More than friends- MATTIA POLIBIO 😩😍

Chapter 68:

P.s. : PLEASE DONT GET MAD AT ME FOR THE DECISION I MADE 💀-

                     * a few months later*

YOUR P.O.V.

I scroll through the pictures on my camera roll when I come across a few that make me sigh. I scroll through the photos of Mattia and I.

It's been eight months since I've last spoken to him. Or heard anything about him

It's a sad thing but we both stopped putting the effort in.

The doorbell rings and I place my phone in my pocket, as I rush downstairs to open it,wondering who it'll be. I turn the knob slowly and my face goes blank when I realize it's only him.

It's only Wes

He wears a smirk on his face as he steps inside. "Hey beautiful" he says, wrapping his arm around the back of my waist. He brings his face close to mine and goes to kiss me. But I push him off of me

"Just because I'm not with Mattia doesn't mean we can be a thing" I say quietly so my mom, who's in her room, won't hear

"Bullshit" he says grinning . "Sure we can"

I look him in the eyes. "But I don't want to be with you"

He furrows his brows. "That's too bad,isn't it" he moves his eyes from my lips to my nose and then back to my eyes.

"Please just leave" I say stepping farther away from him.

"You should be happy. You won homecoming queen and I won homecoming king"

"And?"

"And maybe it was a sign for us to be official"

I shake my head and watch as he steps closer to me.i grasp onto the countertop with the palm of my hands

"So Dawn, can we be official? Will you be my girlfriend?"

"No"

"No? You mean yes" we're closer than ever to one another

"I mean no now get out of my house"

He places his hand on my ass and I slap him across the face. Hard enough for him to pull me by my hair and bring my face towards his, the only thing forcing us together is the handful of my hair he has in his hand

I blink harshly as he pulls my hair "Stop with the bitchy attitude"

"Stop harassing me and we won't have a problem"

"You deserve it you whore"

"How. How do I deserve it"

"Because I said you do" he groans as he tugs on my scalp again. "Do you understand?" He says as his voice gets louder

I don't answer

"I said do you understand!" He yells.

"No"

He brings his fist to my face and punches me hard enough to make me fall on the ground. Placing my hand over my bruised cheek, I wince and try to hold back the tears

"Get out!" I yell. "Mom!" I cry as he comes closer to me

"Yeah, Dawn?" She says from upstairs

Immediately he runs out the house shutting the door behind him and before my mom can come downstairs, I rush to my room

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I mess around with my foundation, brushing it on my skin to cover the black and blue bruise formed on my cheek. But as I touch it, it hurts.