Loving Ace| 16+✔️

Chapter 4

"Nope, I know you kissed him after I told you I liked you" he clenches his jaw.

He knew?

If he knew why didn't he say anything? It didn't mean anything to me and I didn't know weather Ace and I were together properly at that time.

"I didn't say anything but I knew I fucking love you,  just like I knew since we were young and that's why I'm so fucking jealous of him, I let it go but it's always there that you like him...love him and I just fucking hate the kid"

"Really? You're being a hypocrite"

"Fuck off", he scoffs, "I'm not"

"You did a lot worse to me, remember? Right after what my dad did as well"

"Really this shit again? I said I was sorry"

"Why throw her name in my face?!"

He stares at me with his chest slowly heaving up and down. I can't believe that he just said that to me. Everything that happened with Rebecca and my dad. The audacity to throw Aiden kissing me after he told me he liked me, which we weren't official together "together", like we never said it to one and other but he did a lot worse...knowing exactly what my father did to my mother, especially the timing of it.

"I'm sorry...okay"

My vision becomes blurs as I stare at him the same way he's staring at me. "I'm sorry", he repeats being more sincere this time. He reaches for my wrist to pull me into him but I step backwards.

"Don't you dare throw her name in my face again or even mention what happened because I'm trying to not think of it!"

"For fuck sake Camila, I said I was sorry. I know I fucked up but so did you!"

"I didn't"

"You fucking did, you kissed him after I fucking told you I liked you!", He reminds.

Why is he bringing this up now?

"He kissed me but that isn't the point...", I pause staring at him, both filled with anger. "Is that why, that's why isn't it?", my voice cracks.

"Why what?", His eyebrows knit together.

"I-Is that why you did that with Becca?", I wipe my tear that escapes, all my anger has been replaced with hurt.

"Don't be fucking stupid!", He seethes.

"Is it!", I raise my voice.

"No! Of course it wasn't, I was drunk and popped a pill, I told you it was the biggest mistake!", Is it though?

"Is that what you think?"

"I think about it all the time! Just because you said sorry doesn't mean it's not in the back of my head"

"So what, you never really forgave me?"

"I did, I just think about it all the time and not just what you did...with her, I think about the baby...all the time and how it's my fault and how I can never forgive myself", I whimper.