Chapter 8
She shot a stern questioning gaze at Josh who shrugged awkwardly, smiled nastily, and headed off to meet his friends.
Weston got back into the car and Jigyasa walked over nervously. She was shocked and didn't know the right countenance to wear at this point. Approaching the car, she wished she could perform magic that could restrain her from arriving at the car, but here she was.
She opened the door, got in and the frigidity of the AC hit her face so hard, circulating chills in her body. It felt like a drift of snow had just been placed on her face.
Weston neither looked nor said a word to her and excitement rippled in her body. She felt awkward, not knowing if to smile or not.
"Hey, Weston…" She placed her hand on his hard arm and the glare he cast at her railed her off. She couldn't complete her speech. She went dumb immediately.
When she's survived this phase God knows she'll kill that son of a gun, Josh! He really lied to her! He was f*ckin intentional about this! What was he up to?
But she can't remain silent like this 'cause she was feeling like garbage. She took off her spec and blew out, watching him starting the car engine and speeding off into the road. He looked pretty upset. She kept gazing at him, trying to search his eyes but he didn't look at her.
Hesitantly, she said, " You look gorgeous! Love your suits!" But he didn't respond. His face was still straight as f*ck.
Oops! That hurts! She thought within herself, fumbling with her polished nails.
The car's pace was super high, she observed but said nothing. She noticed how he occasionally clenched his hands in a fist on the steering as his grimace deepened. Once he glanced at her direction to watch the side mirror so that he could dive into the other road she was stunned by how crimsoned his eyes were. They were fierce and blazing red.
Was this all about her? She panicked within her. Damn!
The ride was melancholic till they arrived at his mansion and parked at the garage consisting of assorted luxurious cars.
F*ck! He cursed savagely under his breath, facing downward. He was trying his hardest to remain calm because he was about to explode.
Jigyasa was confused. "Wes…" Before she could say his name he'd already stormed out of the car and slammed the door. Knowing he was about to lock the car, she swiftly got out. She couldn't take her eyes off him.
Everything was just a mess for him! He thought in rage. Every damned thing!! F*ck it! Resting both elbows on the car top, he slipped his fingers into his hair, disarranging it.
He was wild and for the first time, Jigyasa was scared of him. Hesitantly, she walked to him, stood behind him, and looked up at him. He was way taller than her, she could scarcely look at his face. "Wes…Weston, what's going on? What got you this upset?"
The only thing she could hear was his rapid heavy breathing.
"I…I'm sorry about…"
"Shut the f*ck up!" He snapped, his body shaking in rage. "Just shut the f*ck up!" He gesticulated violently and as she was standing too close to him she got a hard accident elbow from him while he was dropping his arms but he seemed to not notice he'd just hurt her. "And get the hell outta my sight! Get out!!" He yelled between gritted teeth without looking at her.
She flinched away from him, backing off with both hands on her forehead. Her head was hurting excruciatingly and already lumped. The pain was still sharp and burning inside, inflicting tears in her eyes, and as she blinked, the tears slid down her cheeks.
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She climbed up the stairs to his room. Viewing her reflection in the large mirror on the wall, she examined the big red lump on her forehead and then went to sit on the high wide bed without a clue of what she was waiting for. Today was just a bad day, she thought.
From the room, she heard things smashing against the floor randomly and she sat up. In the blink of an eye, Weston stormed into the room, face red and puffed with anger. She was startled and shuddered upon seeing him but he didn't pay attention to her.
Violently, he took off his suit, flung it and it hung on the crotch by his ebony wooden well-furnished wardrobe.
Weston was a jovial, humorous, and vigorous guy who rarely got upset. Although she's seen him upset a couple of times, his anger today is extreme.
Before she could think he started smashing some objects against the floor. He pushed down his reading table on which his laptop was and it fell hard on the floor.
While he turned around, wildly scattering his hair with his fingers, Jigyasa winced in fright, backing off on the bed. Both hands in his pockets, he paced back and forth in the room, making some angry sounds.
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Once he'd sat on the bed for a couple of minutes, she asked, "Weston, should…I get you…something to eat now?" Her voice was unsteady.
"I have uncountable places to have eaten if food was my f*ckin problem!!" His voice was undertone with fury. "Not like you care!! You don't f*ckin' care!!!" He thundered. "You never asked how I was faring nor how my freaking day went because it's not your damned business!"
She gasped."I… tried to ask you, Weston. I did…"
"Damn you, Jigyasa!!" He sprung up from the bed, blazing his glare upon her and she flinched. "You did ask me, Jigyasa?!! You f*ckin asked me, huh?!! Never called, never texted, you never did any f*ckin thing!!! Yet, I came back to you holding hands with Josh!!!"
"Nothing happened between Josh and I, Weston." She said shakily, feeling hurt. "I called you…I texted you to let you know that I was around, waiting for you…"
"With Josh, huh, Jigyasa!!"
He'd never for once addressed her by her real name until now. This told her how serious and furious he was.
"I saw how shocked and disappointed you were when I f*ckin' called you!!" He roared. "Coming to me was so hard for you to do!!"
Tears were rolling down her eyes. "I… only went…"
"You better shut the fuck up before I lose my cool with you!!" His eyes trailed down her body in an insulting manner.
"You never listen to me…" She burst out crying. "I'm tired! I'm so f*ckin tired of everything!!"
"Can you say that again, bitch?!" His eyes narrowed. "Say that again!!" He swiftly approached her and she shielded her face.