chapter 10

Summer’s POV 

Did I hear wrong? My mom moved my things? Without informing me? When?

Before I could ask more questions he was already out of the cafeteria, my throat went dry and my head was ringing with unease. I understand my mother was money driven but to the extent of moving on so fast without bothering to carry me along? It tore my heart to shreds, even though I was her literal nightmare, I still deserved some update rather than being told later on.

unsure what to do, I went about my day, I could figure it all out later. I had lost my appetite and made my way out of the cafeteria, walking towards the classroom, hoping to escape the hoards of students in the hallway.

“Summer.” I heard Ashton call my name, I froze, it snapped something on me, the nostalgic feeling of having him around, I turned around, my eyes dancing around the almost quiet hallway until I finally caught sight of him. I scrunched my face into a frown. “What do you want?”

He riled his eyes , hands shoved in his pocket as he strode towards me  like he hadn’t insulted me a few days ago, I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t walk away, it was as though he could contribute body with just his voice. He was the first guy I loved with and he had brutally betrayed me that having him stand this close to me could make me cry.

I put on a fierce composure, hands folded, eyes glaring and feet tapping impatiently. “What the hell do you want?”

He sighed, hesitant to say but finally spoke. “I’m really sorry, I wasn’t thinking when it happened, please-“

“It’s over Ashton, you hurt me so move on from it.” I sighed, turning around to walk away, he stepped forward, blocking my path in two long strides.

“We can still make it up, I wasn’t thinking straight and was drunk at the party, you didn’t give me the chance to apologize and you ended up with him, did you even consider my feelings?” He blurted out audaciously, I remained mute in shock, eyes boring into his as he continued to speak of how much I had hurt him by moving on.

Not wanting to hear further, I turned around to leave again, she placed his hand in front of me, stopping me. “At least say something.”

“What is there to say?” I snarled. “You humiliated me  and thought you could just come back like nothing happened? I don’t want to have anything to do with you so you can scram off!” Slapping his hand off, I continued to walk away, I felt a painful sting in my chest, I still hadn’t completely moved on from him, I could tell a part of me still loved him and yet I have to force this decision on myself.

“You think he liked you? He’s only using you! He doesn’t feel one bit about you, you’re just a toy he’s going to toss away when he’s tired.” He called out.

I stopped, turning around to look at him. “It’s the same thing you had done to me.” I nodded my head, trying hard not to look like a wimp, it took everything within me not to break down. “I don’t care if he does the same,  the difference is that you’re going to watch me and yearn for me, but there would be nothing for you.” I forced a smile on my lips. “So fuck off and watch him treat me how a man really should treat his girl.” I turned and continued to walk away.

Heavy footsteps could be heard behind me, I could feel my heart racing and my blood getting cold, I knew it was him but I refused to turn back, I felt a shrill air up my neck and once I decided to look back, I felt a sharp sting on my cheeks. He hand held my cheek tightly, eyes red with anger as he shoved me into the locker. I winced in pain , my eyes teary.

“Don’t you dare walk out on me! You do what I tell you, okay?” Ashton snapped.

“Get the hell away from me..” I forced the words from my mouth, trying to break free but his hold was tight and my struggle nearly pointless.

“You fucking bitch! You think you could get away with this? Who knows how many guys you’ve fucked behind my back huh?”

“What the hell are you saying! Trying to put your shitty behavior on me? How pathetic!” I scoffed, my legs were getting weak and my hands weak from struggling, I silently prayed someone would see us and at least call the teachers to help me out… just this one r.

“You still want to act cocky huh?” He clenched his jaw, let go of my cheeks and dragged me into the male bathroom, locking the door behind, fear gripped me as I staggered for support, leaning on one of the stalls door and turned to look at him.

He stood close to me, towering over me with a smirk. “I’m going to teach you a lesson not to mess with me, Summer.” The little warmth in his eyes drained off instantly, pinning me to the ground, he slapped me and in my pain forced a pull into my mouth, I coughed out hard trying to get it out but it was already late, I had swallowed it and I didn’t know what the hell he had given to me.

“Now for my favorite part.” He pinned my hands above my head while taking off his belt, I was desperately trying to find a way to get the hell out of here, I couldn’t let him do this to me.

I breathed heavily, tears running down my cheeks, thrashing around was pointless, this guy was way stronger than my skinny self and I hated myself for that. “I’ll show you what a lowly omega like you truly deserves.”

Lifting my skirt up I let out a piercing scream.

The door barged open almost immediately, tearing down the locks. “You fucking bastard!” Trey roared and without hesitating punched him hard.

How did he get here?