Sweet Cheeks. Rucas. GMW CHOICE AWARD WINNER!

Chapter.23.Anger, Words & Truth.<3

Anger is probably one of the most powerful emotions. I would venture to say it is the most powerful emotion, anger controls every part of you. Your mind becomes cloudy, so does your vision as if the only thing you see is the person or thing that has aggravated you. Your entire body tenses, every single part of your frame is anxious and you react blindly. Flying off the handle, venomous words spewing with no regret... until it is too late.

I have spent so much of my life avoiding that specific emotion. Removing myself from certain situations. Ridding myself of people who flustered me and taking harsh words or comments with a grain of salt. All of those strategies has me labeled as a ray of sunshine. If only they were to see me now, slamming my books on the floor with so much power it startles my 'captor'. I don't care if that's overdramatic, I'm feeling feisty.

Get back at me?

Get back at me?

4 ultimately meaningless words but when grouped together can cause so much destruction with my emotions. His ego just needs a boost, in the past I would give him that satisfaction but not today. I won't sit here and tell him what he is saying and what he's done is okay. Inhaling, exhaling-that's my rhythm for a few fleeting moments. Focusing entirely too much on my labored breathing I open my eyes. "What on earth is wrong with you?"

"Evidence points-"

Scoffing I repeat his words. "Evidence. Evidence points. SCREW YOU!" If I didn't have to pick up my books I would make a grand exit but gathering my belongings would put a damper on that. "I like Lucas! There I said it, it's out in the open and I can't take it back. This is not a way to get back at you, it's not even a way to get over you because quite frankly I did that a hell of a long time ago-I just didn't realize it! You never let me realize it." Powerful words reminding him just who caused this whole predicament, I'm not one to point the finger but it isn't me to blame.

"Riley, listen I'm sorry."

I feel like I've heard these words before. "Okay."

"Okay?" He continues with a dubious look, "I'm trying to look out for you."

That's freaking rich, "LOOK OUT FOR ME?! WHEN?! When have you EVER LOOKED OUT FOR ME!" Raising voices, I am sure we will have some sort of audience soon. "Sophomore year after the talent show? Or any other day when your girlfriend's viciousness comes to light? How about this past Friday?" Cringing at the memory I push it to the depths of my mind, "When I was being pranked-some could call it bullying, by your girlfriend! No, you don't get to pretend to care for me now. I won't let you."

"WHERE IS CHARLIE!?"

Widened blue eyes stare back at me, Lucas is on the hunt and he's close. Hurriedly I gather my books, I may not like Charlie right now. But I'm not going to let him deal with the wrath of Lucas Friar. "Stay away from me Charlie. I'm going on a date with him on Saturday because I want to and you won't ruin it for me." Words of promise filled with the slamming of a door behind me.

Turning the corner a frantic Lucas is stalking towards me. Eyes softening as he sees my body blocking his path, "Are you okay?" Eyes roaming over my body to ensure I'm not hurt. Once he finds what he's looking for he exhales. "Where the hell is he?"

"Lucas." I place a hand on his chest and smile, "It's fine."

"No it isn't Riley! You are too damn nice! He has no right to touch you like that! Have you so much as looked at your wrist?" My eyes shifting from the emeralds to my previous ivory skin, adorned with fingerprints slowly turning to bruises. "He drug you against your will, Maya told me. Now where is he? I can easily handle him later even if you don't tell me now."