Eɳɗ Mɛ (Leafy x Reader x Onision)

Chapter Ten: Pure Hatred

A/N: let's sin together *drags you all down with me*  ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°
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Greg's POV

I dropped (Y/n) home earlier and left to go get me and her some food. I told her I'd be back in about an hour but it took a bit longer than expected.

But now, I just parked my car and I'm walking towards her front door, food in hand. About to knock, in the corner of my eye I see another car parked.

Who else is here??

I turn the doorknob, seeing that it's oddly unlocked and I walk inside, heading to the kitchen to put down me and (Y/n)'s food on the counter.

"(Y/n)?" I call out her name while heading towards the stairs. I look down seeing a trail of clothes...

Are you fucking serious?????

I walk up the stairs slowly, hearing the sound of moans, grunts, and cries of pleasure get louder and louder.

I continue at my slow pace and stand right in front of (Y/n)'s room door where all the noise is coming from.

I clench my fists tightly then unloose them.

Should I interrupt?

Okay, I don't care.

I grab the door knob and open the door roughly making it slam hard against the wall. I see (Y/n) under Calvin, gripping onto him hard. They immediately stop and look to see who intruded.

(Y/n) looks at me surprised and I can see her face drown with embarrassment, "Greg I..."

"So, you're fucking him now?" I ask her, my blood boiling like a damn tea pot.

"She doesn't have to answer you," Calvin says.

"Did I ask you?" I snap at him, getting madder and madder by the second.

"Wow, Onion boy your face is getting all red like a tomato." Calvin smirks at me and I just wanna punch that smirk right off his face.

"Shut the fuck up! I'm not talking to you."

"Well, you're looking at me." He rolls off (Y/n) and she immediately covers herself with the duvet.

"Greg, this is so embarrassing!" She blushes in embrassment because she got caught.

"I bet it is." I look at her, unbelievably upset with her. She was fucking Calvin, the most disliked person I know.

But now I think I really hate him.

Did he have to come to our school?

He took (Y/n) away from me, even though I'd never get a real chance since she said she never had romantic feelings for me.

I am fueled with outrage and I want to fucking kill Calvin Vail— the boy who made most of my school years utter hell.

The boy who I once called a friend.

The boy who I now fucking hate.

And it takes a lot for me to hate someone.