"I know you love him. Hell babycakes, this isn't a ring for love. Love gets destroyed. Hence his heartless playboy fucking attitude." I closed my eyelids tight trying to forget everything he says. My body is under a lot of stress. I don't want to fight anymore. I don't want to think about if Tyler is coming or not. I don't want to think about if he really loves me or not. "I want you to look at me." When I didn't look at him he threw another orange at me. "LOOK AT ME!" He tugged my head up by grabbing a fistful of my hair. His beady eyes stared me down.
"Pathetic. That's what you look like. He's not coming because he doesn't love you." He squat down in front of me. "Just admit that you hate him. Admit it." His voice is like a snakes. So desperate and menacing. But the way he stands shows me his cards. He's just as nervous that Tyler won't show. We're in the same boat.
"Say it. Say fuck you Tyler." I waited a moment and tried to catch my breath. "SAY IT!"
"FUCK YOU, TYLER!!"
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Organized Love [Completed]
Teen FictionOrganized crime and gangs run all over the world. So how did Rachel Conners end up in the grasps of one of the strongest in the nation? Her father did them dirty. Unlike any other gang, Mr. Delfino takes pride in what love can do to not only destr...