"I think you should stay out of it." Cole said, as soon as he sat on the driver's seat.

"Stay out of what?" I asked him.

"You know the whole dangerous thing...I think you should stay away from James." He said, as he started driving.

What the hell?

"Uhm. No." I said, staring out of the window.

"What? Why are you inviting danger, Xandra?" I heard Cole ask.

"I just cannot forget what he did to Jasmine. How he used her, how he raped her, and how he killed her and made it seem like a suicide." I said, still not looking at him.

"How can you forget that he shot you? How can you forget that he just hit Mason? Don't you see how dangerous this guy is?" He asked me.

"Really? He shot me because I came in between him and Tyler. Not because he wanted to shoot me. He loves me too much to do that shit." I said, sighing.

"Yeah right. He loves you." Cole said, bitterly.

I sighed again, before looking at him.

He surely looked angry.

So angry, by how hard he was gripping the steering wheel.

"What is your problem?" I asked him.

"My problem? Are you seriously asking that? My problem is you just can't listen to me, for once. All you think about is how you would take revenge from James." Cole almost yelled at me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?! You are not my boyfriend that I have to listen to all your damn orders. I will take revenge, that's it." I said, packing my phone in my pocket.

"Yeah right. You're with me the whole time, you're sleeping with me, you called me to Jasmine's place that day, you wanted me to stay with you that night. After all I've done, you're telling me I'm not your boyfriend. Wow. You're unbelievable." Cole said, sarcastically.

"Stop the car." I said, tears threatening to leave from my eyes.

He didn't.

"I SAID STOP THE FUCKING CAR!" I screamed at him.

"FINE, GOD DAMN IT." Cole yelled back, before abruptly stopping the car.

"I can't believe I liked you." Cole said, under his breath, but I heard it.

"I can't believe I liked you too." I said, giving him a look of disgust, as tears rolled down my face.

Cole stopped gripping the steer wheel, as he stared at me, trying to process what I just said.

"I hate you." I spat, before getting out of the car.

Cole didn't wait for me or anything, he drove off, abandoning me in the middle of a lonely road, all by myself.

I couldn't believe this.

My knees gave in, as I broke down, crying my eyes out.

I cried because of many things like how I didn't have  a true friend, how Sam used me and  is acting like I used her, how James finally came into the picture, and most importantly, how Cole left me, at such an hour at night.

I am the reason why Mason was in hospital today.

I am the reason why James came back here.

I am the reason why Jasmine couldn't confess her love for Tyler.

I am the reason why Sam could never confess her love for Chase.

I fucking hate myself.

I cried helplessly until I felt nothing. I was numb. But the tears, weren't stopping.

I noticed a black car stopping right infront of me, but I couldn't care less.

I cried to such a point, that my breathing got heavy.

I looked up, when I felt someone standing infront of me.

Antony Cage.

The very last person I wanted to meet right now.

Ignoring him, I stood up, from the ground.

"Hey." Antony said, his tone somewhat concerning.

"What?" I snapped at him.

Antony looked taken back from my response.

He cleared his throat.

"You don't look very good." He stated eyeing me.

I swear to God, if looks could kill, Antony would've been murdered five times by now.

I'm here, crying my eyes out, and this man has the nerve to tell me that I don't look very good.

"I shouldn't have said that." He muttered under his breath.

"Do you like kids?" I asked him, dangerously calm.

He raised an eyebrow at my question, but answered it anyway.

"Why, yes, of course." He said, staring at me, cautiously.

"How many kids do you want in your future family?" I asked him, trying to control my anger.

"Probably three. Why are you asking this? Are you going to be thier mother?" Antony asked, smirking at me.

I fought the urge to roll my eyes.

"If you want kids, then never ever show me your face again, or else I swear I'll kick you where the sun doesn't shine, and you'll never have a kid in your damn life." I said, staring at his private area.

Antony noticed my stare, as he for once looked scared.

That's right.

"I just wanted to help." He said, trying to ease the tension between us.

"I don't need your help." I said, bitterly.

"Really? In the middle of nowhere, at almost midnight, you're standing, and you don't need my help?" He asked me, trying to be polite.

Is this his way to being polite?

"Yes. For once I'm trying to help, and you're sassing me, as If I am the reason you're crying." He said, and I realized I said my last thought loudly.

I sighed.

I shouldn't lash my anger out at him.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled under my breath.

"What was that?" Antony asked, smirking.

"I'm SORRY." I said, as Antony rubbed his ears.

"I'll drop you home." Antony said, and I shook my head.

