Hating that I Love You

He grabbed my collar and slammed me against the brick wall. I hissed as I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. I struggled to get out of his stone hard grip, until he brought his lips dangerously close to my ear, causing me to instantly freeze. "I just want you to picture my brother, surrounded by all those incredibly hot girls at that school. Each and everyone of them better than you in every way." He harshly whispered.

Anger bubbled up inside of me and I rounded up the courage to look him straight in his beautiful, yet angered eyes and spit at his face, a mixture of blood and saliva. His face went red with fury and next thing I know his hand connects with my cheek, he lets go of my collar and I fall to the ground, cupping my stinging cheek.

I never thought that this guy would be the guy that would bring me so much pain and suffering, after I thought that I would never relive what going through hell actually felt like. And to think that this person used to be one that I could rely on and trust the most out of everyone I knew.

The next thing that happens is unexpected.