Blurred Sentimentality

Violent (Ch. 46)

Chaz

"The match's tomorrow. Final cup." Dan laughed, scanning the snacks that were satisfyingly stacked on the shelves.

"Yeah, we need a hell of a lot of snacks." Travis added.

I scanned the aisle for spicy chips, and smirked in triumph when I found it. "This."

I turned to find Dan and Travis throwing random snacks in the trolley.

"I smell diabetes." I commented.

"Oh please, you eat the most." Dan rolled his eyes, shoving biscuits into the cart.

"Really?" I raised my eyebrows, throwing the bag of chips to the cart and succeeding. "Take one piece of that shit and I'll slaughter you."

I strolled to a different aisle to find ice cream, something Ollie loved. I smiled to myself, and before I could open the freezer, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned slowly, probably one of these desperate girls asking for my number. I arched my brow when a man with platinum blonde hair and dark eyes stared at me.

"How can I help you?" I asked sarcastically. It seemed like that confused him, since he suddenly parted his lips and furrowed his eyebrows. Everyone would say I was rude to strangers, or in fact, everyone. It's just that I didn't have time to act nice and shit and have to sugar coat every sentence that came out of my mouth.

"You don't remember me?" His voice was hoarse and deep.

"Nah." I shrugged, turning back to face the freezer. "Are you someone I'm supposed to remember?"

"I'm Olivia's boyfriend." He stated and I froze.

A memory creeped into my mind. Bright lights, loud music, light hair, dark eyes, ex. Ollie's ex. I was drunk at the time, but that was him.

I guffawed. "Keep dreaming."

"Where is she?!" He hissed, slightly attempting to push me to the back.

I wasn't patient with dumbasses. I grabbed his arm with force and he slightly winced. "Don't touch me, and don't even think of looking at her."

"What did you do to her?" He tried yanking his arm away.

"What did I do to her? Get over it, please. She's mine."

"No she's not!" He hissed. "Tell me where she is."

"Calm the fuck down. If you try to go anywhere near her, I'll rip your white ass hair one by one." I dared.

"S- She wanted to talk to me!" He stuttered and I smirked.

"Don't. Try." I violently let go of his arm as I pushed it back at him. "And don't fucking touch me again if you value your arms."

I turned, took two vanilla ice creams and walked away from him, leaving him stare at me in fear.

*

"Ollie, I'm back." I said as I entered the living room, to find her sleeping on the couch. She looked extraterrestrial. Extremely beautiful.