Playing with fire

From the first splatter of rain half n hour ago, the rain has become more intense at that instant. The trees all around me which were now soaked, danced in the shower as the mild breeze swayed them. The sound of the rain blurred into one long melodious chime, jumbling my thoughts into detached puzzle pieces.

"Are you happy now? Was it that entertaining to mess with my feelings? What did you find in that, amusement, pleasure, or simply just a pastime?!" I yelped as I clenched my fists, nails digging in my hands but no pain was superior enough to the pain he was making me go through.

I bit my tongue in order to stop myself from letting out a sob since tears were harshly threatening to spill from my eyes.

Making a fool out of me, that's his best game to play.

"You...did I ever mean anything to you?" I asked, barely whispered.
Like the barrier broke, tears streamed down my face, my heart throbbed.
Why? Because he was the last person on Earth who I believed would do something like that to me.

I was shattered.

But nothing shocked me as much as his next actions did.

I heard him walked towards me, stopped right in front of me, and gently grabbed my cheeks with his both hands before crashing his lips on mine.

Wait, what was going on?

Rather than thinking about it twice...Or even once, I raised my right leg and jerked up to his crotch.

May his fresh egg rest in peace.

He stumbled few steps back, flinching a little by the impact then regaining his composure almost immediately.

I knew I was dead when he intensely glared at me, coercing me to tremble in fear.
That's when he let out a chuckle, a deadly one, needless to say.

"The audacity of someone as delicate as you...you keep playing with fire, sweetheart."

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