Chapter 33: Chapter 33

I rolled my eyes at Romeo, getting back to my previous position. I sat on the top of the closet. It was stupid, arguing with him while I was standing.

Romeo threaded a hand through his jet black hair, turning to face the mirror in the restroom."I don't know why girls are like this. Insatiable creatures. You have a guy who loves you with all his heart, yet you still cheat on him with a dïckhead. Why don't you tell me the reason you kissed Xander Cullen?" He barked.

I hissed."Maybe, you should tell me the reason you jumped to the conclusion that I kissed Xander. Do you think I am Romeo Sparks? Romeo Sparks, the man whore." I retorted.

"You shouldn't have kissed Xander." He muttered, picking his words one after the other."Honestly, you shouldn't have done that. Is there something you're not telling me? Do you love him or what?"

"I don't love Xander Cullen. Is it possible to love two guys at the same time?" I bombarded him with questions, filled with frustrations.

"Of course. Don't you know Ivy Young? The first person to fall deeply in love with two guys. She got into a relationship with one and still kissed the other. She is unique, right?" He said sarcastically

I shook my head, giving him a deadly glare."Look, I didn't kiss Xander, Romeo. He kissed me. It wasn't consensual. I didn't know he was about to kiss me. It was the day you told me to come over to the gym center. Remember I didn't meet you there, instead I saw Xander. We were just talking and he suddenly kissed me. I didn't want to tell you, because I knew you would surely act like this. Like an immature jerk." I abused him.

Romeo didn't say anything for a while but his gaze was fixed on me. He was staring at me intensely. Like, he was trying to detect whether I told him the truth or it was all lies.

"I..Ivy, are you telling the truth?" He stammered, still finding it hard to believe me.

My honey brown eyes bored into him. I couldn't help but roll my eyes. If I stayed with him for another minute, I might end up saying mean words to him. I had the ability to say the most hateful words ever. I should avoid that, or else Romeo might hate me forever.

Glancing at him for the last time, I hissed and walked out of his presence.

I was glad that he didn't bother to stop me from leaving the restroom. Another part of me was disappointed. He ought to stop me in order to apologize. He did some shits. I deserved a proper apology. Well, have I forgotten that my boyfriend was a dïckhead?

I went outside, away from the party chaos. This party was a huge disaster. This should be a sign that parties weren't meant for people like me. I would never attend a party again even if I would get paid for going to the party. I hated parties. I always ended up getting into a deep mess, anytime I attended parties.

I kissed Romeo at the first party I attended. That was the beginning of my dilemma, I guess.

Assuming I didn't go to the first party, I wouldn't have kissed Romeo Sparks. I would have saved my butt from all these problems. But, I am stuck now.

I knew what happened tonight wouldn't be the end of my relationship with Romeo. I was freaking sure of that. I didn't want the relationship to end too, especially over such a little misunderstanding. We would surely settle our differences, but I didn't know when that would happen. All I knew was that I wouldn't be the first person to make the move.

I sent a text to Joey, telling her that I was going to my house. She should come home, before mom gets home in the morning. I hope I will get a response from her before I leave the party. I didn't want her to cause a drama later. She might say that I ditched her, without even knowing what happened.

My phone beeped, snapping me out of my thoughts. I heaved a sigh of relief, it was a text from my best friend.

She said:

"Oh my goodness! You're going home when the party is just getting started. I know something has happened between you and your boyfriend. I'm enjoying the party right now, you will explain everything to me later. Stay safe, sweetheart."

I sighed. I had a problem.

"How will I get home?" I said loudly, talking to no one.

Joey drove us to this place with her car. I didn't know how to drive perfectly. I would have collected her car keys. Her boyfriend would give her a ride to my house tomorrow morning. That would have been better but damn, I didn't know how to handle a car.

What have I gotten into again? I didn't want to stay here anymore. I might faint or something. I need to go home as soon as possible. I need a ride.

I looked around. I couldn't see anyone who was probably going out. What the fück is this?

"Need a ride?"

I rolled my eyes."Fück off."

