Webs

8.

Dedicated to  xobradleyxo

'The storm inside is deadlier.'- Ruth, Webs.

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A/N: I'm sorry for not posting a chapter in a while, I've been in a bad spot, mentally and i needed time to get myself together. I have been writing, but it took longer for me to get this one out. I'm better now tho, so DIG RIGHT IN BITCHES.

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There he was.

Satan's incarnate and diabolical demon from the cold dark depths of limbo. In all spoiled glory.

"Josh. Fucking. Hyde." Susan muttered, black curls bouncing as she nodded.

Her pale blue eyes shone in contrast to her golden skin as they swept over Josh. He was leaning against the wall, white muscle shirt stretched across his shoulders, one hand resting lazily on the ass of some short slut standing on the tips of her dangerously high shoes, dabbing at his nose with a towel.

Her mere movements screamed dedication and piety. Josh Hyde was almost a religion.

He was engaged in some conversation with a couple of brawny guys, with a group of girls hanging around, drinking him up lustily. Probably devising ways to get naked in his bed -or anywhere basically- and his wallet.

"Monster." Jemilah spat viciously under her breathe, fist clenched in hate. She was walking beside her course mate, Susan, in Josh's direction. And her skin roiled at the thought of Josh having a hand in what happened to Ruth.

She hated him. Oh, she did.

And that hate seemed to grow with every breath she took, every second that ticked by, every step she took closer to where he stood.

Pure blind hate. Before now, she just hated him. For no exact reason. But now, deep down, she knew he had done something to Ruth, and now her hatred had a galvanized root.

"Jeez. What was that?" Susan shot her a wide eyed glance. "So much dark energy in one word, Jem."

Jemilah ground her teeth. "What do they find even remotely attractive about that asshole? Can't they see he's a fucking heartless monster?"

Susan stopped walking. Turned to face her. "He's loaded. No one really cares about anything beyond that."

"Do you?" Jemilah scoffed.

"Once a man's rich, He's attractive to me. So.."

"So you think Josh's attractive? What the fuck, Suz. You'd bang him if his 'almighty' decides he wants to get in your pants, huh?" Jemilah's skin was burning. "Do you know how many girls he's fucking destroyed? Damaged? Do you know how it feels to get your mental health messed with? To get stuck in an endless cycle of pain, hate, fear and darkness??-"

"-Jem."

"Do you know how it feels for your nightmares to merge with reality and the sole cause is some motherfucker you get to see each fucking day?!"

"Stop. They're starting to stare, Jem.."

"You can't ever escape from it, cos everyone loves your nightmare, every fucking body talks about him. It feels like a fucking slap in the face and you be screaming at the fucking top of your lungs for closure but no one hears shit. Cos it's all in your head-"

"Jemilah.."

"And then you sense doom approaching. You feel it, sense it in the deepest parts of your soul, cos it's all you've ever known. All you've ever had..." A tear glistened on Jemilah's cheek."..And when it comes, he still catches you off guard-"