My Arrogant, Cocky, Possessive, Roommate

Chapter 8

I stood there in my room for a second, shocked.

I touched the side of my cheek, feeling a hand print forming on my skin.

I I didn't want to go downstairs, but I obviously had to. I walked downstairs and into the living room finding Brad with his face inside his palms. He stopped and pulled his face out of his palms.

He looked at me, his eyes widen in panic then he lowers them in to a hard glare throwing daggers my way.

"Where are you going?" He asked in the most deadliest voice ever that sent chills up and down my spine. And not in a good way either.

I looked down finding the tiles more interesting than ever.

"Summer look at me." He demanded. I looked up only because I was afraid of how chill his voice was. His eyes was up looking straight into my eyes. His eyes were literally black like I mean pitch black and guarded. Wow I really did throw him over the edge of his temper.

"I'm going to talk to Kyle on the phone, ask him can I stay the night at his house." I replied looking unaffected by his face and the way he was looking at me. But inside I was dying.

"Listen you don't have to go to kyle. I'm sorry for everything, for slapping you." He said and looked at me like he didn't want to say sorry.

Like it was forced.

"Yeah well you should've never done it." I replied back rolling my eyes and walking towards the door. He shot up from the couch quickly as if his life depended on it. He ran towards the door blocking it from me.

"Brad just move away from the door. Please." I pleaded him. All I wanted to do was go and talk to kyle I really miss him more than anything.

He looked at me and at this point I can see all of his emotions. He looked hurt and frustrated but I don't know why he's frustrated. I should be the one hurt and frustrated he's the one that slapped me for no reason. I mean what did I do to him to make him hate me so much.

"I said I'm sorry summer, what more do you want?!" He half demanded half asked. He looked down at my bag full of clothes and grabbed it throwing it across the room.

"Answer me!" His voice boomed causing me to jump back in fear.

"Just let me leave please." I pleaded my eyes now pouring with tears. Why can't he just let me go?

"Your not leaving this apartment." He said shrugging as if he didn't care about how I felt about his total demand.

"And who do you think you are? going around demanding people what to do and what not to do. Well guess what Brad reality hurts like a bitch and I'm just waiting for you to see that. "

I walked past him and grabbed my bag off the floor and walked past a shocked looking Brad and walked out the door.

I myself was shocked by my own outburst. Like literally me and kyle never screamed at each other well I never did but he did. He only screamed at me whenever I greet his friends with a hug instead of a handshake. He always told me that even though I see a hug as nothing to his friends it seems like an invitation to fuck.

I walked down the stairs along side of the apartment and to the parking lot and turned down to walk to the curb.

I stopped and pulled out my phone calling kyle.

He picked up his phone on the third ring.

"Hey babe what's wrong?" He questioned me softly. At that point I couldn't hold it anymore his voice felt like home. I let out a mess of sobs.

"I-i-" I began but kyle cut me off.

"Just never mind, can you tell me where you are?" He questioned me softly.

"Uhm...I'm in front of the subway on Commercial." I said looking around. I didn't know I started walking while talking to kyle.

"Alright stay there, okay." Kyle commanded me softly.

I hanged up the phone and sat on the curb waiting patiently for him to come.

In the mean while, I would cover up the palm print.

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I know guys this is a short chapter than all my others but I noticed that I haven't really been updating.

So this is it voting goal is *drum roll please* 5-6 votes so yeah bye guys.

Updated January 17th 12:55pm.

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