Blurred Lines

Chapter 5

I've always thought of myself as a normal person. I have normal looks, at least according to me, I think i have a normal personality, i lead a normal life. So believe me when i say i surprised myself. The moment i laid eyes on that stupid video, i felt something snap, and i wasn't prepared for what came next. I stood, pushing my desk to the floor harshly, and stormed out of  my history class, or was it English? I have no idea. I basically walked around the school halls screaming and shouting Dylan's name, daring that coward to come out and face me. Teachers poked their heads out into the hall looking at me like i was a wild animal. By some miracle, the bell rang. I knew Dylan wouldn't be able to hide then! I ran to his locker and leaned carelessly against it, like i didn't have a care in the world. All my thoughts were unclear. But i knew one thing. I wanted to kill Dylan Walker so dead he would be reincarnated into an abortion.

The cheating little bastard walked casually towards his locker and i smirked to myself. Aha! He was so unprepared for what would come next. His face lit up upon seeing me and that only angered me more. His mouth stretched into that grin i thought was adorable just a few hours earlier , but now made me want to empty the contents of my stomach. Dylan opened his mouth to speak, but never got the chance to because i kicked him so hard on his balls I'm sure his grandkids would feel it. The tall figure doubled over in pain and i felt a burst of satisfaction. Despite my attack Dylan insisted on trying to reason with me. "Winter i swear, it was a mistake, i was really drunk and he just kept coming onto me, please this doesn't have to change anything " he begged. It was pathetic really. He searched my face and waited for me to respond. And respond i did! I threw a punch and hit him square in the jaw, i heard a satisfying crunch and i was overjoyed. Until, that is, i felt the pain shoot through my arm. Curse his stupid perfect bone structure! 

Dylan looked at me, wide-eyed and i could tell he couldn't believe what was happening. A crowd had gathered around us, but i didn't really care. When he noticed i was clutching my fist in pain he abandoned his own face and tried to look at my hand. "Don't you dare touch me you asshole! You tell me you fucking love me then you ditch me so you can hook up a Robbie fucking Milano! A fucking guy! Really Dylan? What did i ever do to deserve this crap huh? I can't believe i ever believed any of your shit Dylan. I hate you, i hate you so much! Don't you ever talk to me again you fucking asshole! Enjoy the rest of your stupid life!" I spat this out at a very shocked and hurt looking Dylan. What nerve he has! I noticed vaguely that some onlookers had whipped out their phones and were recording. I also vaguely registered the wetness trailing down my cheek.

I turned to run from the horrible scene I'd caused, but ran into a wall, a wall that smelt like home. Emmett engulfed me in his arms and dragged me out of the school and into the football field. He sat us down on the grass under the bleachers, bringing me onto his lap. We sat in silence as i sobbed into Emmett's chest, but he didn't really mind, and if he did well, he didn't say anything. We stayed like that for what felt like hours until I'd cried my eyes dry. Emmett didn't push me to talk and i was extremely grateful for it. When he finally did speak though ,all he had to say was, "Damn, remind me never to get on your bad side, didn't know you had it in ya Winnie!"
The ridiculous grin on his face was just contagious and i couldn't help but smile. We lay there in the grass till school let out then walked to Emmett's car and drove to my house. I didn't really wanna be alone so i asked him to stay the night. After he forced me into dinner we got into my bed and i fell asleep, trying not to think about anything other than falling asleep. Yet when i did go to sleep, i still dreamt of misty grey eyes....