•*•Nick Hunter•*•
Like most boys, I go to the gym to let off steam.
And that, is exactly what I was doing now.
I had been punching a punching bag for the last hour since detention. Since I shouted at Ash.
The girl that I wanted to call mine, but now had no chance.
Due to not having any boxing gloves or even any wraps; my knuckles were bruised and cut badly, they would hurt but I haven't stopped at all; they were numb.
As my playlist came to a halt I hung my head in frustration, resting it on the torn punching bag.
Why?
Why did I have to lash out on her?
Why did I have to anger issues and a stupid past?
Why did I have to have such a crappy friend, who knows what happened between me and Alissa, yet goes out with her anyway?
I sighed once again, and walked over to my water bottle to refresh.
All I wanted to do was tell Ash I was sorry. I yelled at my princess and she has no idea why.
I just couldn't explain that to her. She told me all about her past, she trusted me, yet, I don't trust anyone.
Not enough to tell them what I felt for that girl before she went and broke my heart.
There was just no way I could even think about it.
I heard the gyms door open and lifted my head in curiosity.
Hardly anyone came here at six.
I saw a familiar girl walked out the doors, tear stained cheeks and a messy bun. She started to stride into the hall, head down. Turning into the boxing room, the one I was in, she froze and looked at me, tense.
"Ash..." My voice escaped my lips quietly.
I had no idea what to say other than sorry. But that didn't seem to matter. She walked out without another word.
Dun Dun Dunnnn.....!
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