TOXIC PASSIONS

Chapter 1

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THE BREAK UP
My phone rang, Anastasia Wood’s number flushed on the screen. I stared at it, my heart beating with irrevocable anticipation. Without thinking twice, I picked it up.

“Hello,” I quivered.

“Cut the crap bitch, if I were you, I would check my WhatsApp messages right now.” She tattled and proceeded to hang up. Butterflies were dancing in the pit of my stomach. Heat creeped up on my cheeks and I was sure they flushed red. What is the worst that could have happened after I left the party?

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“Freya, you can’t miss this, I mean, everyone is going,” My best friend Rosette Foster echoed.

“You know I can’t possibly go to that party, I have a lot of assignments that need my attention,” I huffed.

“Come on, we are in campus and we are supposed to have fun,” She insisted pinching my arm playfully.

“I don’t know about that, besides, Jax has not asked me to accompany him there yet.” I bellowed as I held my Biology Atlas and few other books close to my chest.

“You can always tag along, what are friends for,” She mumbled.

“Sebastian will not like that.” I kept on opposing. Being a freshman was kind of draining and going for night parties was not my cup of tea.

“Please,” She gave me a puppy face and I struggled not to fall for it but then I fell too hard for it.

“I will see into that,” I promised and pulled out my car keys from the pocket of my sweatpants.

“Don’t come dressed like that,” She pointed with a grin.

“Like what?” I shrugged throwing the books at the backseat.

“Like an old granny,” She hissed and I rolled my eyes. Sweats are very comfortable and she should know better than that.

“I will have to borrow your dress then,” I begged knowing so well that ninety percent of my clothes are sweatpants and t-shirts.

“No biggie,”

“Thank you,” I graced myself with a yellow smile.

“Bye Freya,” She sauntered away as I slid into the driver’s seat.

I wanted to drive to my apartment in the city uptown but then I saw my boyfriend Jax talking to the school’s most popular girl and that is none other than Anastasia who was always accompanied with her two besties, Skye and Shelby. Everyone in Riverside High knew how mean they are so we hated them like venom.

Seeing Jax with them just made me boil with anger and I took the initiative to confront them. That squad could do anything for fun and now that my boyfriend was the new Quarter back, I never wanted him to be snatched away from me. Not after we had dated for a year and a half which was marked by making lots of memories.

“Hey guys,” I walked to them and interlocked my hands with Jax’s. They rolled their eyes but I did not even care. Jax loved me and it is such a shame that they would think that he would just leave me and end up with one of them. I had to show it to their faces that I was his girl.

“Stop playing yourself bitch, I wish you knew how he talks about you when he is with us,” Shelby smirked with her lips thinned.

“What do you mean by that?” I brushed her off knowing that she was just jealous.

“Tell her Jax, or we will tell her ourselves,” Skye added with her hands folded in front of her.

“What are they talking about?” I looked at Jax waiting for him to tell me what the bitches wanted to say. I never trusted them.

“I am sorry Freya,” He mumbled.

“Why?” I quivered giving him a blank stare.

“He asked me to accompany him to the party, so, I hope you know that this is a way of telling you that it is over between you two.” Anastacia scoffed playing with the loose ends of her pony tail.

“Tell me that all this is a lie,” I begged with tears forming at the slits of my eyes.

“Up you dressing baby girl, maybe someone can look at you twice,” Shelby tattled after they walked away leaving me on my own.

I never knew it was going to happen within a snap of a finger. I never for once thought that Jax, the man I loved since day one when everyone thought he was a loser could dump me and end up with the same ladies who picked on him a year ago. 

My knees suddenly become weak and I started hyperventilating. The pain was greater than a stab in the flesh and a crack in the bones. He shattered my heart like it was nothing and that made tears stream down my ruddy cheeks as I used every ounce of energy left to get to my car.

The stinging pain in my heart that dug deeper than swords would ever do never stopped as I drove slowly through the busy streets to my apartment. Jax was everything I had in this new town, the town that I chose to live so as to study at Riverside High. How was I going to live with the fact that he left me for some bitch?

Once I got home, my feeble self changed to comfortable cloths before I went to the kitchen to have something to munch on. My throat was dry and my throat tasted of bile and I just hated to go through that break up.
I loved him with all my heart and he was the one who took my virginity yet he had the nerves to do that to me. He should have known better or he should have just told me to up my dressing instead of using that to dump me.

I remembered of our old memories and I found myself holding tight to the teddy bear my mother gifted me when coming to Portland and cried my ass out. Couple of minutes passed as I kept on being in that worst state of mind but then I was distracted with a door bell ring.

I picked my broken self up and headed to get the door. I was not thinking clearly, all I wished for was for this feeling to go away.

However, that was almost impossible since I saw Jax Hughes standing on the doorway.