Actions Speak Louder Than Words
MATURE CONTENT
ANGER SOURED THROUGH ME, he knew how kinda hearted Althea was and took advantage of that. He made her believe his lies, I ran out of the restaurant so I could have some time to think. It wasn't the most logical thing to do but I did it.
I ended up at some bar drinking water since I had to drive, though I yearned for something stronger.
"Hey, baby..." A middle-aged woman who smelled of men's cologne came next to me, "Why are you looking all sad? I can make your day better for only a few bucks" She gripped my arm and I shook her off ignoring her.
This somehow turned her on, even more, she came closer her breasts now in my line of vision.
"I'm a minor" I pulled a fake smile on my face and she huffed, "Really?"
"No" I stepped off the stool and entered back into the pouring rain, My phone kept ringing until I had turned it off. I needed to take care of my feelings. I was bound to snap someone and I don't want that person to be Althea. She'd be okay for a few hours without me, even though it hurt.
──── · ☆: *.☽ .*:☆゚.────
I had walked back to my dorm last night and instantly crashed on my bed out of exhaustion, I felt well-rested and the throbbing of my head came down. Now Thea could be able to explain everything to me without me storming out.
I showered and changed into a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, I turned on my phone again and checked my voicemails. About 10 of them were Altheas and my eyes stung before I rubbed them. I listened to the latest one.
I-I t-think I'm having a panic attack...please help me...I know you're mad at me but...please I n-need you
The click of my phone brought me back to life, I quickly slipped on the first pair of shoes I saw and raced out the door.
Fuck...I stressed her out to the point where she had a panic attack. Most people looked weirdly at me but I didn't pay attention to them. I nearly slipped many times but I didn't care. I needed to get to Althea. I wouldn't and would never forgive myself if something happened to her. She needed me and I wasn't there.
I couldn't lose another person that I loved. I reached her new dormitory building and pressed the elevator repeatedly hoping it would go faster. I entered it and pressed the second floor, once those doors open I ran to her door and banged on it.
Please let her be okay...please tell me she's okay.
The door opened slowly and her bright red eyes are what I attached my eyes to first, I pulled her limp arm and pulled her to my chest where she instantly started sobbing uncontrollably,
YOU ARE READING
𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 - ✓
Romance-𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤- "𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 '𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡?' 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚...