{Blakes POV}
Her eyes were full of curiosity, mine kept glancing at her lips. I couldn't believe that just did that, I knew she was just shocked.
But soon I would be dead.
"Alright, I'll tell you," I took a deep breath before talking, "Ice and me have never been friends since the day we've met. We never liked each other. I'm not really sure why, but I'm guessing that's because we're similar. He took everything from me. My fame, most of my other friends, my family, my life..."
I stopped and turned my head to look at the ceiling.
"My fame? He's always trying to be better than me, but he's not, but he took it anyways. My friends? By taking my fame he took them too. My family and my life? My life is my family, and his step dad is my real dad. Since the day my father left, I haven't heard a word from him. Only in the parties that Ice goes to, he tells me stuff. But then he finds a way to piss me off and it all turns into a fight, he's just- ugh, he's an asshole, that's all I can say about him," I ended my explanation and closed my eyes.
"So he took everything that is important to you?" Bella half asked, half stated.
"Yeah, pretty much," I answered.
Everything, but you.
"Thanks for telling me, I didn't know that. Now that you're finished, get ready to die!" my eyes shot open and I tried to scape, but she grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me back.
"Ahh! Fuck! No! Stop! Rape! I'm being raped! Help, Alex!" I was now in the floor, getting beat up by Bella, she pulled my hair. And it hurt, a lot.
She decided to kick me, it didn't hurt, but I pretend it did. She scratched me too, and man I swear I will cut her nails someday.
When she stopped , she simply stood there and watched out for my next move.
I sat up and fixed my hair.
"Is that all you got?" I smirked.
"Actually no, but if you ask for it," she smiled evilly.
She looked so pretty when she smiled like that, Bella should do it more often.
I found myself smiling because she looked pretty.
Then I feltl a really strong pain, that's when I realized she kicked me in the place where it hurts.
"Oh damn my nuts..." I fell back to the floor.
"Sissy," Bella shook her head laughing.
"Stop laughing, it is not funny. Crap it hurts!" I groaned.
You could not explain the pain when you got kicked in the nuts, it's not explainable.
Once everything was settled, for everything I mean after I jumped up and started tickling Bella, found her weak spot, she found mine, had a tickling contest, then a pillow fight.
I was leaning on the kitchen counter, and Bella was sitting on the table.
I took and sip from my soda. And watched as Bella talked to Alex.
Her beauty just amazed me, her hair was messed up, so was mine, but even with that she managed to look beautiful. But the most fascinating thing is that she didn't even wear makeup. Yes she wore a little of mascara but that's the only thing she used.
"Sadly Blake is leaving because Bella was being mean. And she won't give any food after she raped him. So I have to go," I smirked as I said that. Bella sent me a deadly stare, which made me laugh.
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In Love with the Bad Boy [editing]
Teen FictionI'm Bella Brookes, your ordinary nerdy girl, who got bullied in school, who got called names, who cried all thanks to the bad boy. Until a day, when my family had to move. But eventually we come back to our hometown, wonderful isn't it? Now I have t...