“Get in the fucking car Leah”.
He followed me?
“No”. I glared. I didn’t want to be near him right now. I was very much still in bitch mode. A side I rarely let out but it was there.
“Don’t make me ask you again”. His teeth were clenched, his eyes falling into slits.
He was angry, good. Now he knew I wasn’t fucking around and I meant was I said.
“I need time to myself”. I said.
“You’re being ridiculous princess. All that shit back there, what the fuck was that all about?”.
“Because I’m fucking sick of it”. I yelled. “Girls always ranting and raving about how good you are in bed. How do you think that makes me feel? The insults the sly comments. I’ve fucking had it”. Angrily wiping the tears from my cheeks I held my hands up and took a step back. I didn’t want him near me.
“Everyone has a past Leah”.
“What about Sarah, she didn’t look like your past”.
“They’re all my past Leah. You’re my mate, no one else matters. Now please get in the car”.
“I still need some time to think. I’m going to walk home”.
“Don’t do this”. He begged.
“I want to be on my own for a bit, I need some space”. I was sick of always being nice Leah, Leah the pushover, always seeing the good in people. If he wanted me then he could earn me.
“You’re mine Leah”. He said as I started to walk away. “You’ll always be mine. I won’t stop until I have you”.
This time he didn’t follow me. It took me a good hour to get home. My feet were throbbing, my eyes stinging from crying. My emotions were all over the place because of my damn period, but I needed to say what I said. He needs to know that if I was his then he was mine.
Lana was home, her car parked in the driveway. Opening my front door I groaned internally when I heard the voices.
Pete was here.
Dropping my bag on the floor I kicked off my shoes and walked into the living room.
“Hey girl”. She smiled.
“Hey”. I hoped she didn’t noticed how red and puffy my eyes were. “How was your first day?”. I asked.
“Was good I think I’ll like it there. Did you go to your appointment?”. Pete still hadn’t said one word to me. Probably told not to.
“Hands healing perfectly. Are you coming to the game tonight?”. Heading into the kitchen I took a bottle of water from the fridge.
“I think we’re going to skip. Are you going with Jake?”. She asked.
“I haven’t seen crazy Leah in ages. Pretty sad I missed it”. She laughed.
“I’m just not sure I can trust him”. I shrugged.
“What happened?”.
“We went for food, a girl approached like they always do. Long story short, he knew her like really knew her and I just got a bad feeling. Letting her paw her grubbing hands over him, calling him babe”.
“Think he’s been with her since yous starting talking?”. She asked.
“No idea”. I could be and probably was jumping to conclusions. “I’m not even sure we’re still talking after today”.
“Yeah right that boys crazy about you”…
“Maybe not after he saw the side I keep locked away”. I winced.
“I like that side. Bitchy Leah is way more fun”. She winked. “She doesn’t let anyone walk over her, I’m surprised you never decked the bitch that touched him”.
“Shut up”. I laughed.
“I wouldn’t worry it’ll all work out the way it’s suppose to. Take a night off and go have fun. He knows your worth”.
I guess I just needed to wait and see how it all panned out.
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