Damn My Heart

Chapter 17

Hii people! I hope you are all doing alright! I'm back from my vacation and here's a longer chapter for all the time that I made you wait. 

I promise to be more consistent now.

Take care. Love you all!

Freen's P.O.V.

*Damn it!*

This cannot be happening. Anyone! It could have been anyone! And it's him? The man that I deemed to be one of my best friends? My heart shattered into lord knows how many pieces as I looked at his face and saw, for the first time, that psychotic glint in his eyes. My throat constricted at the possibilities of how this was very very wrong. This was the moment that I wished I was wrong or hallucinating, but there he stood as if he was the most charming man the world's ever seen.

"Hey beautiful..." his voice sliced through my thoughts as I realised how close he was. I could feel his breath on my face and then he used two fingers to lift my face by my chin, the contact burning me inside out. 

I looked him in the eye.

"Heng..."

"You don't want to know why I did this?" he asked with a smirk that made me sick.

I kept quite.

"Awh..now don't ruin the mood Freen. I'll tell you..." he said as he pulled a chair across me and sat, all the while looking at me with those eyes, "You remember the day we met? Our first day at the workshop of SCOY? I saw you come in and I swear, you swept me off my feet. My eyes didn't want to look any other way. All the day, only thing that ran through my mind was how could I make you mine. I wanted to kiss those heart shaped lips of yours."

His words seared through me like hot fire that I wanted to diminish. 

"But then you had your eyes on that idiot Toh...." he laughed and scooted closer. His hand on my shoulder as he looked through his curtain of hair falling on his face. I've always liked this, he looked cute but now? It made me  feel sick and stupid, "Good thing Becky got rid of that shit. I have to thank her for that. The only thing she did right. But then.....you two got together. How could you do this to me? I thought we were close and you didn't even tell me! Why Freen? Why?!?! What did I NOT do for you!?!?!?"

His hand made it's way to the back of my neck as he pulled my hair,

"Ahhhh...."

Becky's P.O.V.

My bike whistled through the air at full speed. The destination was only an hour away and yet the road seemed never ending. I knew Richie would be at my tail so I had nothing to worry about but it'd take him a while to reach in his car. With the bike, I cut through vehicles with ease.

After a while, I finally reached the destination. From the outside, it looked like it always did. It was as if I'd entered a time capsule and went back 7 years when I first entered these lemon yellow walls and oakwood doors. The windows were clean as ever, the paint hadn't chipped off with weather. The only sign that time had passed was the unkempt garden, the bushes and grass had grown taller than I'd ever seen it. I parked my bike behind one of the bush and made my way to the front door when I stopped and changed my mind. I side stepped and made my way to the backyard through the small alleyway along side the wall.

The door was unlocked, clearly someone was inside.

"Ahhhh...." the voice ripped through me. The voice of the girl I love.

*Fuck that bastard*

I still didn't know who it was, but it didn't matter. Whoever is causing her pain won't live long. I made my way in tip toeing towards the sound, all the while equipping myself with the contents of the leather bag. I had almost made it to the living room when my footsteps stopped at the sound of a man....