*Brads POV*
i angrily snatched the ticket from the lady behind the glass wall, the anger in me refusing to show any signs of decreasing. But the most uncomfortable part of this was the hurt that i was feeling even though we were no longer together, i was sure that we were going to be again one day, now less so.
i studied the ticket, unsure of what i was planning on doing once i get to my destination, which happened to be
London...
Max was such a prick, Em was probably drunk and he took advantage of her, but of course it was Em's fault aswell, and i was still pissed at her, fuck i was pissed at the world.
My train pulled up and i hopped in with my hands in my pockets and beanie pulled over my hair, hopeing no one would recognise me, i didnt feel like being happy right now. I took the furthest seat from the doors hopig that i wasnt near anyone and could just go over everything in my head. The train gradually started to pick up speed as it left birmingham station. I stared out of the window, watching the droplets of rain run down the window, my anger being replaced with sadness, as the reality of it all sinked in, she was never going to love me again.. i let my head fall against the window and forced my eyes closed, i was tired of floating inside my miserable mind. I let my eyelids droop, i needed sleep since i didnt get any last night due to my excitement of seeing Em again but obviosly that wasnt going to happen. I fell into an un consious state easlily, dreaming beating the living shit out of Max.
I woke suddelny after hitting my head against the window becuase of the rocking of the train, i looked out the window rubbing my sore head. Waterloo station was so close that i could see it, i stared at it as it became bigger and bigger, the train driver informed everyone that we had arrived at Waterloo and i stood up strided to the exit. i was the first to get out when the doors finally opened, and i practically ran to the exit and out on to the pavement. Stopping to catch my breath i tried to navigate where i was, recognising the street immediently i ran up the street until i came face to face with the large brick house. i jogged up the long and excessive drive way, and banged on the door as loud as i could, kicking it at the same time.
"come out max you prick" i shouted as the door finally flung open to reveal max himself, he didnt say anything but just wore a smu expression, which automatically made my blood boil.
"brad, what a suprise" he smiled, i wanted to punch him so damn bad.
"Fuck you!" i shouted in his face
"I'm afraid Em already did" he said, all self control had left my body as i punched mx straight in the face. He grabbed his bleeding nose, before agrily turning to me and pinned me to the ground and punching me over and over. I grabbed his neck and rolled us over so i had full control, i punched him full on in the face a couple times before getting up and kicking him in the stomach. Just as i turned to leave, he grabbed a hold on my ancle and pulled it so i fell. He punched me again, i felt my lip split as he punched me more and more. I hit him again leaving which allowed me to get on top of him and started punching him again, by this time both of our faces were bruised and cut, i had a swollen lip and Max had a black eye. I was about to punch max again before i felt someone forcefully lift me off him and cuff me, Max took it as a moment to get one last punch in but failed as another police officer grabbed and cuffed him aswell. I was led out of Max's house shouting profanities at anyone who'd listen. I was pushed into the police car, my anger still to perish, all I could think about was how Em would react to this...
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Our Wild Hearts
FanfictionEmily Robinson has had a troubled past, being abandoned by her parents. After meeting Bradley Will Simpson, Em's world changes for the better. But will it last long though..