The Bad Girls' Good Boy(BWWM)

Chapter 10

I was so caught up in my anger and didn't even see some dude, which I assume is Aaron, standing beside her. Pushing her aside, he sneered at me. "Hey, you don't get to talk to my girlfriend like that. So shut up because I'm not above hitting a girl, especially one like you." Now we were attracting attention.

Oh no he didn't. Getting all up in his face I spat angrily, "Who the fuck do you think you are that you can talk to me like that? I'll beat your ass so badly daddy's money couldn't fix it."

"You couldn't, because I'm superior to you. Why don't you, I don't know, go pick some cotton or something? Make yourself of use?"

Usually I would just laugh and walk away because I don't waste time on ignorant people, they don't deserve my time. But I already wanted to let out my anger on something. Before I could reply, he put his hand around my throat and slapped me across my face. Head butting him, I wriggled out of his hold.

Without even thinking twice, I roundhouse kicked him the face.

All I could see was red. Straddling his waist, I punched him repeatedly. Amanda tried to get me off of him by pulling my hair but I wasn't having it. Throwing my elbow back, I heard it connect with something, her nose I hoped.

Giving my attention back to Aaron, or rather his face; heard a bone crack, but oh no, I didn't stop there. I didn't stop when I felt my knuckles split, I didn't stop when I heard Ava telling me to.

I stopped when I felt and smelled a very familiar person wrap their hands around my body from behind, caging me completely. "Let me the fuck go, Alexander!" I screamed. Despite my thrashing, he held on to me tighter. When we were locked in an empty classroom, he let me go.

Turning to him I shouted, "I told you to stay away, why did you do that?"

"What did you want to do, kill him? You'd get in trouble, Neph," he argued back.

"Then you should have let me Alexander. We are no longer a couple, so stay out if my life," and the minute I said that he broke down.

"You don't mean that."

"Of course I do or I wouldn't have said it."

"But you said you loved me. You promised you won't hurt me." Clenching my jaw angrily, I replied. "And you said you wouldn't lie, but here we are." I blinked rapidly, not allowing the tears to fall. Technically, he didn't lie; he didn't tell the truth either. Without giving him a chance to continue, I walked out the door.

After patching up my knuckles and my lip at the nurse, I was called to the principals office. Amanda and Aaron were there too. Interlocking his hands on the table, Mr. Lipschitz spoke angrily. "There is a no violence rule at this school, Ms. Micheals."

Laughing coldly, I responded, "Oh, so I'm the only one getting blamed. What about your precious quarterback and his lap dog?"

He looked at Aaron, then at me, sweating heavily. "W-well you broke his nose, and injured Ms. Beaumont's face." Judging by the way he kept glancing at Aaron before he spoke, I'm assuming that the rumour about his dad is funding the school true. And he doesn't want to lose that.

"So are we going to skip the part where he slapped and choked me? Or when he told me that, and I quote, 'I should go pick some cotton'. So we're just gonna ignore that? What a fair principal you are," I scoffed.

"We cannot control his actions, but you can control your reaction. I'm sorry Miss, there us nothing I can d-"

"Bullshit!" I raised my voice.

"Is this what your school stands for? For a while I was starting to look up to this school, I can assure the little respect I had is gone. Screw you, Shit Lips." As I walked out I made eye contact with tweedle dee and tweedle dum. Putting my hand across my throat, I made a slashing movement. Seeing the terrified look on their faces; it was safe to they wouldn't bother me again.

I walked straight to the dorms, into my room and into the shower. Unable the hold it in any more, I slid down to the ground, sobbing my eyes out. I let out everything, my pain, my anger and just sat their under the shower for about twenty minutes. I felt slightly better.

Seeing my fingers become pruney, I got up and actually showered. After, I went into my drawer for something to wear, when I saw a familiar white shirt.

I had invited Xander over for movie night. I had purposefully worn a short shorts and a lace top to tease him. Stretching over Xander to reach for the popcorn, my breast had brushed his hand.

Completely surprised, he accidentally spilled the soda on his shirt. "I-I sorry. L-let me clean that up." Chuckling lightly I whispered, "You are so clumsy. Take your shirt off." He did what I said but not before asking what I'm gonna do with it." Rolling it up, I scored in the laundry basket. Turning to him with a soft smile and running a finger up his chest, I replied, "Well I'm gonna keep baby."

Smiling sadly as I recalled that night, I put it over my head and snuggled with my pillow; wishing it was a certain someone else. That night when I fell asleep, Xander's face was the only thing occupying my dreams.