21-You're playing my game now.-Indie/Ivarsen

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Believe me or not, but the plan wasn't supposed to go like this.
I didn't think he'll start punching him till dead.
I can't believe he is in the hospital right now.Who would beat a guy and put him in the hospital?I hope he is doing better.
But with those punches he took from  Ivarsen, there isn't much chance.What if his parents decide to call the police?Would I be glad?I mean, he'll go to the police station, not me.That will be payback for what he did.

Right?

And now Mr McKelvey said I'm at fault too, and he called my parents too.

"Who is that boy ,you bought at school?Do we know him?"Dad asked.
He's waiting for Ivarsen's parents,like he said.
"Yeah,Indie, who is he?"Ivarsen asked, standing next to dad.
"You good little I ?"Dad patted him on the shoulder, and he nodded.
"And why did you beat him?"Mom asked,her brows shooting
Yeah,Ivarsen, why did you beat him?"I cocked my brows.
"He put his hand on you."He hissed his eyes narrowed.
"He did what?"Dad looked  like he was ready to put Ron in the grave.
This will get out of my hand if it continues like this.
"Why wouldn't he?A boyfriend can put his hand around his girlfriend's shoulder."

"Boyfriend?!"The three of them said in one tone.I could see Ivarsen clenching his hand into fist when he got a message and took his phone.
"What I'm sixteen.It's normal for me to have a boyfriend, and it's not like in my age you guys didn't do worse."
My dad's eyes were wild open.He didn't like the idea of me having one.
"Wait,wait,wait, how so a boyfriend?From when?How old is he?His parents?"He had too many questions I didn't have the answer for.

Wait,where is Ivarsen?
Where did that guy go?

"When did you think of bringing this boy to meet us?"Mom asked.She had this  neutral face.I couldn't understand what she was thinking.
"He came to school  because he missed, and tonight I was going to bring him home."

Dad didn't have words and kept shaking his head.

"For how long have you been dating with him?"He asked.Now,that's a good question.
"Not long a couple of weeks,I wanted to be sure I like him."I need to sound emotional.Mom was too quiet. I'm not sure if she has  suspicions.

"Dad,are you at me angry?"

"I'm not angry at you.I'm just..."He smiles gently.
"If you're happy, I'm happy."He hugged me.
"But.I'll have two words with this guy."
"But he is in the hospital."
"So what?It's not like he's in the grave?After he comes out,better tonight. "

I'll take care of it later.For now ,all it matters is, I'm on the top.
Ivarsen ,I'll brun you the way you did.

You're playing my game now.

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Ivarsen

Boyfriend.

Boyfriend.

Fucking boyfriend.

She said fucking boyfriend.
Fucking fuck!I'll kill him.I'll kill him.
He'll die.He'll die.He needs to die.He needs.To.Die.Die.

I stepped out from the car, throwing the kkney inside .
"You're welcome asshole!"
Fuckers.

Little shit:Mom says if you go with your bike, you're considered dead.You're welcome, big wolf.

"Fuck your hole!"I flipped him off without turning.

Boyfriend

Boyfriend.

Boyfriend.

"Hi,I'm here to see Ron."I showed the flowers I stole from a guy on the street.
"Okay let me see."She was in her twenties.
"Sorry,we can't accept visitors at this hour."I smirked  holding her hand and looked in her eyes.
"Look ,I'd rather be somewhere else,with  my motorcycle and you.But this guy's sister bragged me to show him he's fine."She was looking in my eyes woth a shy smile,her eyes sparkling.
"I don't know..."I kissed her knuckles.
"Promise.This will be our little secret. "She smiled and let her hand.
She wrote something.
"You can go but you don't have much  time..."I smirked and winked her.

Too easy.

Let's see second floor CA12.

Why are they so easy?Is the stupidiness  comes normally from people like this?

I got in the elevator.

I opened the door seeing the camera around the corner and locked it.
He saw me.He layed in bed with broken nose and a couple of stitches.

It's not enough.

"I didn't know you like me that much to pay a visit."

Don't .So fast.Slowly.Painfully.

I smirked walking to him and left the flowers on the table.I turned the camera the other way.

"You got it bad for her,huh?Too bad she likes me better."I held his throat,sanking  my nails in his flesh.
"Let's make few things clear.If you put your hands on her again,I'll break them."I took his hand filled with bandages. The bastard apparently wasn't  that  bad, after all, so much pain he didn't even cry out,unlike the other bitches.
"You heard me?From now on, if I see from three meters closer to Indie Grayson, I'll burn you alive."
He grinned in pain.

Wait.

The fuck is that?

I put my finger in his eye as he finally shouted and tried to take hold of me, but giving the facts, he got beaten up that didn't lead him in a his way.I took the brown lense and pulled his hair.

"Well,well,well."I smirked, taking a better look at him.
"Look what we've got here,huh?"I grinned.
"A fucking liar on top of that!"I made him stand and punched his head on the table.Blood came across my face.I twisted his hand and whispered in his ear.
"Touch her, and I'll burn you."
He laughed.
Like crazy fucker .
"I'll duck her  and you'll watch."

Die.

I took the glass and broke  it,taking a part and  out it in his throat.
But he caught it.
"You... mad?"He fought not to let me cut his throat,he hit me around my wounds, but I didn't let him move.
"You are in my hell now.I make the rules."

I smelled orange.
Closing my eyes, I felt in it.

I'd rather not feel her presence all fucking time.

"Go away,Grayson."

"Ivarsen."

I could hear her steps behind me.

"Go away here will be bloody bath."I smirked as he tried to fight .
"Put it down."She stood next to me.
Looking at me.Not him.Me.
"Look at me."
"Can't.There is a problem. "
"Which?"
"If I looked at you, I won't be able to stop. "She turned me head.And here I was done.
I met her eyes.
Chocolate brown.
And yet so light.

The only lightness I liked in my life.

She looked at me.

And walked to him.

She walked away from me.Walked to him.Left my cheeks and held his hand.

Beat.Beat.Beat.Someone's heart started beating fast.

With a pain in my hand ,with the blood coming from it as it fell on the floor, I watched her hold him as they walked put.

You haven't even seen my  bad  side yet.

Running doesn't matter.
I'll hunt you down if I have to.

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