A Poisoned Mind

Chapter twenty two

I stood there and stared at her “what’d you want?” She asked me quietly, as she started working on something “to say sorry for ignoring you for a month and so many days,” I said as I shut the door behind me and took off my jacket, before letting it hang on the edge of the sofa...

(Your name)’s POV:

Watching him take off his jacket, you became scared. If he has taken his jacket off means he could be here for a couple hours! How the hell were you going to survive? “Why now? What’s the point?” You asked, as you began clearing up a couple of things “because... I realized that not talking to you is a hard situation! Plus, it’s made me realize how much of a dick I can be!” He exclaimed as he perched himself on the head of your sofa, but you just sighed “it took you a month and three days to realize?” You asked, but he just sighed “I am sorry! I’ll make it up to you,” he begged, but you felt physically sick “I’m gonna be sick,” you moaned “wow, that’s a nice reply,” he hissed “no I mean...” “No I know what you mean! YOU FUCKING UNGRATEFUL TWAT,” he shouted at you, as he stood up, but you ran over to the sink and threw up “oh shit,” he gasped quietly, but ran over to you, but you just groaned with the relief “you okay?” He asked quietly, as he brushed your hair out the way while you washed out your mouth, but when you finished you smacked his hand away “what the...” “Don’t you dare touch me,” you snarled at him as he looked innocent “I thought you were being rude!” He exclaimed, “Doesn’t mean you could go and call me an ungrateful twat!” You exclaimed, but he looked down “I’m sorry,” “that’s all you ever are! You don’t consider going around the bad things... Just straight through it and expect everyone to be pitiful for you, that’s not gonna be me Aston, I’m different and it’s your fault that you haven’t learnt me,” “I do wanna know you,” he said “I don’t think so,” you mocked “yeah I do!” “Okay, what about that girl you had sex with?” You confronted him as he looked confused “what?” He asked “that girl from the club, you went home with her... kissing her... taking off her clothes... having sex with her,” you hissed every statement in to his face as you backed him up in to a wall “I wasn’t having sex with her! I just kissed her... Yeah I went in to her house, but I went home soon afterwards,” “oh was it because she isn’t ‘bed worthy’ enough for you?” You mocked again “(Your name), I didn’t have sex with her... I don’t even remember what colour her underwear was! And I wasn’t even drunk,” he exclaimed, but you just scoffed “how can I...” “How do you know her anyway?” He asked as he interrupted you “I saw you with her,” “how? You haven’t been around me for nearly two months,” he asked a little sternly “I was walking down the road and I saw you with her!” You raised your voice “you followed me for two months didn’t you? You stalked me, didn’t you?” “No... Why would I wanna follow a fucking idiot THAT HAS CAUSED ME SO MUCH HURT,” you screamed at him “MAYBE BECAUSE YOU SLEPT WITH OLLY,” he screamed back, but you just stared at him “yeah... Because of you,” You hissed as he scoffed “my fault? Oh, so I was the one to tell you to go and have sex with Olly...” “No, but you fucking hurt me!” You shouted at him “because of you!” “Don’t blame this on me,” you hissed as you gave him evil eyes, as you both moved in to the living room, him standing in front of the sofa, while you stood in the hall way.

Two hours had passed and the argument was high up in the sky. You both swore and cursed each other. You even threw things at him, but you never got him! Tears streamed heavily down your face as the argument got too much for you! “GET OUT... GET OUT... GET THE FUCK OUT,” you screamed at him “HAPPYILY TOO... I DON’T WANNA SEE YOU AGAIN,” he screamed back, but you couldn’t reply to him, he just stormed out of the flat. A few moments later, you ran your way out of your flat “ASTON,” you screamed as you ran your way down your block of flats, but just as you got outside, you saw his car turn off from your road. Now everything was screwed up!

Aston’s POV:

I fucking hate her! She just blames me on everything! I couldn’t take it no more, I just drove off, but before I turned off the road, she was down, I looked in to my reverse mirror, and I could see her standing outside, tears belting it down her face! But that made me angrier then I originally was, but I continued to drive... I just didn’t want to see her... But I knew that I still loved her!

Jackson’s POV:

Walking down the road, I suddenly came across a girl that looked absolutely stunning. She was in the street by herself, but I couldn’t let her pass! “Hey!” I called over the road to her, but she looked up and smiled “hi,” she called back, but I looked both ways before running across the road to where she was “what’s your name?” I asked her in a flirty tone, but she just giggled “Kirsti,” She smiled as I winked “lovely name... My names Jackson,” I smiled back at her, but then she looked at me oddly “you look familiar... Oh, my, gosh,” She gasped, but I looked at her “your Marvin Hume’s brother aren’t you? The one from JLS,” She said excitedly as I smiled “yeah, that’s me,” I smiled “wow! Never thought I would live to the day I meet a Humes... Wow!” She calmed down, but giggled making me chuckle “how about I take you out for dinner tonight? At six ‘o’ clock,” “Sure... love too,” “great, can I have you’re number please?” I asked her cutely as she giggled “sure,” she smiled going down her bag and pulling out her BlackBerry phone.