"Don't trust stranger's, but trust the ones you love"
Blake Rivers. He's hot. He's rich. She's not rich. He's popular. She's not.. He is a bad boy. Shes a good girl. He is a player and loves to use girls like tissue.
He's the guy who every guy wants...
I don't know what got into me, but watching her almost kiss that guy called Liam made my blood boil. It's probably the alcohol talking, but when I see them hugging or holding hands, I wish it was me.
No I don't, I don't, she's just a friend.
The next thing I know I'm on top of Liam throwing punches. I don't know what's gotten into me. All I know is I keep throwing hits.
"Blake stop!" I hear Brittany yell. I choose to ignore her and keep hitting Liam. He dosent get to kiss her. Wait she's not even mine. I don't own her.
I keep punching and then I stop for a second, and Liam gets on top of me. He's throwing hits at my face over and over. This is what it feels like to be beaten up.
I flip us over and keep hitting him. The guys are trying to separate us but its not happening.
"Blake! You're going to kill him!" Brittany tried tugging on my arm. I stop and look at her face. Her face is utter fear. I don't want her to be scared of me. I look back at Liam. I feel he's had enough.
I get up and look at Brittany. "Hey I'm-." I get stopped mid sentence by a hand on my face. I hiss in pain at the contact of her hand on my cheek. I bring my hand to caress my cheek.
I look at her and she's fuming. "You. Arrogant. Stupid. Jerk. You. Are. A. Piece. Of. Shit. Your. So. Freaking. Stupid. You. Have. No. Heart. You're. An. Ass." She says in between punches.
Realizing I made her like this I feel like a dick. I don't want her to be mad at me. I grab her hands and drag her away from everyone, into my room.
I set her on my bed. I kneel in front of her. She won't even look at me. I grab her chin in my hand and made her look at me.
"Brittany," I start out.
She finally looks at me and I see she's crying. Watching her cry made my heart clench. I don't know why.
"Why are you crying?"
"Because your so-so, uhh, I don't know! Why would you beat him up! Ugh, you're always so rude to me. I try saying sorry. You don't except it. I don't know what your fucking deal is but I'm done with it. I'm done with you!" She yells. She gets up and starts to walk away.
I grab her wrist and gently pull her back. Holding her wrist gave me a weird feeling in my stomach. Look at me, I sound like a freaking wussy.
She pulls her arm free, and walks out if the room, leaving me standing there by myself.
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****** Brittany POV
I still can't believe him. He just beats Liam up. What did he do! Uh I can't even begin to tell you how mad I am.
Even though I ignored the butterflies in my stomach when he grabbed my wrist I left him standing there. He has that sad face on. I don't care about him. He's a jerk.
I walk home because Maria has the keys to my car. I'm walking, thinking how my life has been since I ran into Blake. I don't get him.
He has no heart. He dosent care. He's cold, ruthless person. I call Maria as I get home.
"Hello?"
"Hey" I sniffle.
"You OK?"
"Yea its just, I don't know, Blake is a stupid person. He has no freaking heart. He's a cold, ruthless person. I actually feel bad for his parents, you know. He so bipolar. He needs to get his act straight. I fucking hate him. He's a horrible person who shouldn't be on this earth." I say. That might have been a little much.
"You think about OK. I got to take care of Liam."
"Bye Maria"
"Bye"
"I'm glad to know you think of me that way." I hear a voice by my door. "I came back to apologize, but since I shouldn't be on this earth, I'll save it."
I turn around to see Blake there. I quickly stand up realizing he heard all that.
"Blake you know I didn't mean-."
"Whatever." "See you later." He glares then leaves.
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