I didn't bother to turn. I already knew who asked the question. Who else had a voice that could make such an effect on my body? That handsome jerk.

"Let's talk. Please." Romeo whispered into my ears.

He had moved a few inches to me. The hairs on my back stood as I felt the warm touch of his breath.

I was so sensitive to everything about him. His voice. His touch.

I swallowed hard. I shouldn't give him the chance to have such an effect on him. I could do more than that. I was pissed off with him.

I spun around to look at him."I am stressed out and frustrated. Don't add to my pains. So, get lost!" I yelled at him.

"I am here to take away your pain." Romeo stated.

"You are a man whore, not a superhero." I retorted.

"I'm not a man whore but I can be a superhero. I promise I can be anything you want."

I let out a hiss."Why don't you take away Khloe's pains or Sharon's? You should be with them, not me." I told him.

All of a sudden, Romeo grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him, to the extent that my breasts were touching his chest. I didn't expect that move from him. I tried to break away from his hold, but his grip on my wrist was too tight. He was taking advantage of my weakness. Was it because he was stronger than me? I would start working out because of people like him.

Romeo's hand slid behind my neck and urged me forever, until our lips were almost touching. His forest green eyes bored into mine. I felt weak in my knees. I hated him for making me feel this way.

"I want to talk to you." He breathed.

"I don't want to talk to you." I blurted out, ignoring the effects he was having on me.

"Let me give you a ride then."

"So that, you can have the opportunity to talk to me, right? I don't need a ride from you."

"I think you don't want to be with me. I will tell one of my friends to give you a ride then."

"No." I snapped at him.

Romeo moved away from me, running his hand through his messy hair. My lashes fluttered. I was jealous of his hand. I should be the one doing that. It has been long since I touched his hair.

"I made a mistake. I shouldn't have engaged in a conversation with you. It was useless." Romeo said.

My brows drew together. What was he talking about? Before I could say "tat", Romeo carried me in bridal style, like I weighed nothing.

"What are you doing?" I barked at him.

I was alarmed. Romeo was indeed a jerk.

Deep down in my heart, I liked how he scooped me in his arms. I felt safe. I would have been disappointed and mad if he had let me be. But, he didn't. He won my heart again.

Romeo opened his car door. Only God knows how he did it, despite that I was in his arms. He dropped me on his car seat and leaned closer to me.

"Don't step out of this car." He warned me.

I frowned. Don't tell me Romeo Sparks thought he had the right to tell me what to do. I was the one who was supposed to order him around. He should be the one to follow my commands.

"What if I do?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

Romeo let out a sigh."Don't. Please." He pleaded.

"Good." I muttered under my breath.

I thought he wouldn't beg me and continue to act stubborn. Good for him. He knew I was the one in control.

"I didn't know you can be this edgy."

Romeo moved away from me and jumped down from the car.

He slammed the car door, giving me a scrutinizing gaze."I think I am in control now."

"What do you mean?" I probed.

Romeo didn't answer me. He entered the car and started the car engine. The car started moving off Ronald's compound.

The ride was silent, it seemed like both of us were battling with our thoughts.

I couldn't stop thinking about his last statement.

"I think I am in control now."

What did this dïckhead mean? Romeo might be up to something fishy. Well, he wouldn't hurt me. I was sure of that. But, I couldn't help but think about what was going on in his mind.

I stole a quick glance at him. His attention was focused on the car he was driving. He didn't spare me a glance. I noticed the little smile on his face. What was wrong with him?

I scoffed. Romeo shouldn't try anything funny with me. I have had enough for today. We still had a pending issue.

I jerked my head towards the direction of the car window. It dawned on me that we were passing the wrong route. There was no shortcut to my house hence we were moving in the wrong direction.

I turned to Romeo. "This is not the way to my house." I blurted out.

"I know."

My eyes widened. He didn't turn to stare at me, not even for a few seconds. He knew what he was doing, he was definitely up to something.

"Where are we going?" I questioned him.

"My house."

Mortified, I asked. "To do what?"

A corner of his mouth curled, giving a lopsided smile. "Things couples do." He uttered.