![]() Fucking bullshit! 'Cause guess what? I got played when I was tryin' to play her. ![]() All this 'make her fall in love' bullshit is just that. Challenge fucking happened.” I turn to look at him, and he flinches slightly at the venom in my tone. My fists clench at my sides, and I drop my head back, looking up at the ceiling. “Fuck off, Aston,” I hiss the words out between my grinding teeth. Of all the people I want to see right now. I reach my room, shove the door open, and slam it in his face. “Dude? What?” He throws his arms out and follows me up the second staircase. I grip the banister with a shaking hand and run up the stairs two at a time, my shoulder knocking into Aston as I pass him. I look up at him, my chest heaving as I try to control the bubbling emotions in my chest. “What the hell?” Aston's face appears at the top of the stairs. Anger is all I can let myself feel.īut anger at what? Her? Me? Anger because I fell? Anger because she played me like I should have her? ![]() I kick it shut behind me, seeing red everywhere. The door slams into the wall behind it, the noise rebounding off the walls of the hallway. “Fuck,” I mutter more quietly, pushing off of it and storming through the door. “Fuck!” I punch the wall outside the frat house and rest my head against it. ![]() I just know it was a big part of me – a big part of me that was all about her. I don't know what it is, and I can't think straight enough to even care what it is. Something in me shatters as I walk away from her. ![]()
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