Desperate

 I'm so sorry, Nash_is_beast_13. 

It's just that I find the name "Nash" very classy. A perfect name for someone who's gorgeous and gentle. 

Desperate's Nash is mean, but PimD's Nash_is_beast_13 is very sweet and has been very supportive to me. 

So, please don't get the wrong idea. 

 

I will update later after I get home from school. 

 

Rick's point of view:

Nash forcefully turned my head towards her and gave me a hard kiss on the lips.

"Get off!" I snapped and pushed her shoulders away.

I think I pushed her too hard. She stumbled from her seat and landed on the wooden floor.

"Ouch." Nash moaned as she massaged her hips.

Instead of helping her, I stood up and headed for the door. I opened it and glared at Nash.

"Out." I demanded.

Nash quickly stood up and walked towards me with puppy-dog eyes.
"Don't be like this to me, Rick. You know why I kissed you. I know you do!"

"I don't know the reason, and I don't care." I hissed as I opened the door much wider.

"I love you, Rick! I still do! I really regret leaving you!" Nash wailed.

I sighed and looked away. Nash took a step closer to me.
"I always think about you, Rick. Please don't do this to me. To us." Nash pleaded.

"There is no 'us' anymore. I have moved on. I have already found the perfect girl for me." I answered coldly.

Nash looked really hurt as I answered her. She wiped her tears from her eyes as she walked towards the door. Suddenly, she stopped.

"But I still wouldn't let go the fact that Chelsea has beaten me up unjustly." Nash scoffed.

"I know that Chelsea didn't do it." I defended.

"We'll see tomorrow." Nash snickered as she shot me with an icy glare.

-after 7 hours-

As I arrived in school, I became doubtful.

"I should have not gone to school today." I mumbled.

I sighed and walked towards the school gate.

I know that I should not avoid this.

I walked in the school's main door and was greeted by the most sarcastic smile I have ever seen in my life.

"Hi Rick!" the smile got bigger.

I rolled my eyes in disgust.
"What do you want, Nash?"

"Truth. Justice. Your tears." Nash enumerated. She turned and gave me another sarcastic smile.

Suddenly, the main door opened and a person emerged from it.

Uh-oh.
Why of all times, she has to appear now?

"Chelsea..." I muttered under my breath as I recognized the newcomer. I really miss her so badly.

Chelsea looked up and frowned.

Uh-oh. Why does she have to see me with Nash?!

"I guess I was right about the two of you." Chelsea whispered.

"It's not what it seems..." I trailed off.

"Don't worry about it. You suit each other." Chelsea smiled weakly and turned away.

Suddenly, Nash grabbed Chelsea's arm.

"I won't let you go until you admit that you have beaten me up last night!" Nash snapped.

Chelsea's eyes widened.
"What do you mean? I didn't..."

"See, Nash? She said that she didn't do it." I interrupted.

Suddenly, three men walked towards the three of us and said...



















"We saw everything. Chelsea really did beat her up."