One Way Out (UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION-EDITING)

(4) Mystery Man? Please

Chapter 4;
Mystery Man? Please.

Angies POV

Anger swells up in side of my body. My eyes blood shot red.

I snap my head towards Nikole as I use all my strength to keep from beating the shit out of her.

"Ahhh. I've waited so long to do that," Nikole blurts out with a huff. She chuckles slightly as she looks at me.

"You. Little. Bitch," I growl in between long seeths.

She looked at me with those evil looking eyes. "If it weren't for Dave and Kathrine, I would kick you out to the curb right now."

Nikita starts the car. I glare at her. She puts the car in drive as it lurches forward.

And again, neither one of us spoke the whole way.

Once we pull into the drive way, I jump out and dash for the door. I yank the front door open as I slowly walk into the house. Olivia and Vayden sit on the couch with a map spread out on the coffee table.

I quickly make my way up to my room not saying a word.

I slam it shut as I run over to my bed. I burry my face into the pillow and scream.

Knock knock

Someone knocks on my door.

I sit up and let out a long sigh before speaking in an evil tone."Go. Away."

I burry my face into my pillow once again.

I hear my door click open. Knowing it is Nikole, going to start more drama, I leap out of bed and raise my voice.

"Leave me the fuck al-"

I stop in the middle of the sentence to see it is not Nikita who knocks on my door. Instead, It's Olivia.

"Oh. Sorry. I just thought you were-"

I was intterupted as Olivia shut the door and looked at me with worried eyes as she whispered, "What happened Ang?"

I walk over to my bed as I plop down. I rub my forehead as a loud sigh escapes my lips.

"Nothing. Why do you ask?"

I lie. Well. Not lie. It was just alittle fib. I didn't want anyone to know about what happened with Nikole and I, not even an hour ago. People would think different of me. They would think I would be the one to back down from a fight. And I don't want that reputation because I'm the total opposite when it comes to physical things like this.

Olivia now sits on my bed next to me.

"Don't lie to me Ang. It is obvious something happened."

I shrug my shoulders.

"Is it really that obvious?"

Olivia nods her head slowly as she speaks.

"Besides the fact that you have a cut up and bruised cheek? Well, you ran straight up here without muttering a word. That's not like you."

I jump off of my bed and dash to the mirror behind my closed door.

I must have been cut by the ring Nikole was wearing.

"Ohh I'm gonna-"

I look at Olivia, my eyes widening.