Twisted

Chapter 2:Just business

Just when I thought that karma is really on my side. This situation just proved it.
Really?! Me and my ex-boyfriend as partners?! Does life really hate me? I know hate is a strong word but it fits with my situation now.

I get cut up with my trance just as the devil sits in front of me,and basically just stares at me no introductions whatsoever.

And when I thought that this is going to be easy with the silence between us,he spoke up. Just fantastic! *note the sarcasm*

"I'm not doing that damn project. I've got better things to do. So this fucking bullshit is your problem now." He spoke lowly and dangerously. He thought I would be afraid?! Ha! I know him. He can't scare me. Fucking dickhead-.-

"Hmm.. Better things to do,oh like your whore?! Or is it whores now?" I retorted emotionless.
"Don't give me that speech again. You know I never meant to hurt you. She is only a one night stand and I fucking lo-you know what I don't even know why I'm explaining this to you again,you didn't believe me anyway. And we're done,you made yourself clear last night." He answered. Then walked out of the room.

He's at it again,the "I'm cold and heartless and I don't give a fuck about anything". Though I know that he isn't that heartkess,he once cared for me and I guess he just got too caught up with it and went to explore like Dora did.Ugh! Why am I thinking about this. He basically made me feel more pain than being stabbed.

I stopped arguing with myself because this would leave me remembering everything that had happened,and I wouldn't want that.

As the bell rung for the end of third period. I got up from my seat and stalked off prepared to go home. I don't want to deal with all of this now. I need a rest.

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As I came home,there was no one in. Typical. I was used to being alone.

You know in those clichè stories that the girl or boy is super rich and when he /she comes home there's no one there because her/his parents are working there asses off to keep the reputation of the whole family and ofcourse the money?
Well I got that clichè part of the story-unfortunately.

I began going up the stair case and as I reached up the second floor,I began walking to the other wing of the house -that's basically the other half of the second floor- also known as my room.

I jumped on my bed and tried to relax my body and forget the world. But as soon as I was drifting to sleep,my phone rang. Just fantastic. I was trying to forget the world you know,you stupid excuse for a phone.
Ugh!

As I was debating with myself on whether I'll answer it or not. It didn't stop ringing for the next 5 minutes,so I had no choice -even though I want to throw my phone out the window- I answered it,without seeing the caller ID.

"I know we're not together anymore but you still have your responsibilities here at the gang." Said that deep sexy voice that I have/still love/d.
"You said that I made myself clear last night,and I remember what I said in that long rant. I said that I don't want anything to do with you or anything that involves you." I spoke emotionless-again.
"You know I can't do that,you are basically my right hand here. And don't entrust anyone with that position besides you." He spoke lowly.
"Fine,but this time this is only business. Got it?" I retorted.
"Fine." He answered anger lacing in his voice.
I ended the call immediately after his one word answer.