The boyfriend switcher

The boyfriend switcher - Chapter three

Chapter three

Dreading what the word's would say, I read the neatly written words;

Dear Ella, I understand if you don't want to speak to me or read the rest of this letter - Correct - But please give me a chance to explain myself to you. Word's cannot describe how much of an ass I was to you when we were together. I get that now - He get's that now? - But I just want you to know that I'm sorry for the heartbreak I caused you. Also, I'm sorry for making you loose one of your best friends. Never, ever, should I have came inbetween you both. I guess, the reason why I did it, is unknown. Because really, I don't know why I did it - Of course you don't. Please notice the sarcasm - All I'm asking for is another chance. Not jumping into a relationship, obviously, because I know it would be too fast for you. But maybe we could be friends? I really hope you consider this, because I really have changed for the better. I want to make amends. I've grown up, and maybe if you meet me you will be able to see that.

From, Brendan.

Narrowing my eyes at the piece of paper, all I wanted to do was rip it to shreds. How dare he! Brendan, of all people, decides to send me a letter asking for forgiveness?!

Plus, he actually thinks he has a chance of being able to see me again? No. I don't think so buddy. This is so not happening right now. It can't be happening! The last time I saw Brendan, I told him to never try and contact me again. I also told him I never want to see his face again, otherwise I would drive him to the airport and push him out of a plane.

My nostrils were flaring and my fist's were clenching. This is not good. I'm getting angry. When I get angry, I take my anger out on the first person I see. Wether it be someone I like or someone I hate. And I only get this angry if someone has actually made me go red in face.

"Oh no," I was still busy glaring at the letter to glance up at Emma, "No,no no, no no no no. No. Izzy, calm down. Deep breaths. In and out."

Emma must have been able to tell I was getting angry. Suddenly, there was a ripping noise. It was the letter. I had ripped it into two. I had done that sub-consciously. See? I don't have any control over myself when I get angry.

"Guys!" Emma shouted, "Guys, get in here!"

My feet were twitching as well. All the sign's were here that I was about to lash out. And then, after I lash out, I have to face the consequences after.

Not long after Emma had called, all three of the guys rushed into the room, "What's going on?" Paul asked. I didn't dare look up. If I did, somebodys face would morph into Brendan's and I would attack them.

"She's angry," Emma warned, "And I mean real angry. She's about to lash out."

I don't know what they were doing, but I heard some shuffling noises. They were probably finding something for me to attack so I wont pounce on them.

After around ten or fifteen minutes, they stopped moving, and Vince said, "Izzy, look up. Not towards my voice, look straight in front of you."

I did as I was told and saw Brendan standing in front of me. My eyes widened and I launched myself onto him, punching his face as hard as I could. I proceded to do this until I got tired and Vince pulled me off from him.

Panting, I kicked him one last time before collapsing on my bed. It took me all but three seconds to realise Brendan was in my room and I shot back up again.

"Ohmygod!" I gasped, not looking at him, "What's he doing here?!"

Emma and the boys exchanged glances, some were amused, "That's not Brendan."