Rejection HURTS, Revenge Can Help

Chapter 32

I growled in annoyance when I felt someone shaking me from my peaceful sleep. I grabbed the perpetrator by the neck and rolled over.I brought the perp into the bed with me and I straddle the person and layed my head on what I assumed was a chest.I wonder if this mysterious stranger is a girl or a boy?

I started to explore the chest. It had breasts...sorta. So it had to be a girl! Maybe Andre or Aearel! They are flat-chested. I kept feeling around. But they sure were small.I wonder if I purple nurple them, will they let me go back to sleep.

It wasn't until I pinched the nipples till my mind caught up with my body. OW! Oops. That was my chest. -sigh- I have small boobs. -sad face- I rested my hands on the other chest. Said chest rumbled in laughter and I hit and fluffed the chest as if it was a pillow. This only made it laugh more. My hand trailed lower.Yep. A dude. Definitely a dude. There is no way in hell you can fake that. I am laying on a guy.

My hands quickly moved my hand back up to the six-pack and punch the wind out of him. I heard a wheeze and I smirked in satisfaction and layed my head back on the chest and fell asleep. Well I wish. The person I was laying on wrapped their arms around me and picked me up. I heard his heavy footsteps sounding as he padded across the floor some place. I heard a door open. More walking. Then another door opens. He walks a little and stops. The Perp reaches for something and then.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Rushing cold water comes raining down on me. Really cold water. I growled as I protested. "Fine! I give. I'm awake. Turn off the damn shower, Handsome stranger! Cold!"

The cheat rumbled. "How handsome?"

I blinked confusion as I wiped my eyes. "What?"

"You heard me. How handsome am I?"

I cleared my throat uncomfortably, my head clearing up a bit. I looked up only to be greeted with the piercing eyes of my mate."Did I say handsome? I meant incredibly stupid and in the dog house!"

I leaped from his arms and shut off the water. I kicked the shower door open and shivered when the air hit my skin. I sighed and went to the sink and assessed my condition. Hair askew. Mascara running which made me resemble a raccoon or I looked as if I got into a fight and left with two black eyes. I'm not sure which one is worse. My eyeliner was still looking marvelous though. 'Remind me again why I had waterproof eyeliner,but not waterproof mascara?! What kind of sense does that make? That was stupid on my part. I'll take an 'L'.'

I sighed internally as I wiped off all my makeup going natural. And I noticed how my eyes looked brighter and much more noticeable. I ran a brush through my hair and easily got it back to silky smooth. I slipped off my drenched shirt and set it on the counter. I yanked off my bottoms and my socks, leaving just my undergarments on. I groaned when I looked at my Falling in Reverse band tee. "Damn you, Damian! That was my favorite band merch, too." I mumbled.

The tee had a picture of the whole band. But Ronnie's face was a closer and he had the shaved hair cut. He had a little hat that made him look hawt! Man I would have killed for him to be my mate. I guess I'll settle for Damian. I reached into the drawer next to me and pulled out a fresh pair of bra and panties. I opened the drawer under it and took out some booty shorts with the word 'Property of Kellin Quinn' (custom made)and a 'Sleeping with Sirens' tank top.

I shook off my panties and slipped on my dry panties on. Right behind them was my booty shorts that I adore. Just as I was about to slip off my bra, hands came from behind me and halted my movement. I looked up into the mirror to see Damian. His eyes pitch black. 'Oops...forgot you was in the room. My bad. Hehehehe'