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So, here is the next chapter! I hope you like it, as it is Amber yelling at Dean for cheating on her in front of the entire school and other stuff…
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GhostWriterGirl out!
You Will Remember My Name.
It was now Monday. I marched inside with a purpose, fists clenched, sneakers slapping hard against the floor, my light blue eyes darkened in fury. Everyone wisely stepped out of my way as I stormed up to Dean, who was chatting with his basketball friends.
He looked back and noticed me. A smile came to his face.
"Hey Am-"
SLAP!
A loud, sharp slapping noise came, amplified by the hall's natural acoustics. Everyone, alarmed by the noise, turned to face me and Dean, who now had a red mark on his cheek from where I slapped him hardly, the slap even more harder as it was fuelled by my anger.
Dean stumbled back, clutching his cheek where a red mark was blossoming from where I had slapped him. He looked at me in surprise and shock.
"OWW! What the hell was that for!?"
"That was for cheating on me, you cheater!" I yelled.
Dead silence.
Dean looked at me, even more surprised and shocked from my accusation.
"Babe, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't 'babe' me, dipstick! And I know exactly what I'm talking about! I saw you kissing another girl on the porch of your house a month ago!"
Dean's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates.
"Amber, I can ex-"
"DON'T YOU DARE MAKE ANY EXCUSES!" I shrieked, getting right up in his face. "Don't you dare say she was a relative or a close friend! I know what I saw! You were cheating on me, clear as day! And another thing…"
I slapped Dean again, even more harder than before.
"Why didn't you come to Kitty and Johnny's funerals yesterday!? You were as much of a friend to them as me and Laurie were, and you couldn't even pay your final respects to them by not showing up for five damn seconds! How could you, Dean? How could you!? Not only were you disrespectful to them, but you betrayed me by cheating on me! In fact…"
I drew my clenched fist back and punched Dean in the face-right in the nose.
Dean howled in pain, clutching his broken nose, blood streaming from his nostrils, but I wasn't finished. I raised my foot and as fast as a striking snake, I kicked Dean in the groin, making him double over and wince in pain. I marched over to him, grabbed a fistful of his brown hair and forced him to look up at me.
Tears were pouring out of his clenched eyes, mingling with the blood coming out of his nose as his hands clutched his groin, but I didn't care about any of that.
I only cared about showing him he should never, ever have doubted me.
"That punch was for you disrespecting Kitty and Johnny. And that kick was for you making the mistake of doubting me. You should never have doubted me, and I hope after this…"
I took a deep breath and sang my last sentence as high and as loud as I could,
"YOU WILL REMEMBER MY NAME!"
That last sentence ran throughout the hallway, echoing slightly. Students watched me, shocked into silence, as I continued to glare hotly at Dean, who looked at me with what appeared to be terror in his eyes.
Good. I wanted him to be scared of me.
"We're through," I told him, and I let go of his hair, and then marched away, Dean and everyone else watching me go, shocked at what they had seen.
Me, I had never felt better.
BAM! And there is Amber's rage at Dean.
For those who are wondering, Amber's death is coming soon… in just a few short chapters…
REPLIES TO MY AWESOME REVIEWERS:
Aurora Marie Williams: Well, I hope I didn't disappoint. There was a lot of yelling, a lot of slapping, a punch that caused a nose to be broken and a kick right in that cheater's groin. And every single student there watched. But, this is also the turning point of Amber starting to become Ember, as it will be shown in the next few chapters.
GirlFish: Well, Amber not only slapped him, but she also punched him and that caused his nose to be broken and she kicked him right in the groin. But yeah. Dean deserves much more, but I hope Amber's rage was good enough for you.
Definitely, but I have a feeling that in her future, she'll have something more than that for her to worry about…
Guest: She sure does. And thanks. :)
Maybe she does, maybe she doesn't? You'll have to find out...
The next chapter will, hopefully, be much more longer.
Please read and review!
GhostWriterGirl out!
