So sorry for not updating this one, but i've got a lot of ideas, so expect more updates as soon as I can get online again, thanks for your support everyone.

Angela's P.O.V.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

I was standing in the mirror practicing the million ways I could tell him I'm sorry, the problem was that he most likely wouldn't forgive me. I called John and asked him to meet me at a local café.

-later –

I stirred my mocha with a coffee straw and stared at him, he looked older. There were deep wrinkles set into his forehead and dark circles under his eyes. This isn't the John I was used to, and I did this to him.

"John look..."

"Save it, I know what you're going to say."

"You do?" That caught me by surprise.

"Yeah, how I screwed you over, how I'm wrong and your right, I get it, save me from another lecture."

"John. That's not what I was going to say at all."

"Oh yeah, then what were you going to say?"

"That I messed up, I believed a lie. I love you John. And I'm sorry."

"You're sorry? You're sorry!"

John's voice was getting angrier and louder and I saw him clench his jaw.

"Please, John, I didn't know. I didn't know!"

"Save it, I don't want to hear it!"

He was screaming now, and had everyone in the café staring at him. I started to cry.

"Fine, you know what? I don't understand you. You say you love me, now you don't even want to hear what I've got to say. You're an, an, an, animal!"

"Better to be an animal then to have girls like you playing with my heart."

"I didn't mean to John! I'd never want to hurt you."

"It's a little too late for that now isn't it?"

And this time John was the one walking out on me.

John's P.O.V.

I got in my car and punched everything in sight. It didn't do me any good, but it helped to get the frustration out. Then I cupped my face in my hands and cried. I've never been like this in my life, this girl was very powerful. She could bring out the best or the worst in me.

I drove to the arena almost crashing twice from not paying attention and then prepared for my match. I was standing in the gorilla with Jeff, it was me vs. him again tonight.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I don't want to talk about it?"

"Didn't she come apologize?"

"I really don't want to talk about it."

"Oh I get it, she did, and now you're pissed, yeah that makes sense, not."

"You really need to shut up."

"You just don't realize a good thing when it's in front of your eyes do you?"

I just couldn't control my anger anymore. All that anger and pain from the past two days I threw into Jeff and it wasn't even match time yet. I grabbed him by the neck and shoved him into the wall. Then I punched him about 4 times in the face, and ended with a kick in his gut.

I watched him lay on the ground in pain, lip busted open, and nose broken. And it felt good. She was right, I am an animal. And you know what? I don't plan on changing.