Ryan
Elena has refused to pick up my calls and neither calls back because I have called her a hundred times and she picks none!
Why is she giving me this attitude? All because of Daniel? What is she trying to imply? Since the day Daniel took a photo of her kissing, she has refused to speak to me and not even a single text from her to me.
I have been trying to avoid Daniel and his pathetic fuck-boy face. Whenever his eyes meet mine, a wild grin comes up his face as if he is competing with me on her.
And you know what the annoying part is? That she’s complying with whatever he says. The fucking boy kissed her and sent the picture to me.
Maybe the fuel in my anger shouldn’t have come this wild if she had responded to my text or pick my calls, if not returned the fucking calls I gave her!
I’m at the bar, away from the crowd. I’m drinking out my insanity as I yell out by myself and maybe to myself as well. Smashing my hands on the bar. I drink a bottle and throw it down the sway bar to crash.
I had promised not to touch her and damn I wouldn’t. I want nothing to push me to that extent, this is not fucking sane because I feel like I’m being pushed hard to the wall.
The last time I saw her in the hallway in school, she didn’t bother to look at me twice nor did she tell me where she was heading to. I know I was a little furious at her at that moment but she should have told me and I would have gone with her instead of Daniel!
That was that bastard who had the nerve to kiss her lips and take a shot of it then sent it to me. I almost crashed the phone in my bare bloody hands when I saw it.
I have been trying to caution against my jealousy but this is out of bound. Daniel is stepping on my fucking toes. He is getting under my skin.
I take another glass after smashing that one on the ground. Everyone is celebrating and I feel like I’m missing something. Isn’t Elen coming? Doesn’t she know today is the Quads’ birthday?
I pour some more drink into my glass and downs it all at once like a guy who has just received a breakup call from his girlfriend.
I feel the edges of my eyes being pricked by some tears coming from my eyes. I must have taken too much hot drink that it hurts my brain and my eyes are reacting to the action.
I have to leave the bar and join the seniors dancing in the centre of the room as the music goes louder and hotter.
I sway off the seat and stumble on the ground, I didn’t drink too much but I can tell the few bottles I took are shaking my whole body. But don’t worry, I can manage. I got this.
My feet feel heavy as I struggle to join them in dancing. As I drag my feet forward, I see her… I see Elen. I blink my eyes a couple of times as i fight my lips to open to call her but she gets engulfed into the crowd.
” Elen!” I shout her name, as I try to go after her. She is wearing a blue short gown, that made her back open and her red hair doesn’t seem like her original red colour, looks like she added some colour to make it dull a bit.
She wore white heels, and that’s how I saw her running into the crowd. The mansion is big and since the entire room is occupied, you can barely find whoever you are looking for.
When I screamed her name, I thought she would hear me and turn around to see me but she continues to go into the crowd. I can’t continue to take this shit, she needs to speak to me whether she likes it or not.
I follow after her and I catch sight of her exposed back and her dull red hair flipping sideways. ” Elen stop,” I call out, but she walks fast. Faster.
I hasten my steps as I am a little closer to her but she doesn’t turn her back to respond. Is she fucking ignoring me? I continue to run after her but again I lost her in the hundred of students occupying the space in my house and can’t fucking figure out where she has gone to.
I take in the path she was running to, I feel like I’m getting myself back after the few shots of alcohol.
I follow that direction and the endpoint is eventually going upstairs through the staircase by the right. I suppose she must have passed that way so I jump into the stairs and begin to run up, taking two stairs at a time.
I land in the hallway and I suddenly find Daniel pinning someone against the wall and there’s this muffled sound coming from her lips.
I haven’t vividly seen the girl until I spot the colour of the dress she is wearing and the white heels she is wearing.
” Elen!” I shriek out, causing Daniel to face me when he has his dick glued to her ass from behind. He doesn’t let her face him, he just does whatever he is doing with her from behind. Including digging his fucking finger into her wet legs.
He gives me this annoying smirk and a ‘fuck you ‘ finger to my face. I swear I didn’t think it twice or look at him twice before jumping into him and fucking hitting his face out till it was covered with blood.
She screams and runs downstairs. Maybe she ran to call others to come to separate us, but I don’t think that will work because we are ready to kill ourselves right here and now and he knows it. He knows how much he has been pissing me off and he knows how much I have been meaning to blow his fucking head off.
Maybe I was right about my guess this time because they are suddenly climbing up the stairs to come to separate us but I don’t see her anymore.
I try to find her in the crowd when Daniel comes up on his feet and smashed the flower vessel on my head. Even though I was able to prevent the attack with my hands, I got a little deep cut on the right side of my face. I run my hands into my black hair as the blood ooze down to my cheek.
I growl. A loud growl making the people suddenly move aside from us. Maybe this is the first time I will be using my crawls on my brother. I summon my crawls and give him a fucking tear on the side of his arms.
Everyone is screaming.
Everyone is scared.
Everyone is running out of the house. The party is over but not this fight.
” Arghhhh!!” it’s his turn to growl, I don’t see his white teeth anymore it is covered with blood even though his arm is bleeding and my face is covered with blood because of the cut.
He stinks out his crawls to real fight me this time and I’m damn ready for him. He growls as he runs towards me to hurt me with his crawls, when someone suddenly attacked him by jumping on him, pinning him to the ground instantly.
” What is fucking wrong with the two of you!?” he growls to his face. Darius is furious as he had him fucking pinned but his angry eyes are directed at me.
” You two are fighting on our birthday night? How foolish are you?” he curses. Even though he growls at us, my breathing is heavy and I’m not satisfied with the fight yet. I can’t seem to forget what happened a few minutes ago. How he pinned and captured her and begin to fuck her. How she heard me and never responded, and continued to run away from me as if I was her number one enemy.
And I’m sure she must have seen me but she was fucking running away to meet this fuckboy. Was she trying to mess with me?
I sigh heavily. My breathing is still hard as I let my anger quench for now. Everyone left and she fucking left too. Damn it!
Daniel calms down but he is bleeding. Darius releases him from his grip and assists him up to his room to wash off the blood and get himself treated.
The cut on my face isn’t that severe. I just need to wash off the blood as well and plaster the cut. I’m fuming in rage that she ignored me and that she has refused to pick up my calls or call me back!
I ain’t gonna let this slide, I will do something about it and show Daniel what it means to compete with me.