Chapter 16
BASH
I am fucking frustrated. That's precisely how I describe my situation right now.
I leave Trinity.
The moment her door closed behind me, I felt I was helpless.
I release an exasperating sigh. Running my fingers on my hair, I walk away without looking back because once I look back, I know myself. I will knock again, and this time I'll grab her head, press her against the door, and kiss her to satisfy my frustrations.
I meet Edmund waiting for me at the parking lot, wearing a goofy smile, but he doesn't say anything.
A song by Collective Soul is playing when I enter the car.
"Shut off this fucking song, Edmund/." I fasten my seatbelt.
Our gazes meet in the rearview mirror. He changes to a pop song, saying something like I'm without your kisses. I'll be needing stitches.
I roll my eyes.
"Seriously, Bash. What's the scowl for? I thought you and Miss Mallory had talked?" He drives out of the parking lot.
A song by Papa Roach blares through the speaker.
"I don't think it's any of yo

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