EXCHANGE OF HEARTS [BL]

CHAPTER 45

"He's an asshole!" Bridgette exclaimed and she cannot behave, she's walking around and throwing hate words towards Atlas. "He shown up just to say that to you?! He show up just to say that he's breaking up with you?! Is he crazy?! Fucking crazy?!"

He is. He's fucking asshole.

After what happened earlier in the café, Race left and Bridgette come with him because she witnessed how Race cried after he pushed Atlas away earlier.

He's so fucking asshole. Race hope that he didn't meet Atlas if that man is going to hurt him like this. He never thought that in just a snapped of a finger, everything change. Why does this need to happened? What did he do wrong? Nothing right?

He already said to Atlas that he's dirty, and Atlas said he's not after his body, but what happened just now? Why Atlas said it to him? Why hurt him? Why left and then he shown up just to break him up? He already left, so why come back just to hurt Race again?

He getting there. Race's getting there. He was on his last step of his moving on, but he come back to ruin his life again? Race was on his last step to forget that Atlas exist and he's on his last step to accept that Atlas won't come back again, but now? He shown up. Yes, he fucking shown up, but not to come back to his life, but to ruin his life and hurt him again. His hearth broke into pieces.

"God, I swear! If I saw that Atlas again, I'll fucking kill him! I swear, Race! I swear!" Her face was red. "Did you hear me, Race? Dis you hear me?" Bridgette leaned in and she's pointing herself.

Race sighed and nodded his head. "Yes, loud and clear."

Bridgette arched her brow and she leaned back. Her fist on her waist while she's staring directly at Race.

"I swear, Race. I'll kill that fucking asshole!"

Race nodded his head again. "Mhmm."

"You won't stop me right?"

"Nope, I won't,"

"Is this fine with you?"

"Yup. Go ahead."

Bridgette's shoulder dropped and she walked towards him and she sit beside him.

"What are you going to do now?" She asked in a low voice.

Race looked up, he stared at the branches of trees and he watched the birds. It's quiet here, you can only hear the birds chirping and the rustling sounds of the wind as it dances with the leaves.

It's a right place to think.

"I don't have a choice, but to start again," he replied weakly.

"I hate to ask this, but...what more did he say to you earlier?"