Being Deviant

Chapter 18 : I never knew that someone could...

To those who have already read the original chapter, I only added some more stuff. It's unrelated and just out of comedy. You should know.

Now let's get on with the chapter, shall we?

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It's Kristina.

It's really fucking Kristina.

It's her.

"Kristina." I only said, quickly enveloping her in a hug. "I've missed you so much. You have no idea how much I've missed you."

"Speak for yourself, I'm just here delivering pizza."

"What?"

She pushed herself away from me, glaring at me and leaving the pizza on the counter. "That guy is too friendly. You should keep him away from strangers."

Everyone laughed while I flushed.

"Kristina's gonna be here any minute. It's funny how you don't even know how she looks like anymore." Tia smirked at me.

"Shush it."

That was when she walked in.

"Hey, Francis. Have you seen my other dagger? I can't find it. I think I left it in-"

Her eyes landed on me.

By the looks of it, she seemed pretty surprised to see me too.

"Kristina." I said while she said, "Calvin?"

I stared at her wide-eyed. She was different. Actually, beyond different. She looked like a whole different person. Her hair was in a light blonde ponytail, her skin was a tad darker and she was dressed in a fur coat.

"Is that really you?" I asked, so surprised, I would've thought this wasn't real if someone told me.

"Calvin."

"Yep, it's me, Kristina." I was overjoyed. Too overjoyed if you knew what was happening next.

"Calvin." She said with furrowed eyes. "The one who told my parents about my problem."

My breath hitched at the intensity of her tone. "Okay..." I've had a long couple of days and dealing with something like this was not something I was willing to do. Who knew that this girl could hold such a grudge?

"You!" She tackled me to the ground and my head hit the floor. "I want to murder you and dance on your grave!" I felt some of her spit splatter on my face.

I was scared to death and I wanted to scream but the pain but the back of my head was preventing me from doing so. I squirmed from beneath her, trying my best to get away from her.

My sight was getting fuzzy and my struggle started to weaken as she took a hold of my shirt and started shaking me up and down, my head hitting the floor even more in the process.

I never knew that someone could have so much rage.

Well, besides Jinx.

At least Kristina didn't pull out a gun...unlike Jinx. But I thought that the gun made Jinx kinda more hot.

Kristina started punching my face, fist after fist. Right after I finished healing. That's great.

"Kristina!" I heard Tia yell, Kristina's weight soon being pulled off of me.

"What is wrong with you?!" Francis demanded, Tia holding Kristina back by her arms.

"Him!" Kristina pointed at me with a menacing look. "He was the guy I've been telling you about! He was the one who did all of it to me!"