Serenades Of Love

⚫CHAPTER 50⚫

:Confronting Remnants:

Vinnie's POV:

I kicked the door shut abruptly, my breaths ran heavy and intensifying. How can she do this???

Reev talked like this to me??? My Reev???

These ongoing thoughts bubbled up my anger more and more and I kicked the table before me letting it turn upside down, with all the objects smashing on the floor.

Tears gathered in my eyes, tears of pain... Of failure; pain that my friend talked against me for the first time in life. She pushed me away for another man!! And failure that I couldn't keep her with myself.

"Aaahhhh!!!" I screamed miserably grabbing my hairs, and punched the mirror before me.

It shattered down with a clashing sound, the glass pieces rushing down; some of them pierced in my knuckles.

I pulled the almirah with all my strength, slamming it against the floor with full force. My head was spinning, I saw everything blurry but I wasn't in a state to stop anywhere.

I'll destroy everything. Everyone.

I picked up a glass and threw it against the glass window, shattering down the entire of it.

But suddenly a flash moment caught my view and I turned back hearing the door open.

With a final click, the door finally closed.

He stood there, fully bewildered by the sudden destruction. His eyes, again.. his eyes were again the same.. reminding me the worst part of my life.

He always makes me recall the one who proved me a loser years ago. For whom I lost everything in my life.

My fists clenched up in my sides as I fixated my venomous glare on him.

"Miss Thi-" as he approached to hold me, I launched a hard punch right on his jaw causing him to stumble upon his feet.

But I cared less about it.

I walked back again, flying my fists against the flower vases, banging my feet on the wall paintings and each and every object I found close by.

"I'll destroy everything." I mumbled, my jaw clenched in intensity.

But as I turned around, I saw him leaning against my bed comfortably like he owned the place. My steps faltered, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

Can't he sense the danger around me??

His aura had a professionally tough and composed demeanour, his face still wounded from the punch radiated a strange charm of confidence. His eyes piercing through mine, he licked his lips slowly, savouring my look as if like a hungry wolf.

He should be scared.. he should be fucking afraid!!

I picked up a broken photo frame from the ground and threw it towards him with my fullest force so that it hits the wooden rest beside him but not him.

As I trusted my aim, the frame hit as per my target and I expected a reaction of him. At least a flinch, but it didn't seem to be successful.