More Than Just a Bad Boy

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Brooke's POV

I decided to kill Ryder. I lifted myself out of the pool and took off into the house, sliding the door shut behind me. I followed the trail of water up the stairs. It led into a bright red-walled room that I'm guessing is Ryder's. I hope he likes his room because that's where that bastard's going to die!

I'm glad I just recently got into shape. Okay, I'm lying. I play volleyball, do karate, and ride my back a lot so I guess I kind of work out. Obviously not enough though. I have a tummy, I am not flat. I do not have a thigh gap either. The "perfect" body is overrated. Am I right?

But that doesn't mean I'm confident with my body and want him to see me like this; a red bra and black underwear.

Clothes.

I ran down the stairs and into the kitchen before I entered so I can dress. My clothes were not where I left them. Ryder, you're asking to die.

I ran full speed up to his room and didn't hesitate a second to punch him square in the jaw. It made him stumble a bit, so I pushed him as hard as I could, knocking him onto his bed. Without thinking (which I should have), I straddled him. I continued to throw punches at Ryder. He'll wake up tomorrow with two black eyes, a bruised jaw, and if I'm lucky enough-a broken nose. "You asshole! Why did you fucking do that!?" I screeched.

Ryder finally managed to pull me off of him, flipping me onto his bed. Then he got up and ran as fast as he could down the stairs. That jackass still has my clothes. I chased after him, into the kitchen where I found him holding a bloody paper towel to his nose. "Damn, Brooke. I'm sorry! I didn't know you'd get this upset."

Didn't know I'd get this upset!? You took my shirt off leaving me in barely anything!!! I'm beyond pissed. "I'm pretty much naked! I hate my body! And now you've seen it! I trusted you. I knew I shouldn't have. See!? Always listen to your gut! I was starting to like yo-"

Oh shit. Ohshitohshitohshitohshit. I was starting to like Ryder-a "bad ass"- and I pretty much just admitted it to him.

Ryder's eyes widened. "You like me?"

"Just give me my damn clothes!" I screeched, my face a deep shade of red while finally snatched my clothes from his hand. I ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. After I put on my clothes, which I might add is very uncomfortable with wet undergarments, I called Lani to get a ride home. No answer. I tried KD. No answer. Michelle-I got an answer except one I didn't want to hear. "Michelle's busy right now. She'll call you back later," Alex said right before hanging up on me. I could hear Michelle giggling in the background when he was talking. If they're doing it,
I'm going to kill them both. Wow, I'm really into killing people tonight. I think Michelle's rubbing off on me.

I can't call Matt or Taylor. For one, Matt's still mad at me. Even if he wasn't, I'd get in so much trouble and Ryder would disappear from the face of the earth. Who to call now? Oh, Derek! And thank God he answered. "Hey. How are you and Ryder?" Derek asked in an annoying suggestive voice.

"Can you just pick me up please?" I sighed.

"Are you okay?" Derek turned all serious.

No. "Yeah. I just need a ride home." Before I burst into tears and fall over from embarrassment.

"Are you at Ryder's house?"

"Uh-huh," I couldn't help the disgust in my voice.

Derek hung up after he said, "I'll be there in five."

I sat down on the ginormous bathroom counter and began to scroll through Instagram on my phone. I'm going to kill KD. She posted a video of me singing (terribly I might add) to the Friends theme song.

Payback's a bitch, hun, I commented under the video. And I know just how to get her back...

I got a text before I could start planning my revenge.

JACKASS: LOOK, I UNDERSTAND THAT YOUR MAD AT ME. I MADE A DICK MOVE. I SHOULDNT HAVE DONE THAT. I WAS JUST TRYING TO PISS U OFF. IDK Y. BUT IM GLAD I DID THAT EVEN THO I HAVE A BROKEN NOSE NOW. (GREAT HITS BTW. IM VERY IMPRESSED.) IM GLAD BECUZ I GOT TO SEE UR BODY AS BARE AS I PROBABLY WILL EVER SEE IT. IDK HOW U CANT SEE HOW BEAUTIFUL U R. UR PERFECT. AND I DONT MEAN THAT LOOSELY LIKE ALL THOSE GIRLS ON INSTAGRAM. IM REALLY SORRY. IS THERE ANYWAY I CAN GAIN YOUR TRUST BACK? PLEASE? AND

And what?

There was a knock on the bathroom door. Against my better, smarter judgment, I opened the door. A shirtless...sexy...Ryder stood there with one of those things on his nose that I had to wear when I broke mine. I mentally gave my self a pat on the back. I'm sure my dad's smiling down on me from Heaven, proud that his little girl can kick some ass.

Ryder took a shaky breath and finally looked me in the eye after looking around everywhere else nervously.

"And I'm starting to like you too."

A/N
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