𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘'𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 | 𝐍.𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐗𝐓𝐎𝐍 |

chapter nineteen | clean pt.2...

PENELOPE GARDNER

{ SONG CHOICE: Before He Cheats ~ Carrie Underwood }

I had never done anything like this before. This was more so up Ivy, Josiah and Wynslow's alley. I preferred to suffer in silence and handle it my way—which was usually the calm and collected way, but after what I had just found out, I could feel every single feeling of anger and hatred that I had been holding back to Mikal brewing inside of me like a burning fire, and every emotion was spilling over.

I had spent all my time being nothing but good and loving and spent years pretending to be happy with his unmoisturized ass only to constantly be treated like shit, and I sat back and just let it happen because I was hopeful for something I somehow knew was never gonna happen, but still, I tried and I stayed! And this is where it got me?

Fuck that.

While Donte and Wynslow were bickering, that was my time to break for it, so I did. I had never sped out of a parking lot so fast in my life, but I made it to the apartment complex in one piece.

That was all that mattered.

I got out of the car, slamming the door and made my way over to Mikal's White Jeep Wrangler and pulled out my keys, applied pressure to the side of his car and dragged my key along the side of the car in a slow motion.

I smiled at the sound of the scraping sound that the key made against the car. Before I knew it, I began laughing as I dragged the key along the other side of the car.

Once I was finished, I slipped my keys into my car and pulled out the kitchen knife I stole from Paisley's house and slashed a hole in all four of his tires—including the spare on the back of the car. I grinned at the sound of air hissing from the tire.

Throwing the knife down, I grabbed the Louisville Slugger and made sure I got a good grip on it before swinging my arm back and—

"Pen!" The sound of Josh's voice stopped me dead in my tracks. I looked on the other side of the parking lot and saw the group making their way over to me. "Stop. What are you DOING."

"HIT IT WITH FORCE, PEN!" Ivy cheered.

"IM RECORDING! MAKE IT COUNT!" Josiah shouted, holding up his phone.

I ignored my friends and swung the club down, smashing in the headlights, and immediately the car alarm started blaring, but I didn't care, I smashed in the other headlight, then hit the hood of the car, and finally, the windows.

"What the HELL is going on??"

We all stopped like deer in headlights, seeing Ben, Mikal and Nic walking towards us with looks of complete horror and disbelief etched on their faces.

"What the fuck—MY CAR!" Mikal shouted. "WHY THE FUCK DID YOU MURDER MY CAR!"

"For getting Morgan pregnant, you ashy bitch!" Ivy said.

Mikal's face dropped. "Morgan? Oh, yeah. Damn. Y'all just finding out about that?"

"YOU KNEW?" Paisley shouts.

"Of course I knew," Mikal says. "I told her to pin it on Donte. I was sick of hearing him bitch and moan about Wynslow, so I was like if there's anyway that they'll definitely be done, it's that. Also, I don't want that damn kid. Fuck I look like being a father?"