Petunia went out 2 minutes later, she went to get food for tonight. 5 minutes later, I hear footsteps descending, quickly, down the stairs. Chase head in the living room and grabs me by my wrist.

"Oi, what the fuck?!" I shout out to him, he doesn't stop, instead takes me up to his room. He pushes me in and I hit the floor. I look up at him and return to my stance. I regain my balance before looking out his windows.

I burst out into laughter and I look at him and back at the window, I was dying at this point. "What-what the fuck happened?" I hold my laugh in before I get a whack of him.

Someone had drawn dicks in permanent marker all over his window, big and small.

I look back at him with wide eyes and whisper, "someone must really hate you, huh?" Sadly, I couldn't say that with a straight face. "Is that one yours?" I ask, pointing to the small one.

"Do you actually think I'm an idiot?" He asks, extremely pissed off.

"Is that a trick question?" I ask back at him, raising my eyebrows.

"I specifically told you what would happen if you'd plan anything, and what did you do?" He asks holding his hands out.

"The opposite, but to be fair, if you didn't do shit, I wouldn't have retaliated" I explain to him before he screams at me or worse... Hits me!

"I suggest you apologise, right now!" He states. This time he's putting his foot down, asserting his male dominance, which makes me afraid.

"Mmm... sorry?" I say to him.

"Good, now if you do anything... and I mean anything, life ain't gonna go well for you" he explains to me.

"Of course" I reply, "and good luck getting them dicks off". I give him a thumbs up before exiting the room. My god, how can one guy be so much work.

I climbed into my bed, because I couldn't sleep at all last night, so I thought, I might as well try, or even take some naps.

I wake up suddenly from my nap and I'm in... the back garden!

"Chase!!!!!!" I scream from the top of my lungs. I look around and see all and I mean all of my shit in the back garden.

I get up and rush inside. I didn't bother going to Petunia because, honestly, I'm not a grass. I barge into his room and see the dickhead spread over his bed, on his phone. He got his laptop open in front of him and I felt like smashing it across his smug face.

"What's up, Smith, wake up in the wrong place?" He smirks at me, and slowly stands up. "Your a fucking cunt!!" I say pushing him back. He holds his ground and doesn't move an inch.

"I told you what would happen if you crossed me, I warned you!" He says frowning at me.

"That does not give you any right to move me to the back garden!" I shout at him, pushing him back again. I feel like me pushing him is fucking pointless, he makes me feel so weak.

"Good luck, bringing your shit back up" he calls out as I leave the room.

"Fuck you!!" I shout out. I managed to bring everything back up, eventually.

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Haaa, Selina's was just funny

How did Chase move her without waking her up?

They argue like husband and wife, but only about the stupidest of things, how amusing.