Almost Impossible

Chapter thirty three

"Get off me you dick" I screamed as Shane carried me to the front garden.

I was so furious all I could see was red. I was hurt by Ayla's actions. She had twisted everything because she couldn't stand the fact that Kyle had betrayed her. She had poisoned herself against me. She had purposefully sort out Shane to hurt me and Shane had stupidly gone along with it.

He finally let go of me when we were at the front garden, the minute he did, I sent a resounding slap across his face.

"Don't you ever lay a hand on me again or I swear I'll reap your face off."

"What was that all about?" He growled. "Ayla's your best friend."

"My beat friend?" I laughed bitterly. "How can you say that after what just happened?"

"She was drunk."

"Of course you defend her like you do for everyone but me. You care about everyone but me. You love everyone but me." I couldn't believe my anger.

"I'm not defending her, and I don't love her." He said.

"Then why did you let her kiss you?"

"I..." He ran his hand through his hair. "I didn't know she was going to do that." I didn't believe him.

"Besides why do you care if she kisses me." He sounded incredibly dumb to me.

"Why do I care?" I asked angrily. "I'm in love with your fucking ass. That's why I care."

He looked dumbfounded by my words and it hurt me to realise that he was not only blind and dumb but also very stupid.

"I've been in love with you since the summer after high school. Since the minute you smiled at me at Shortie's when I was still doing voluntary work over there. I fucking loved you when you brought Jade home and introduced her as your girlfriend! But all you've done is hurt me, every fucking time."

I was crying now. The tears were flowing down involuntarily. The rage in me only got worse as I looked at his face. I couldn't believe he never even had a clue. It irked me and I wanted to slap him again.

"I had no idea." He managed to say.

"Bullshit!" I spat. "The signs were everywhere. Every fucking time I saw you with a girl it pierced my soul and ripped me apart, but you never even noticed, never even realized or bothered to."

"You hate me now, don't you?"

"So fucking much. I despise you, I regret the day I ever met you and fell in love with you. I wish I could turn back the hands of time and rewind to that day, I wouldn't have served you and let you smile at me, I would have let someone else fall for your charm."

"Mitchie I..."

"Save it. I don't want to hear anything you have to say, because I know for a fact Shane White that you are the worst thing that has ever happened to me."

I may have imagined the hurt in his eyes, but I had seen it. The conflicting emotion. But I didn't care anymore. It was too late for me, I was already dead inside.

A cab stopped in front of the street and some girls came out looking nicely dressed, apparently for the party that I had long forgotten.

I got into the cab after they left, leaving Shane at the front garden, and as the cab took off, I heard the first thunder.

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"Where to miss?" The cabman asked. I glanced at the rearview mirror at the man's face.
Where to?