My Ultimate Badass

Chapter Twenty-Three

Dylan's POV

She slapped me. She just slapped me.

My face was in a ninety degree angle, as I winced when pain started to radiate.

"That was better," I heard her chuckled.

I tried my best not to react to the pain but it was so painful I think I need an icepack. I saw her laugh to herself but behind those fake laughters there was a deep frown. I deserve this slap, I thought to myself.

Wake up Dylan! The truth is now or never.

I turned towards her direction and watch her stand up as she pick up her panties. I tried not to stare but she looks really hot down-

"One more stare I'll kick you there," she warned, her eyes full of seriousness.

I frowned at her voice and started to dress up. This is the worst break up I have ever gone through, I thought to myself. Breaking up in bed naked.

Just as I was about to arrange the bed I saw a flash of light blinking. My phone began to blink rapidly as a sign of a text message. It was sent fifteen minutes ago.

I turned to the back slowly, and glanced at Georgia who's applying her eyeliner to mask those ugly swell on her eyes. Which was caused by me.

My heart ache a little for her but to be honest, I don't love her anymore.

My face went stone when I read the text message.

"I'll be in your room any moment, get ready;)"

Shit.

Georgia's POV

I grabbed my bag with full force and rushed to the door to exit the room.

There is no way in hell I'll let him see me suffer. See me cry. See me lose control over him. How could he stoop so low? I couldn't even believe my fate. Disgusting.

"Georgia wait," he called out.

Just as I was about to retaliate, he pecked me on the lips. Sadly, nothing sparked.

"Last kiss," he sighed.

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes, trying to act all no-effect when deep inside I'm crying and shattering.

"What made you do this?" I half-whispered.

"Like I said I'm engaged," he whispered.

"What's her name?" I challenged.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes but he remained composed.

"It's Ariana, Ariana," he stuttered.

"Oh come on, Georgia, relax," he chuckled as he place an arm on my shoulder.

"Oh get off me!" I snapped. His face changed showing signs of disapproval.

"Are you for real, Dylan? Are you serious in this even? You're engaged, Dylan, engaged to someone else and now you've still got the cheek to smile? Where did all the 'I can't live without you'? Where? Why didn't you even fight for us? If you love me you would have done that!" I screamed, in verge of tears. Words couldn't even express this horrible feeling of mine. I can practically feel my heart being ripped open, it's shattered and broken.

"That's enough!" he boomed. Anger and hatred swam in his eyes as his chest heaved up and down.

"You, yes call me all you want but there's only one thing I should tell you before you leave my area. I don't even love you anymore! Did you ever spare some time for your own boyfriend? No! Instead you push everything to me and mingle around other guys! You think I'm a fucking toy? Being able to be tossed like shit? Hell no, Georgia!"

He shouted, his eyes burning with fury.

"Wait what? That's bullshit! And was that all just a drama?" I gasped as I watch him smirk and burst into evil laughter.

All I could do was gape at him. Did he just confessed to me that he don't love me? Wait then what about- wait.. Was that all an act? Is he even engaged?!

"You idiot!" I shrieked, as I raised my arms to slap him only to be hanging mid-air. His hand gripped tightly on my wrists as his eyes burn with hatred and revenge.

"Don't you even dare,Georgia!" he shouted. "All you have to do is feel it, get that in your head that I, Dylan doesn't love you anymore," he whispered.

"And," he paused.

"It's none of your business whether I'm engaged or not," he smirked before turning back.