I'm not sure what was I even thinking while writing this. I felt rage, I guess. Also, there are more dialogues than descriptions in this chap.
Personally, I like more dialogues.
Dunno about you.
Oh, and the video I've added? I got my chap name from that. Watch it if you want.
The song's good though.
We made it alive.
Yes, I was too, very surprised when the car stopped in front of my apartment.
"Come on," Elliot spoke through deep breaths as he grabbed my hand and led me towards the building.
From the outside, everything looked fine. I mean there were no police, no firemen or anything of that sort.
"You have the keys?" Elliot asked as we stood in front of my house door.
"Yeah, I got them." I muttered and looked for them in my purse.
After what seemed like a millennia, I found them. It was beneath the mini make up kit.
Quickly unlocking it, I pushed the door open with Elliot standing beside me.
The view inside my house made me gasp.
Everything was a mess. A fucking mess.
The curtains torn, the vase (not the one in my room) broken, the pillows spread all over the room, the window shattered to pieces, Ash sitting on the sofa with his head buried in his hands and so on. All in all, it looked like a tornado passed through the house.
What the fuck just happened?
My gasp must've been pretty loud, cause' after that Ash lifted his head up, looking around for the source of the sound until his eyes landed on me.
"J-Jess, thank the gods. You're here. Cass, she's- Wait, what's he doing here?" Asher asked after he got up from the sofa as he pointed at Elliot. "And why're you all dressed up?" He now looked at me.
"We were on a date. But that's not important," I said.
Okay, so my date was important but this was a much more serious matter.
"Where's Cass?" I asked as I entered my house, not believing the condition it was in.
"She, well, she's in her room," Asher said, nervously.
That was a relief. At least she is alive. But something is still wrong.
I walked up to her room to see what the matter was. Whatever it is, I hope she's alright.
"Cass! Open up!" I yelled banging her room door which seemed to be locked.
In response, I just heard a sob.
"G-get lost, traitor!" She yelled back as she stuttered.
Wait...no, no, no.
I have feeling that she is talking about that. You know, the whole Asher kissing me thing.
Fuck.
I was sure now.
"Ash? Did you tell her?" I asked whilst glaring at him. There was still a week left for this month to get over.
YOU ARE READING
The Guy Who Called Me An A-class Bitch
Romance"Well, because she's an A-class bitch." He replied, casually, like calling random girls a bitch was nothing too unusual. Cass gasped. "How can you say that? Do you have any idea what she does to guys who call her a bitch, wait no, didn't you also do...
