Amelia's Point of View ( 1 week earlier)
Fucking Shit. I am so late to my damn lecture. It started at 10:00 and I woke up at 10:30. It already took me a good fifteen minutes to look semi decent and I hate being late. I quickly gather my books needed for Biology 1012 and frantically search for my keys, that are nowhere to be found.
Bingo! I finally fucking found them. Who the hell leaves their keys in a Kellogg's Cereal Box?
I lock my apartment door behind me, sprinting towards my car. Sprinting, not running, cause your girl does not like running. Turning on my car and pulling out of my parking space, I hurriedly drive off.
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Speed walking towards my class I bump into the one and only Queen bitch and whore of the campus Sarah White. I swear sometimes it still feels like high school with all the cliché personalities.
"Sorry, Sarah. I am late for my lecture, but again sorry!" I quickly say and start to speed walk again.
"Stupid Bitch" she murmured under her breath.
"Excuse Me. I apologized, no need to get your fried ass blonde hair in a knot" I say, disgust clearly lacing my voice.
"Are you guys all the same?? You and Crystal seem to have a lot of things in common"
"What the fuck do you have against Crystal, she didn't do anything against you and you still act like a bitch towards her" I say
"CRYSTAL BROKE MY MAN'S HEART!!! And then she thinks she can waltz back in and steal him from me like the whore she is" she says, her abnormally high-pitched voice stinging my ears.
Looking around I notice students start to come out of building #1 making me realized that Bio Lecture was over. Fuck My Life!!!
"Listen whore, I don't have time for your truly inspiring speech, but let's get one thing straight, Crystal is not a whore. She is not the one who fucks and new guy everyday and still goes back to Michael. You have no claim over him. Sorry to say but you should look into a mirror more often honey because I think your getting your whore of a self and Crystal mixed together. Next time you decide to spread your legs like the slut you are, make sure you think about "Your Man" during the process. If you truly fucking cared for him and loved him, you wouldn't be making excuses to leave his dorm at the end of the night, so you could go suck another guys dick." I say
By the end of my rant I notice a large crown has gathered around us and some are even recording. Looking back at Sarah I see her faced has paled, and she look rather surprised that someone had the courage to say that to her.
"Better hope that your man doesn't see this video, or else he may just go crawl back to Crystal and leave your skanky ass." I say
Suddenly I feel a sharp pain on my right cheek. Staring back at Sarah I realize she just slapped me. The bitch had the courage to fucking slap me. Oh, fuck no someone is going to fucking die today bitch.
I see her raise her hand to do it gain but before her swinging hand comes to contact with my face, I quickly grab her wrist and forcefully throw it back to her.
Shock evident on her face I take a quick stride toward her and punch her straight in the nose, feeling a satisfying crack in the process. She falls on the ground and next thing to you know I am grabbing her bleach blonde hair and pounding her head against the concrete. I see blood spewing out of her nose, but that only motivates me to further injure her brain. Fuck I am Psychotic.
I stop once I hear someone yell "Call Campus security". Looking down at Sarah, I notice tears mixed with blood falling down her face. But do I regret it.... FUCK NO!! I feel liberated.
As soon as I gather my surroundings, I run...yes run...the opposite direction of the crowd. I know that security will find me but at this point fuck it. I don't care, there is video evidence of her attacking me first so the worst the college board could do is suspend me.
As I continue walking, I take out my phone and notice the video has already been posted. I screen record the tape of the fight, so I have my damn evidence because I am not trying to get expelled.
Abruptly, I face plant into something. And now know how it feels to have your damn nose broken. I feel my body lose balance but before I hit the ground, a strong pair of arms wrap around my waist helping me regain my balance.
Looking up, I am met with a set of piercing blue eyes. I quickly step back from his reach and my eyes slowly trail from his chest to his face. Jesus this man looks like a walking model. I notice his biceps are fully tattooed leaving his chest and back to my imagination. His strong jawline and brown hair add to his beauty.
"Are you just going to stare or are you going to thank me for saving you from falling on your ass" he said. His deep voice adding to the whole effect
"S-sorry, I wasn't looking at where I was going." I said, stuttering my words. I know I am a confident person but there was something about this man that warned me to not cross him. He radiated dominance and power. He made me feel weak, like a peasant, just by looking at his emotionless face.
"Clearly" he said, making fun off me
Ugghh why is everyone trying to fucking piss me off today. It's like everyone wants me to give them a fucking broken nose.
Hearing a low chuckle, I look up at the man who was looking at me with so much intensity, it sent a shiver down my spine.
"Fuck... I said that out loud didn't I?"
"Yup" he said, popping the "p" sound.
"Sorry for bumping into you and thank you for saving me from busting my ass" sarcasm laced my voice. Looking up at the man one more time, I send him a slight nod and continue to walk away from the building.
All the sudden, I feel his arms wrap around my wrist pulling me to his again.
Looking up at him in confusion he lets go of my wrist, seeming surprised by his own actions.
"Ummm... Can you show me where room 3206 is? I have a class I need to show up to." He said
"Ohh... umm... well to be honest you don't look like a college student, no offense, so may I ask why you are looking for that particular room." I say questioning him
"A man named Coach Rodriguez called me about a week ago saying he wanted me to teach his PE class some new exercises. I was supposed to be the special guest."
"What's so special about you?" I state, quickly covering my mouth "I am sorry, it just sometimes I don't know when to control my mouth and I didn't mean for it to come out that way I just- "I was cut off by his deep voice.
"You don't know who I am?" he questions. I answer him bye shaking my head, and he seems surprised. There's a moment of silence between us before I decide to break it.
"Ummm... well you're at the wrong building. Room 3206 is in building number three" I say point towards the building on the far left. "once you walk into the main entrance, go to floor 2 and it should be the first room to your right."
"Thanks... Bye the way my name is Eros" he says. I break into a fit of laughter that dies down slowly.
"I am sorry. Today is just not my day. Its just your name is also the name of the Roman god of lust and seduction. Sorry I am being a nerd" Putting my hand out, signifying a hand shake I say, "I'm Amelia".
Shaking hands, we say our goodbyes and walk in opposite directions. There is a smile on my face until I notice campus security walking towards me. Fuck I totally forgot I beat a bitch up.... Jesus help my soul, I beg.
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Hi guys! Ugh I'm so sorry for not uploading in so long. I've had testing that I had to study for, but luckily tomorrow I have my last days so I can be writing often again! Hopefully you don't forget about this book and if your reading this, thank you and know that you are worth being the first choice.♥️
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