When Love Hurts

When Love Hurts- Chapter Three, My Ex-boyfriend

Chapter Three, My Ex-boyfriend

　

School ended pretty well after that. Dan was cheerful the whole time, making jokes that cracked me up. I was walking out of the bathroom when i bumped into Catherine, my nemesis. She turned up her nose when she walked past me, her face giving a disgusting look that made me wanted to slap her. Seriously, if it was anyone else who saw that, they'll say that it had a huge neon sign above her head flashing 'please slap the shit out of me!' . I snorted when she flipped her hair back, swaying her hips in that too tight pink mini shirt. I ignored her when she slammed her locker door just a few distance beside mine when i took out my bag from my locker. Her crowd of skanks, okay, except for one who was quite nice but still Catherine's squad walked past me, making Catherine having the guts to shove me into my locker door. She is getting a fight if she wanted it, to hell if i'm gonna get a detention. As i was raising my hand to slap her, Catherine was pulled away.

"Hey there, not a good sight to be shoving a girl around right?" I smirked when i saw Bruce releasing Catherine from his grip, casting a disapproving frown at her. Catherine was speechless for a moment before trying a cheeky smile at Bruce. I groaned inwardly as Catherine started her flirting drill pack right in front of me.

"I'm so sorry. Is she your friend? You're Bruce right? I'm Catherine by the way.." Catherine fluttered her eyelashes at Bruce who smirked back at her. I felt like vomiting at her fake high pitched voice, trying to seduce Bruce.

"Yeah, Ashley's friend alright. I hope there's nothing going on between the two of you, right?" Catherine waved her hand and smiled, walking over to me.

"Oh no, there's nothing between us. We're good, see?" Catherine put a overly painted hand on my shoulder, shooting a look at me to expose her lie. I snorted and slapped her hand away, walking out of the school building. I could hear Catherine's high pitched annoying voice who was trying to tell Bruce that i'm the one who's having a problem with her. I huffed and continued walking on, ignoring my instincts to go back and punch the living lights out of her. Bruce was calling my name but seemed to be held on by that hoard of idiots. I was walking to over to Dan's car, who will be late for some time as he had to pass some stuff to his club when i saw Vince leaning against a tree near the carpark. Vince, the asshole who broke my heart. I increased the speed in my pace and tried to sneak past him, but he caught sight of me. Shit.

"Ashley! Wait up! Ashley!" Vince hollered after me but i ignored him and continued walking across the carpark, thinking that i'll skipped the ride and walked back home myself. My arm was pulled painfully and i turned around, angry and ready to snap at Vince.

"That hurts you stupid bastard! Go away! I don't want to see you ever again." I hissed at Vince, my fists clenched after he released his hold on my arm. His face a myriad of emotions displaying on his face. I glared at him as he used his puppy dog look to me.

"It's not gonna work on me. Just get the fuck out of my sight." I warned him one last time. Vince is stirring all kinds of emotions through me. Sadness, hurt, betrayal, longing, all at once. I controlled myself, breathing deeply in and out to prevent any emotions that will make me tear up again. Vince's eyebrows furrowed together in a frown, making his handsome face looked like an angry stitch ball. He run his hand through his thick dark hair which i obviously love, making me narrowing my eyes at him. Everything about him that i love just makes me wants to hit him.

"Ashley.. Please. Just listen to me okay?" I was starting to turn around when he grabbed hold of my hand. I tried to shake it off but he wouldn't let go.

"What do you expect me to do? Believe that you didn't two-timed me with that spanish slut? Are you thinking that i've an IQ of a two year old?" My eyes was brimming with tears now. I really thought that i've found a bad boy who's different from the others. He's caring, sensitive, funny, cute, handsome.. until the day i saw him hugging that spanish bitch that was part of his biker group.