Chapter 42: Chapter 42

I flinched and quickly shrank away from him. His words were hurting me. This hurts more than what he said which made me hit him on the face.

I looked into his eyes. I regretted not avoiding his intense eye contact. His bright green eyes were burning with anger. I hated to see that kind of expression. I hated it more that I was the cause. He was irritated by my presence.

My lips trembled badly. I thought of leaving his house and going back to school. But, I was already here. I should not give up. I should take care of my mess. I needed to get my man back. I swallowed hard and I moved closer to him.

I nibbled on my bottom lip. "Romeo," I said gently.

"Why the heck are you so stubborn? Listen to me and leave this damn house." Romeo snapped at me, pounding his fist on the table.

"You can do this, Ivy. Don't be freaked out by his voice. You can do it." I said to myself, my hands tightening into fists.

Romeo stood up from where he was sitting and walked over to his bed. He slumped on his king sized bed, facing the wall. I watched as he took his phone from the bedside table and began operating the phone. He was acting as if he was not aware of my presence in his room.

Silence reigned in the room for a few minutes before Romeo broke the uncomfortable silence.

"Leave, Ivy." He uttered.

"I am not leaving your house until you forgive me, Romeo." I blurted out.

Romeo threaded a hand through his jet black hair making it look messy. He turned to face me."Look, I don't have a problem with you. I just need a fûcking space. I don't want to talk to you or anyone." He barked.

"I won't leave. I will wait here till you're ready to talk." I told him.

"You are a pest," Romeo muttered, picking his words one after the other. "You will get tired soon."

He gave a bitter laugh and turned his face away, directing his attention to whatever he was doing on his phone.

I sighed. I wouldn't give up, no matter what he does or how long he ignores me. I wouldn't let anything get to me. He must be thinking that I would get tired of waiting and leave. I would surely disappoint him by staying here, till he was ready to talk.

My legs hurt from standing for too long. I walked over to his study area and sat down on the chair. I laid my head on the table and squeezed my eyes shut.

I thought he would protest, but he didn't say anything. He was giving me the silent treatment too. Let's see who gets tired first.

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ROMEO

I let out a hiss and I dropped my phone on the bedside table. I was tired of chatting with the hot chick from Genius High.

The conversation between us was going smoothly until she told me she would like to spend the night with me. No, I didn't want that. She was hot and beautiful. But, I didn't want her. I wasn't interested in sleeping with her. I was only chatting with her to kill boredom and also ignore Ivy.

Maybe, I should just accept the chick's offer. It has been a long time since I got laid. I needed to fuck someone. I needed to take out all my pains and frustrations on a bitch.

But, I couldn't bring myself to say "yes" to the chick's request. I knew the reason I couldn't do that.

It was all because of this girl in my room right now. It was because of Ivy. I haven't had sex ever since I started dating her. I didn't have the balls to do that. I couldn't cheat on her. I didn't want to break her trust. I wanted her to trust me with everything in the world. Funny how I even failed in making her trust me, despite being honest with her.

Why was it so hard for her to trust me? I agreed not to request for sex and wait till she was ready, yet she didn't trust me. Why would she think I had something going on with Charlotte? Why was Ivy stupid?

Damn! The bitch even slapped me. She was the first girl who would ever hit me on my face. My mother had never done that before and she will never attempt to slap me.

"God! I don't think I can ever understand girls. Relationships aren't meant for you, Romeo." I said to myself.

I got up from the bed and I went outside, without sparing Ivy a glance. She was already asleep. What a clown! I thought she was here to make me forgive her.

I walked to the living room and slumped on my favorite couch. I needed to think. I didn't like being in the same room with Ivy. How could I think properly, when a huge part of my mind was thinking of pulling her closer to me and running my hands all over her delicate body?

I moaned in frustration and instantly cursed my dick for springing into action.

Idiot! I didn't want to have a boner just from imaginations. I was finished for Ivy. No wonder, I couldn't even sleep with anyone else. I was only craving Ivy. Just her.

I shrugged off the stupid thoughts about sex and Ivy. I needed to think about something more serious. About my damn life. About my fucked up family.

I swallowed a gulp down my throat. I had to break up with Ivy. It would be better for me to end my relationship with her. I didn't want her to get into my life. I wouldn't be able to get her off my back. Our relationship and my love for her was getting deeper. I didn't want to break her heart. Fuck, I couldn't bear to see her shed tears because of me.

Ivy might think I was pissed off with her because she slapped me. Little did she know that I was mad at myself, my fûcking father and my sad life. Well, I was pissed off with her too. I hated that she didn't trust me and she acted like a kid. But, I got rid of the anger from monday.

I drew in a long breath. Perhaps, it would be better to end this damn relationship. The earlier, the better. I had a lot going on with me. I was in a mess. My life has been a mess, anyway.

Also, the stupid dare. I shouldn't have accepted the dare. Why would I be so selfish and immature? I took the dare, just because I wanted to prove I was a man. I accepted to hurt the girl I love.

What have you done, Romeo Sparks? I hated myself.