Wild Revenge

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I narrowed my eyes and began to slam my fists on the door unrelentingly. It felt more like the bones in my hands were what was breaking rather than the wood on the door. Eventually I stopped and let my hand fall from the door then walked back to my house.

I want to know what was going on at Blake's house, and what makes him think that I am going to go on a date with him. However, this 'date' could benefit me. I could make him think that I am falling for him, then maybe I can get him to tell me what happened to him, because lets be honest, if curiosity killed the cat then I'm six feet under right now.

I made my way to my bedroom and pulled a sweatshirt over my head then flopped onto my bed with a sigh and pulled out my laptop.

"Christina!" A voice shouted just as something hit my window making me jump.

"What do you want?" I shouted back to Blake.

"It's eight o'clock." He shouted then threw something at the window again.

"Stop throwing things at my window! You're going to break it! Why can't you go to the door or text me like a normal human being?!" I shouted at him.

"Because I don't have your number and if I went to the door your asshole brother would answer the door and getting into a fight with him doesn't sound very fun right now." He said.

I rolled off my bed then walked to my window and looked down at him.

"What are we doing on this so called 'date'?" I asked him and he smirked in satisfaction.

"Wear something warm!" He said. "We'll be outside."

Ten minutes of shouting later I was wearing my blue sweatshirt, jeans, and black combat boots.

"I hope you get hit by a bus." I grumbled to him as we walked to his jeep.

"I love you too babe." He said and I glared.

"Don't call me that." I said. He reached his hand up and ruffled my hair.

"But you're my lil baby." He cooed.

"I think I threw up in my mouth a little bit." I responded with a blank look on my face. "And I am not little."

"Uh huh whatever you say shorty." He said and I glared.

"I'm five foot nine inches." I said, "That's tall for a girl."

"And I'm six foot six inches." He said in the same tone as we sat in his jeep. "That's almost a foot taller than you."

"Are you gonna tell me where we're going?" I asked as he started it.

"Nope." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me?" He said with fake astonishment.

"Yes I did." I retorted as sassily as I could.

"Damn, sassafrass." He said and I raised an eyebrow.

"Sassafrass?" I asked and he laughed.

Suddenly we came to a stop next to a forest.

"What are we doing here? I swear if you took me here to kill me you are never going to get or keep a girlfriend." I said and he just smiled.

"Nope, trust me I can get a girl if I want." He said as he stepped out of the car and I did the same.

He went to the back doors of the jeep and picked up something that was rolled up and blue.

"Follow me." He said and I obliged.

We made our way to a clearing with mainly grass and a couple fallen down trees where Blake unrolled the material out. I quickly recognized it as a tent. A very small tent that I would for sure not be sleeping in with Blake. It would end up I me and him being entangled together and would result in me waking up to his perverted face in my face, which would lead to nothing good.

"What do you think?" He asked. His voice was so hopeful and boyish sounding that I couldn't help but smile.

"Its really pretty." I said as he started setting it up.

"There's food, flashlights, and a couple sleeping bags if you want to go get them." He said and I turned and walked to the jeep.

I picked up the sleeping bags and then picked up the food only to realize I had no more hands to hold the flashlights or water. I grumbled as I tried to pick them up once again only for it to fall on the ground. I groaned and tossed my head back in annoyance. Instead of picking it up I decided to just kick them the way there like the lazy person I am.

I made it to the clearing and looked up when Blake laughed.

"You know you could've just asked for help right?" He asked and I laughed.

"Do you really think I would ask you for help?" I asked him.

"Damn that was harsh." He said with a pout. Automatically I rolled my eyes.

"Here." He said, reaching a hand out to take the sleeping bags from my hands.

I watched as he laid them out, one on the floor of then tent, and one on the forest floor.

"I figured we could both get away from our sucky families for a night." He said and I smiled sadly.

"What happened today?" I asked and he raised an eyebrow.

"When?" He asked, looking up at me from his spot on the sleeping bag.

"When I came over to your house to beat you up and your dad was there." Came my answer.

"Nothing." He said. He looked physically pained to think about it and I couldn't help but feel pity for him, and a little bit of respect.

How he could keep it together so well without falling apart like I did every time.

"Stop looking at me like that." He pretty much growled.

"Like what?" I asked and he sighed.

"Like I'm a lost puppy."

"I'm not looking at you like that. I think it's impressive that you have been able to keep it together as well as you have." I said honestly.

"I haven't kept it together, you just don't see me when I am fucked up over that shit." He said his head drooping.

"What do you do then?" I asked even though I knew the answer. I'd seen it just about every week. How do you think he got his reputation as the 'bad boy'?

"Depends."

"On what?" I asked and he stared at me.

"What he does. Sometimes I go looking for trouble, sometimes I get higher than a fucking kite, and sometimes I just cry." He said and paused. "And I swear to God if you tell anyone I will murder you."

"I won't, don't worry." I said. "I guess you just added another category to your list."

"What?" He asked.

"You took me on this date." I said and he smirked.

"Yeah I also fuck bitches." He said and I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Is that what you fucking did to Katherine?" I almost shouted.

"Yup, and you know what made it even better?" He asked with a malicious grin on his face.

"I was so fucking high I had no clue until I woke up the next morning next to her." He said with a disgusting smirk. "Then do you want to know what I did?"

"No I fucking don't." I said and he grinned.

"I fucked her so hard she could barely walk when I kicked her out right after I came all over her delicious tits."

"You're disgusting." I said. "Take me home."

"No."

"Fine." I said and turned away from him and began walking to his jeep. "I'll sleep in the car then."

"Do whatever you want." He said sarcastically.

"I think I will." I said then walked out of his sight.

I got in his jeep and crawled into the backseat so I could lay down, tossed an arm over my eyes and was asleep in almost a minute.


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