"No. I'll go by myself." I said, not wanting to bother him.

"Really? Are you going to walk that far?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Who said, I was gonna walk. I'll just..." I trailed off, knowing he was right.

"Hmm, I don't see your car anywhere near, are you going to fly home?" He asked, and I realized he was correct.

"Shut up." I grumbled at him.

"Make me." He said, and I rolled my eyes.

I never knew he was this annoying.

"What do you want, Antony?" I asked him, finally.

"I'll just drive you home. That's it." He said, and I gave in.

"Okay." I agreed, getting into his expensive black car whose name I didn't know.

Sitting in his car, made me realize that Cole really left me all alone in the middle of nowhere.

Now now, I'm not courage the cowardly dog.

I sniffled a little as I tried not to cry again.

But I can't help it.

Even the nicest Ass hole will never leave a girl in the middle of the night, on a road, all alone.

I don't even know what my fault was.

"Here." Antony said, as he passed me a white handkerchief.

I eyed him, before realising that he was giving me that to wipe my new fresh tears.

I took the handkerchief from his, as I furiously wiped my tears away, before blowing my nose.

I will not cry for that ass hole.

"Uh...You can keep that if you want." Antony muttered.

"No, I don't take favors from strangers, I'll return you your clean hanky, tomorrow." I said, staring out of the window.

"But...you don't have to do that. Like you can keep it." Antony said, uncertainly.

"Do you want me to repeat myself?" I asked him, dead serious.

"But...you've already used--" He tried again.

"I said, I will give it back to you. Get it? No buts." I said, glaring at him.

Antony actually shuddered, as he started driving.

"Uhm, do you mind if I ask you something?" He asked me, uncertainly.

"Already did." I said, not wanting to talk much.

"But--" I cut him off.

"Okay fine. Ask away." I said, huffing a Little.

"Why were you standing there? I mean, all alone?" He asked me.

"I and Cole got into a fight. I told him to leave me, and he did." I said, shortly.

"No worries. Small fights do happen when you're committed." He said.

Shut up. We are not committed.

Why do people assume that anyway?

"Really? I actually thought you were off the market." Antony said, much to my amusement.

I said that out loud, again.

"I am sorry, Antony." I said, after a while.

"For what?"

"For blaming you at the hospital. It wasn't your fault."

"Uhm, it's okay."

"So...is Bethany your girlfriend?"

"Nah. I am not interested in her."

"Really? She seems head over heels for you."

"I know."

"So...you two have nothing in between?"

"Nothing at all."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Are you gay?"

"Merlin! No. I'm as straight as a pole. Why'd you ask that?"

"It's just that...bethany's so hot, and you're not attracted to her."

"Yeah? And that makes me gay?"

"No...I didn't mean it like that."

"Hmm."

"Wait, you're a Potter head?"

"Uhm. No. I'm not. I don't read such childish books."

"Don't you dare call my childhood childish. You said, Merlin."

"Okay fine. I love the Harry Potter series."

"Tom Felton is so great."

"As if, Daniel Radcliffe is any bad."

"You're right. Dan seems great as well, just like Tom."

"Don't tell me you're a Drarry shipper."

"No, I'm not."

"Thank goodness."

My eyes widened, as I realized we were at my place.

So soon?

"Wait, how'd you know ow where I live?" I asked him.

"Cole keeps barging about you being his girl next door." Antony stated.

Oh.

I'll teach him that,

I'm not the girl next door, I'm the bitch across the road.

"Yeah, you better teach him that." Antony joked, and I realized want  I had done.

"Can you do me a favor, Antony?" I asked him.

"Didn't you say, you don't take favors from strangers?" He asked back.

Ugh.

"We're friends, aren't we, though?" I asked him.

"Really? Give me a friendly hug then?" He asked me, a smirk on his face.

I rolled my eyes, before reaching out and hugging him.

He froze, clearly not expecting this.

I pulled away, smiling at him.

He awkwardly smiled back.

"I need a favor, friend." I said, smiling at him.

He just nodded, processing in what happened.

"Can you please pick me up, in the morning, a little early for school?" I asked him.

He nodded.

"Well, Bye then." I said, but he stopped me.

"Uh, are you drunk?" He asked.

"No. I am not. I'm conscious." I said, before getting out of the car, and right into my house.

Tomorrow, I am going to finally start my revenge plan.

Step 1: Befriending Bethany.

Done.

Step 2: Befriending Antony.

Done.

It's time for step 3.

A/N,

Two updates in the same week!

Yay.

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Ally❤