Chapter 92

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Remington's POV

I took Carina the next day to the club in the hotel during the afternoon and we were dancing to the music that the band was playing. She was smiling so beautifully while I spun her around and picked her up a few times. Her laughs made me wish I could do more than kiss her because she was just so perfect, but I loved her too much to drive her away. When the music was done playing, she gave me a small smirk before taking my hand and leading me to a secluded hall where it was quiet and vacant and then she pushed me up against a wall and kissed me passionately while holding my face in her hands. I kissed her back and deepened the kiss while holding her so close to me. "Someone's must not be getting enough attention", I joked as she kept kissing me. She giggled a little and responded with, "I just can't help myself sometimes around you. You're so irresistible. It's not fair." I grinned before telling her, "Life's not fair, ma chérie, you should know that already." She then pulled away and we were both breathless. She rested her forehead on mine for a few minutes before we walked back out of the hall.

We went to the food court and then I sat her down in a booth and asked if she wanted anything. She simply asked for water, and then I went to go get some. Since it was free, I got it quickly and then I walked back to Carina only to find she was staring somewhere else. Her face told me she was seeing something that made her upset or sad. "Carina", I asked after putting the glasses of water down on the table, "What are you staring at?" She shook her head and then remarked in a quiet tone, "That boy over there wearing a blue and gold letter sweater", I followed her gaze and spotted the boy matching her description and said, "Yeah, what about him?" She took a minute before finally answering, "That's Justin." As soon as she muttered the name, my blood boiled with fury and hatred as I realized that boy was the son of a bitch who hurt ma chérie's heart when she was younger and started storming towards the bastard until I felt Carina's hand on my shoulder hold me back.

"Remington, wait!", she exclaimed. I turned back to her with every intention to hurt that lowlife still in me, "That asshole broke your heart and needs to pay for what he did to you!" She took my face in her hands and made me look into her eyes, "And I agree with you one-hundred percent, Rem! But I don't want you to get in trouble for being self-righteous." I glared at the bastard but Carina was stern, "Remington. Look. At. Me." I narrowed my eyes at him before looking back at her, "If you truly love me, you'll drop your violent intent to kill him. I'm over him, and I just want you." The more I looked into her eyes, I could feel this rage inside of me disappearing and it was replaced with intense protection and admiration for my lovely angel. "Besides", she added with a devious smile, "I have a better idea to get revenge on that dickhead." I arched a brow as I listened intently to her plan.

Carina's POV

After I explained Remington my plan, I gave him the key to my hotel room and then I took a few deep breaths before walking up to my old high school crush. When I was close enough, I acted clueless and asked him, "Justin?" He turned to me and was surprised to see me (dumbass), and then said, "Carina? Is that you?" I nodded doing my best not to act like I wanted to strangle him. "Wow. It must have been years since high school, huh?" Yeah, genius, you flunked another year. "Yes, it has", I responded, "So, what are you doing in California?" "Oh, I've been working to earn enough money for first year's tuition at my dream college. I kinda lost a few scholarships after I graduated, so..." Wow, how the fuck did I used to like this dumbass? "Oh, well", I said masking my hatred, "You win some, you lose some." He chuckled and then said to me, "You know, Carina, you look great. That gap year must have earned you something good." Thank God Rem wasn't here to hear what Justin had just said because I would be screwed.

"Yeah, I guess", I said, then looked at him seductively while biting my lip, "You don't look so bad yourself." He arched a brow and ran his tongue over his teeth and then proceeded to ask me, "So, uh, what room are you staying in?" Bingo. "Room 745", I answered with a suggestive smirk. "I've got my yearbook from high school that I brought with me. Maybe you could come up later and we'll look over it and...relive some old memories." He has the stupidest grin on his face which told me this was working, and then he stated, "Yeah, maybe I'll do that. Thanks for the invitation, Carina." "Anytime, Justin", I said before going back up to my hotel room. I can't believe the smug son of a bitch doesn't remember anything about how he stabbed me in the back all those years ago, but was turned on by my lame excuse of trying to be seductive, which felt degrading and now I feel like I wanna die. But it worked and soon he would get a taste of his own medicine.

That evening...(Justin's POV)

I couldn't believe my luck. I had met up with an old classmate who had the biggest crush on me a few years ago, and now she wants to hook up with me. I thought she'd be mad at me for what I did to her when I was stupid and selfish, but I guess she got over it somehow. I was getting ready for the special night in my hotel room and was about to make my way up to Carina's hotel room. I was a little nervous but only because its been a while since I've spent a night with a girl, especially one I knew when I was younger. Still, I knew I would make this night with her unforgettable to her. Every girl I've been with said so and I believed it. Something about Carina though, made me believe this could be more than just a one-night stand and maybe we'd spend more time after for however long she was staying in California. These thoughts were running through my head when I finally got up to the hotel room and I knocked on her door.

"Carina?", I asked through the door, "It's me, Justin. Are you in there?" I heard no answer, and then I tested the doorknob and was surprised to see it was unlocked and so I opened the door and was shocked to see her making out with another boy on top of her on her bed and when I came in and she saw me, she stopped and they both sat up and looked at me. "Justin...", was all she could say seeing my look of confusion. "Carina, I thought...", I could barely finish my sentence seeing her so close to that spiky, black-haired boy with tattoos on his arms that were holding her tight. "I'm so sorry, Justin. I guess I totally forgot about you like you did at that dance so many years ago." Her expression turned spiteful and resentful, and I realized what had happened. She never got over what I did and just made me feel what I felt when I kissed that cheerleader in front of her. Motherfucker, this girl can hold a grudge, and know how to take revenge on an egotistical asshole like me. She turned away from me and continued kissing that boy who, by this point, I was assuming was her boyfriend and then I left the room and closed the door behind.

Carina's POV

After hearing Justin leave, I pulled away from kissing Remington and then I started crying. Like really hard and I couldn't stop for some reason. Rem held me close to him while trying to comfort me. "Carina, love, shhh. Don't cry. What's wrong?" I kept crying on his shoulder and managed to speak through my sobbing, "I never wanted to see him again and thought I was over him. But what I just did feels pathetic and low, and now I don't know if I'll ever get over him." He lifted my head gently and looked deeply into my eyes as he said to me softly, "It doesn't matter if you're never over your first heartbreak. As long as you realize you don't need him and you will always have me to protect you and cherish you and love you." I looked at him, aching and yearning for him, and then I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him in for a soft, slow and passionate kiss that was enough to heal the last stinging scar in my heart and replace the pain with love and devotion.

HEY YET AGAIN!!! I was debating the whole day whether I should use this chapter for the story, but it actually turned out pretty well. I hope you guys like it too, and if you can, tell me what you think of the story so far. There is no doubt that this story will be more than 100 chapters. Thank you again!!! 😉😉😉

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