All Chapters of Never Having To Say I Do: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"For the record, I don't feel bad for you.""Why thank you Cash, I'd feel bad if you did, haha."My hands balled into fists.The last half hour walking alongside Mr. Richy-Rich had been the worst thirty minutes of my life. He just didn't know when to shut-up! From old childhood stories to teenage years overseas, I'd learned more about him than I'd ever known about anyone else! And I could give a shit about all those memories and happy moments in his life- I didn't want to know any of them in the first place and yet there he was, laughing and smiling fondly as he forced them onto me.He was driving me nuts."Well, I hope you get blisters." I shot back, my mouth curled into a tight scowl."Um, I'd be troubled if I did. Although I do hike a lot. I like to get my cardio in when I can so I'm pretty confident I won't."I grit my teeth, digging my nails deep into the fleshy palms of my hands.I couldn't understand him. I just couldn't.Every scorn-filled comment I shot his way was met with a

I couldn't believe what I was seeing.Hell, I couldn't believe what I was hearing!The things coming out of both these guys' mouths-'Don't touch... she's mine...''I don't think so, she can decide that for herself.'What the fuck was this, a cringy teen drama?!And who the hell did Asheton think he was?I was not his- not now and not ever.I'd made that painfully clear.And just what was up with

There was a moment of stunned silence.None of us could find words, much less the courage to break the thick stillness that descended upon us after such... brutality.I mean, the living room was a complete wreck.The coffee table had been reduced to a pile of broken pieces of wood. The tv stand, along with the glass elephant figurines mom collected and other little knick-knacks upon it, were all smashed into unrecognizable shards of crystal and bits of wood. The tv lay in a heap of plastic and glass on the floor. And amidst all that rubble lay Nico, an unmoving mass of bloody limbs and rumpled business suit.This was... this was a violent act of aggression. One my mind just couldn't wrap around, mu

"Ok, so first of all- don't think for a second I've forgotten about what you did to my family's living room. Or Nico," I said, firmly jabbing a finger into Asheton's chest. "And second, where the hell are we?"To be honest, I didn't really need him to tell me where we were, I already knew. I'd have to be some kind of idiot not to recognize a theme park when I saw it. What I was actually asking was why.Why had he brought me to a theme park in the middle of a weekday?Didn't he have work? Or what, just because he was the boss's son, he thought he could play hooky? I mean... I knew I did. But still, he didn't seem like the type. And I still had a lot of writing to do too. Just thinking about it made me want to forget I even did, though.

There was something seriously wrong with me today-First, the thing with Nico, I mean, I've punched him in the gut just for even daring to sass me. For what he'd done, forcing himself on me, I would've pummeled him to the ground, no mercy.And yet...I didn't.I could say it was because we were interrupted before I could even get the chance to, I could say it was because I felt bad for the guy- I could come up with a shit ton of different excuses to explain myself but the fact of the matter was that I didn't do what I normally would've and the reason was... well, I don't know.And then, as if things weren't weird enough already, I go and pull that shit