Revenge.

Imperfect.

Hey, sorry for the VERY late update. I had so many exams throughout this week; had to study. This is also a very short chapter, but now I am on holidays -woo- which means more updates.

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John roughly pushed the door open as I followed behind. The wind blew as I shivered. It was freezing up here.

I groaned softly as John sat down on the brown bench chair I fixed my shirt before I plopped down next to him.

“I don’t have much time, can you hurry?” I sighed.

“Brianna, please just-“He sighed, his face displaying fault.

“Please what? You had asked me if you could ‘explain’ something and I agreed. Hurry up.” I replied, he should just get to the damn point.

“When you saw me in the mall with Sarah, you thought the wrong thing. I swear, I didn’t intend of hurting you. I was with her to break up with her, but you got the wrong idea.” John responded slowly.

“Oh really? Well, how come after I rushed to my apartment you held her hand and walked off cheerfully?” I shot at him as I looked into the busy city.

“Look at me.” He asked me as he held my chin, turning my face to his.

I glanced up at him. He was actually perfect.

Oh shut up, stop. You are supposed to be cut at him.

Am I talking to myself? Is that even normal?

“Brianna?” John called out as I blinked my eyes, returning to habitation.

“I did that just because I wanted to get you jealous…” He stuttered silently.

“Well, I think you had already gotten me jealous.” I replied sternly glaring into his eyes.

 “I’m sorry Brianna, stop playing hard to get.” John said anxiously.

“I’m not playing hard to play, John. I’m very upset and furious at you.” I replied glumly.

“Please just shush and just forgive me.” He pleaded, smiling faintly. Staring into my eyes.

I had to admit, I held in a smile.

“Let that beautiful smile out.” John whispered and he sent me a grin.

I don’t think I can handle it anymore.

I grinned at him as I laughed.

“I don’t think I can stay mad at you..” I laughed certainly.

“That’s amazing then!” He grinned as he stared into my eyes.

“This doesn’t mean I forget okay, I forgave you, but I am not going to forget.” I affirmed, looking down.

“You ruined our moment Brianna..” He frowned, pouting.

Then he kissed me ever so sweetly, showing nothing but love. So tender; so sweet.

This was my moment, his moment, and our moment.  It was actually perfect.

 “Brianna are you up here?”  I heard the door open. I broke apart from John looking at the person that came out.

I gasped as I closed my eyes. This has to be a dream? I re-opened them. Nope.

My life always has to be imperfect.