Chapter 40: Chapter 40

I was supposed to walk away, without sparing my boyfriend and Charlotte a last glance. I ought to leave the lecture room instantly, without even announcing my presence in the room to them. But, I remained there. I stood there, just staring at them with a blank look on my face.

My hands tightened into fists. They didn't even realize that someone was in the room with them. How could a hug be so intense? I should leave, instead of burning with rage. I should leave, instead of just standing there having the thought of smashing their head with a bottle. Funny how I had turned violent just because I was in love with someone.

My subconscious was screaming at me to leave the lecture room instantly. But, I couldn't do that. It seemed like my feet were glued to the ground. I was overthinking. The thoughts in my head were killing me. What if the hug led to something serious? What if my boyfriend and this girl end up kissing? The kiss was already intense, it could lead to something else. Should I stop them? Should I let them keep enjoying the hot embrace?

"What are you doing here?" Charlotte's shaky voice snapped me out of my train of thoughts.

Obviously, Charlotte was the first person to notice my presence in the room. She was the one facing the direction where I was standing while my boyfriend faced the other side.

Romeo broke the hug instantly and turned. A line appeared between his brows when our eyes met. He had a shocked look on his face. I expected that reaction from him. Annoying dickhead. He acted moody, like someone was wrong with him and came to the lecture room. He came here to hug a girl. Maybe they had kissed before I entered the room.

I let out a hiss. Thinking about both of them kissing was enough to stir up the wild child in me.

I watched as Charlotte adjusted her skirt and used her hand to smoothen her hair. She picked up her bag from a desk and faced my boyfriend. I felt like slapping her across the face. Why was she giving my boyfriend such a look? She was staring at him, like he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. I should be the one looking at Romeo in that way, not her.

I hissed once again, interrupting the intense stare between them. I hated how other girls being with my boyfriend could trigger me. I was never like this. But then, I was in love.

The main reason I was pissed off with him was him skipping lunch because of Charlotte. He didn't even tell me where he was going, he just strode off. If he had told me he was going to meet someone, I wouldn't be mad seeing him here. But, he acted weird. I should be suspicious.

Charlotte cleared her throat, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear. "I think I should be going home." She paused.

"Don't think. Go, bitch!" I almost shouted at her.

Charlotte continued."Romeo, will you call me later. I really need you with this shit."

"I will call you." Romeo muttered, shoving his hands into his pocket.

I could see that he was avoiding my gaze. I loved that I was capable of making him feel uneasy.

Charlotte beamed a little smile. A smile of satisfaction. With a final glance at him, she walked out of the lecture room.

"Finally!" I uttered.

I heaved a sigh of relief when she left the lecture room. I was sure she heard me but I didn't give a damn. I really hated the way she was staring at my boyfriend. She had nerves. Who the hell stares at people's boyfriend that way?

Silence reigned in the room. I crossed my arms over my chest, my eyes were fixed on my boyfriend. He was still avoiding my intense gaze. I could play the game too. I would keep staring at him without saying anything, till he breaks the uncomfortable silence. I must not let this go. I needed to know why he was here, with a girl.

Romeo took a deep breath. He finally met my gaze, his forest green eyes piercing into my honey brown eyes. Maybe he was tired of the numb battle with me.

"I don't like how you are staring at me, Ivy. So creepy," He blurted out.

I rolled my eyes at him. "But, you like when Charlotte stares at you. I know what you are doing, Romeo Sparks," I said sarcastically.

"Fuck! I am not doing anything, Ivy." He groaned.

I scoffed. "Why should I believe you?"

Romeo raked his fingers through his jet black hair, making his hair messy.

Don't tell me he was already feeling frustrated. Little did he know that I was just getting started.

He opened his mouth to say something. Before he could mutter a single word, I beat him to it.

My brows snapped together. "I hate when people lie to me. I hate when people pretend. Why can't you be truthful? Must you act like a jerk?" I queried.

"Shit!" Romeo cursed. "I also hate when people jump to conclusions. I hate when people analyze everything in their head and consider themselves right. I didn't lie to you, Ivy. I did not. Fuck, I didn't even tell you anything."

"That is it." I blurted out. "I am your girlfriend. You should tell me every fûcking thing. I always tell you everything. Even if I don't want to, you always force me to pry it out. Now, you can't tell me that you want to meet a girl in a lecture room. Is that how a responsible boyfriend behaves?"

"A responsible girlfriend doesn't run after her boyfriend too. You don't have to look for me. It is not as if I won't come back to you. " He retorted, holding up his hands.

"Yes. You will come back to me after hugging a girl. You might even kiss and fuck her. I don't mind, sweetheart." I barked at him.

Romeo frowned."Honestly, this is not you. Why are you acting like this, Ivy? Why would I sleep with Charlotte here? Charlotte and I had a pending issue and we need to solve it. She is going through a lot," He said.

"Both of you had a pending issue. An issue you can't tell your girlfriend. I never knew my boyfriend was a therapist. I believe you only run therapy for hot girls, not a goody two shoes like your girlfriend." I rambled.

Romeo lifted his shoulder in a half shrug. He began walking towards me.

"Chill, Ivy. I swear, I was planning to tell you." He uttered.

I shot him a deadly glare, looking up to him. He was standing close to him now. I could monitor his eye movement.

"I know it has to do with sex. You slept with her, right?" I questioned him, hoping that his answer wouldn't be a "yes".

His eyelids dropped." I - "

"Answer my question!" I snapped at him.

I didn't know why I was bent on hearing his answer, even though my heart was beating so fast and my palms were already sweaty. I knew his answer could make me relieved or shed tears.

Romeo nodded his head."I slept with her but - "

I shook my head in disgust, my lips were trembling badly.

I swallowed hard."You are nothing but a useless dickhead who can't control his dick. Male whore." I insulted him.

Romeo lifted his eyebrows, staring down at me."I have never been with a bitch who never listens to me. Fuck, I don't even explain myself to bitches. Why should I? I ignore them and they forget about it. I broke my fûcking rules. I'm always ready to explain everything to you. But, you turn out to be an ungrateful bitch. You always jump to stupid conclusions. I don't want to say this but I think I regret asking you to be my girlfriend. I should not have stoop too low to date a boring ass like - "

He couldn't complete his sentence. I slapped him across the face. I nibbled on my bottom lip, my eyes were flooded with tears. I shouldn't have done that but I couldn't help it. He was hurting me with his words. I summoned courage to look up at him.

His eyes flashed fire, they were burning with rage.

"Damn!" He uttered and walked out of my presence.