Hit Like A Girl

12- Ezra

Ezra

Greer and I made small talk on the elevator ride down to the lobby, and I absently ran my fingers through Atlanta's hair as we chatted.

"I'm really excited I got to meet Atlanta though," I said to Greer at one point in our conversation. "She's so massive. It's really great."

I asked Greer if she'd like to meet Kameron later on in the day, and to my happy surprise she said yes. I really think they are going to get along. At least I hoped they would. They both mean a lot to me.

I got back to my room at about 6:30 and decided to sleep for a little bit longer. I slipped off my uggs and went to slip in bed with Kameron when I noticed she wasn't there anymore. I looked to the bathroom door and noticed the light was on.

"Babe, when you're done come back to bed. I want to hold you." I called out to her.

She didn't respond, but I didn't think anything of it and curled up under the covers, and was dozing off to sleep when Kameron sat down on the other side of the bed.

"What took you so long? Did the neighbor invite you in? It shouldn't have taken that long to ask them to shut their dog up." She snapped at me causing me to wake up immediately.m

"Woah, no. Shit. Greer's room is the one next door, and she asked me to come with her while she took her dog to do its business. I didn't think it was that big of a deal because you were asleep. I even invited her to meet you today. I really think you two would get along great." I said to her half shocked, half trying to ease her tension.

"Fucking great. I get to meet the girl that my girlfriend talks about like she's in love with her. Finally get to meet the girl who makes me feel insignificant and not good enough. Yea, we'll totally get along great. Maybe she can teach me how to get you to actually be in love with me." Kameron snipped at me.

Shocked I stared at her wide eyed. "What the fuck?! I am in love with you?! I'm not in love with Greer!!! We were best friends for years!!! She was my only friend for a long time. What the fuck is your problem?!"

"Oh I don't know maybe the fact that you haven't shut up about this girl since we got together and it's always 'Greer this, Greer that' or maybe 'Greer and I did this, one time Greer and I did that.' You haven't talked to the fucking cunt in years, and you still talked about her like you were still best friends. You always have this tone too when you talk about her, like you are in love with her. It's sickening to watch how your eyes melt and sparkle when you say her name. I'm just so fucking sick of feeling like I'm competing for your love." Kameron shouted at me.

"You need to calm the fuck down. I don't love Greer like that! Never have and never will. I love you. Sorry I had one god damn fucking friend that I trusted completely, I can't even say that about you." I shot back knowing my words would hurt her.

"Are you fucking serious? You're going to go there? Maybe if you would actually fucking forgive me instead of saying you do, you could ducking trust me. I made a mistake." She rolled her eyes at me.

"Yea, I'm gonna fucking go there. I do forgive you, but I sure as hell do not fucking trust you. Why the fuck would I trust you completely? I walked in on you fucking my brother a week after I told you I loved you for the first time. You fucking lied to me and you fucked my brother!!! I don't trust you. Do you know how hard it is for me that all three of us live together and you two are still so close? My bad for not fucking trusting you. My fucking bad. I'm not the one who cheated, maybe you should take a step back." I shot at her venomously.

At this point Kameron started crying hysterically, but she had already pushed me too far, so I continued going off on her.

"I think it's fucking great that you can get pissed at me for having a fucking friend when you aren't even fucking loyal to me, when I have been nothing but 110% in this relationship since the beginning. Like fuck. I'm so sick of this bullshit all the fucking time when I have friends. It's like in your mind I'm the one who fucked up. Is that what makes you feel better? Pretending like your transgressions are mine? You are so fucked up. Thinking I don't love you? I'm so fucking in love with you, that I was going to fucking propose to you once we got to Australia, it was going to be before the MMA Tour and it was going to be really fucking romantic, but no. I'm fucking pissed now. Fuck you." I just screamed at Kameron before grabbing my vans and the keys to our rental Nissan skyline gtr.

I stormed out of the room and slammed the door behind me. I rode the elevator and got into the car once outside.

Once safely buckled in the driver's seat I peeled out of the parking lot and sped off towards the street racing location I always went to when I was in Orlando. It was stupid and dangerous, but I was in the mood for danger and adrenaline.

Once I got there and parked, everyone swarmed my car. Admiring it's matte black exterior and all black leather interior.

"Shit. That's a nice GTR" a male voice called out to me from behind.

I spun around and saw a familiar face that I hadn't seen in a really long time.

"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." I laughed. "Joey Barker" I pulled in my street racing coach.

"God how have you been Ezra? You haven't been here in such a long time!?" He said squeezing my shoulders.

"Just in town for a fight, and I was really in the mood for a race." I said with a smile.

"A race? Hell let me race you. I've got a Lancer Evolution." Joey said

"I'll wait for you at the finish line." I said being extremely cock while sliding back into the driver's seat. Revving my engine, I sped off towards the start line.