Chapter 21: Remember That Night?

"You don't have to react to this, Scarlet," he said in a calm voice, "It is not like your feelings matter."

I felt the air hitching up in my lungs at his sharp words. I know he had been cruel to me before, but this seemed to be nasty. Yeah, he did hurt me physically and words don't go beyond that— but it just felt like he left the last speck of humanity he had. He didn't even care to show that he cared at all. He made it clear what I meant to him and somehow, that made me lose all hope I had.

He exhaled heavily. I just looked down, trying to breathe normally.

"Scarlet, you know what?" He stepped away from me— thankfully— and said in a low voice. "I liked you. I really did, but you just get on my nerves so much."

"Y-yeah?" I looked up. "And how do I do that?"

"You lie to me. A lot."

"I lie?" I couldn't help but chuckle in sarcasm.

"Yes. You met Max that day, and I will never forgive you for that. When you were aware—"