Chapter 3 I hate you

• Eve
• I cautiously make my way over and turn him over to inspect his head for damage. To my surprise he looks to be about my age with a pretty face. I thought he would be older from the way he sounds earlier. Beautiful actually; symmetrical chin, high cheek bone, fair skin, and perfect lips. Is a student here?
• I did a full inspection of his head. The area around his eyes starts turning purple and blue. I scoff, he deserves that. Other than that, no blood and still breathing. Great, I didn't accidentally murder him.
• I got up and starts to brush all the dirt and dust off. Suddenly, I was grab by the wrist and drag down. Luckily, I had great reflex; I had my knees bent before I land on top of him. Unlucky for him my knees hit the bull eyes: his crotch. I hear a pop from that.
• I got off him as quickly as I can and regret every once of concern that I had from him from earlier. The guy groan in pain with his hand over is weak spot, muttering curse under his breath.
• “What the fuck You do that for?”
• “You ask for it, I’m simply giving to you.” I answer, with a satisfied smirk. He stands up and walk toward me.
• “Not another step or you will regret it.” I warn, sternly. He raise his hand to surrender.
• I scoff and stats going through my bag for my phone, but it is dead. Ugh! Can this day get any worst. I took a deep breath to calm myself down.
• I plop down on a clearing by my bag and the guy did the same. I’m not interested in trying to get to know him and the more I look at him, the more he reminds me of my dad. So, I hate him.
• We sit in silent and before I knew it, the sun is setting. It was dark by now, which make me wonder how long have I been stuck here for? Will my mom be worried? Heh, worry, you wish. I laugh internally at myself. At this point I don't think she conscious enough remember that I exist.
• I turn his way and our eyes met for the first time today. Oddly enough, I was mesmerize. He had bright blue eyes, which seems to glow in the dark. He did one of those charming devil smirks, which looks gorgeous on him.
• What the fuck! I turn away, realizing that I had stare for a few second to long. I continue to stare into the darkness, minding my own business when he broke the silence.
• “We had to get out of here.” He gets on his feet, which earn a glared from me.
• “How?”
• “I remember, someone had broken that wall and attempt to fixed it by nailing piece of wood loosely over it. We could use this an exit to get out of here.” He said point to the wall on my right.
• “And you tell me this now.” I scowls. He could’ve told me hours ago.
• “What? I just remember.” He shrugs and makes his way over to the wall.
• We move some of the stuff out of the way and there it is, the exit. He pushed the piece of wood out and it came off like a dead twig falling off a tree.
• “Whoever try to fix this fail miserably.” I commented earning a chuckle from the man next to me. I laugh quietly too.
• By the time we got out it is dark. The sun is long gone that streetlamps were on, lighting up the sidewalk. As we make our way to the school gate, we were stop by the security guard.
• “What are you kids doing here at this hour… Chris, is that you? I see you are at it again.” I give him a quizzical look.
• “It must be fun doing it at school, huh?” I pause for a second to process what he just said.
• Then it hit me, he thought we were out here having sex. And from the way he put it, this is not the first time. Pretty boy likes to play hookies at school. Man-whore!
• I swear if I weren’t tired already, I would smack the hell out of the guy. I open my mouth to refute but was interrupt by the boy next to me.
• “We are so sorry. We got carried away, next time we will make it shorter.” he said with a classic devilish smile.
• “That is not...tr...” I try to deny it, but he covers my mouth and drag me away. Once outside, I shake off his hand and gave him the 'I hate you' glare.
• “What you do that for!? You know that not true.” I asks, angrily.
• “Hey, If I didn't say that I will never hear the end of it, ok.” He said nonchalantly.
• “I don't understand, how will this affect you?” Now, I am more confused with his word.
• “I got a reputation to keep, if people found out that I was alone with a girl for hours and nothing happen, I can see how annoying thing going to get for me. You would not understand.” My jaw drops all the way to the floor. Can you believe this guy.
• “Oh my god, so you are saying you have a reputation of being a man-whore and you took too much pride in it, to let other find out that there is nothing happen between us.” I was livid but this guy look at me like he didn’t just tell a lie. FYI, I hate lies. Especially, lies with a man-whore like him.
• “God, what is wrong with you? Have you thought about how that make me look. You care about your reputation but not mine!!” I was angry. How could someone be so narcissistic? I smack my lips together and breath heavily.
• “You know what, I was starting to feel guilty that I knock you out back there. But now I'm not anymore and guess what?” I pause.
• “What?” he asks, oblivious to what I was about to do next. “Here another one!” *PUNCH!!* I punch him, and he fell to the ground. “I HATE YOU! IDIOT!!!" I yell in his face, kick him again before storming off.
• I reach my house around 10 PM. The pungent alcohol smell hit the second the front doors open, and I gag. Once inside, I could make out my mother lying face down on the floor. I made my way over and tap on her shoulder.
• “Mom, wake up go sleep in your room.” She groan, brushing me off.
• “Stop bothering me.” She scowls at me then fall asleep again. I was drained at this moment and if she fine with that floor then who am I to force her to move.
• I went upstairs and hop in the shower to wash away the stress of the day. I sat in the shower for about 15 minutes, reminiscing about what had occurred today.
• I could not help but feel angry at him. I have grown up witnessing my father cheating on my mother for the past 12 years. But he got away with it every time by lying. That is why I hate lies and liar.
• What Chris (got it from the guard earlier) did just reminded me of why I hate people like him. We haven't done the proper introduction, but that doesn't matter. I wasn't interest to get to know him before and now I'm just going to pretend he doesn't exist.
• After the wonderful shower, I plop down on my bed and relish the soft and warm mattress. I'm going to go to bed and forget that all of this ever happen.