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Damn These Boys!

“Uh I never thought that you would actually call me, so I didn’t have anything planned but how about I take you to the movies this Friday?” he asked hopefully. Denise rolled her eyes from beside me probably unimpressed by his confession and lack of smooth talk. It seemed like he was not very experienced in talking to girls and getting their attention which is odd because he looked very cute. If I wasn’t on a mission to hurt boys, I might have given him a chance. “Friday works fine for me. I’ll send you my address so that you can come pick me up.” Now that the deal was made, I had no longer any interest in talking to him. I had already entertained him for way long and although it was fun while it lasted, I had places to be and people to meet. *************** Scarlet has finally lost all trust in guys after getting her heart broken many times. She has had enough now and seeks revenge against all the boys. But revenge is never easy and more so if it is done impulsively. She is inviting drama and disaster in her life while playing with love and hatred. She is playing with fire that is, the people's emotions which will slowly burn her but it doesn't scare her a bit. She has devised a plan and intends to go through with it but is she as heartless as she expects herself to be? She believes her plan to be foolproof but will everything really go her way? And where will this revenge lead her? So, let's see if she emerges a winner in this game of love and revenge. *************** If you have reached so far then I hope you'll read it too.

Illustris · Urban
Not enough ratings
82 Chs

Chapter 56:“You promise you won’t run away?”

Pushing past a couple who gave me a dirty look I shouted out an apology but didn’t turn back to look at them. People were glaring at me while some even cussed out loud as I strode past them straight to Andrew.

He was leaning against the bar with a drink in his hand laughing away at something the bartender had told him. He looked fresh and happy contrary to how I had imagined him to be. Of course, that doesn’t mean that I would have liked him to be depressed in fact it lessens my guilt somewhat that even after I broke his heart, he is still in a better position than I am.

As I grew closer, I could make out that he was in a different attire than what he usually wore. Rugged and torn denim wasn’t his usual clothing and neither was the thick chain around his neck. If it wasn’t for his face that came into my view, I would never have guessed that it was Andrew standing there.