My blood boiled up and I shoved him up against the brick wall of the building.
He winced at the pain, and bit his lip.
But, did I care?
No I didn’t.
He deserved this, whether kiara thought so or not.
I didn’t quite get why kiara stopped me that other day at the skate park.
But, whatever that reason was, she sure must have a good one.
“I want you to stay away from her.” I warned maxwell, grabbing the collar of his shirt.
“Don’t you ever look at her, touch her, don’t even breath near her. Do you get that?”
Maxwell groaned as I released him, toppling to the floor.
His eyes were squeezed shut, his bottom lip was bleeding, and the corner of his forehead near his eyebrow was bruised.
At the look of him, I knew he was in a lot of pain. And for a second, I almost felt bad.
Then the thought of him touching my girl barged into my mind.
I sighed, ready to leave him there.
Until, that is, something he said stopped me.
“It was…wasn’t my fault.”
I looked back at him in pure disgust.
It wasn’t his fault?
What makes that more repulsive is the fact that he even denies ràping kiara when everyone knows he did.
“You are pathetic. ” I spat.
“Who ràped Kiara?”
Maxwell looked down, not saying anything.
“Exactly, it was you. How could you say it wasn’t your fault when you were the one who ràped her?” I sneered, my tone filled with hatred.
“You know it’s a crime? Ràpe, I mean. You know you could easily go to prison for something like that? It’s a sin. A huge one at that.”
Maxwell snapped his eyes towards me, anger filling them.
“And what are you? Aren’t you a sinner, too?”
I widened my eyes as he said that.
Who gave him the guts to say something like that to me?
I was mad enough already, but that crossed the line.
“Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about. I know you are pissed I said that, but admit it. It’s true. You are nothing but a sinner as well, Kyle. You don’t think that getting laid by whores you didn’t even know was a sin? Because it is, kid. Big time.”
I felt my heart drop to my stomach.
I didn’t want to admit it, that was right, but it was true.
“What? Are you done blaming others on things that you were to blame for, too?” Maxwell scowled, his blue eyes narrowing landing solid on mine.
“Because by now, that kiara girl should have taught you to.”
“Don’t fvcking talk about her like that. ” I growled, clenching my fists.
“Or what?/ man, by now, I thought you would be just like her. All gentlemen like and all, I mean. But here you are, not even letting me explain why it wasn’t my fault at all. I mean, why it wasn’t fully my fault.” He smirked, slightly, considering his lips were puffy and bloody.
“Proves what a girl you have.”
I sighed deeply, mentally arguing whether to hear him out or not.
It was a long argument but when I finally decided, I regretted it.
“Fine, what is it?”
Maxwell raised his eyebrows,
“Okay,then. Glade to have you giving me a chance, dude.” His voice grew softer, and more heart felt.
“It was Andrea.”
Those three words made my heart stop.
I glanced at him only to find him slowly starting to get up.
His eyes said it all; he was telling the truth.
He wasn’t lying or joking around.
He mean it.
“She made me do it.” He continued, wincing as he stood on his feet.
“Guess you beat me black and blue for nothing, huh?”
“No,” I barked.
“You are still to blame, because you still ràped kiara. But…what do you mean Andrea made you do what you did? Why would she do that?”
Maxwell smirked and rolled his eyes, as if he were to tell me that I was the stupidest guy on earth at that moment.
“You fvcking retard, how do you not notice it. ” he scoffed, patting his head in a way to call me an idiot.
I furrowed my eyebrows and cocked my head, still not understanding.
Maxwell sighed and shook his head.
“Oh God. Hey kyle, notice the little things first, next time, alright? Andrea. Hates. Kiara.”