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Red. I saw red when Marnie was in the arms of the same man I saw outside her house yesterday, spinning her around the fucking car park just like I did on her birthday. I feel betrayed, deceived, and crushed that she would do this to me.

Was I not good enough for her? Did she think she could get away with this? From me?

Kira stood right next to me, clinging to my arm and trying to gain some attention. I hardly notice her as my eyes stayed glued to the girl who has torn my heart in two. The first girl I cared for and called my girlfriend. What the hell happened?

I wasn't even aware of my actions anymore. I don't remember storming over to Marnie and this mystery guy laughing at every word that comes out of her mouth. I don't remember raising my fist in the air and connecting it with the side of his jaw. I don't remember Marnie's screams as she tried pulling my body away from the guy holding onto his bleeding nose.

But it happened. And I didn't fucking care the slightest bit.

"Reese!" My chest is heaving, my hands shaking with adrenaline.

Marnie pushes me away from the guy groaning into his hand. I brush her hand off like she had burnt me. I'm ready to strike his face again and Marnie pushes against my chest roughly. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

My jaw tightens when I see Marnie crouch down to look at the guys bloodied face. I move away from the scene, getting away from here before I cause any more destruction.

As I prowl away, I hear Marnie's faint voice and I freeze.

"Who the hell are you?" I turn to face her, those stormy blue eyes cold and distant. I feel a little pang in my chest looking at her. I've never seen this look on her face before.

And like the asshole I am, I push back.

"Excuse me?" I stalk towards her. Her eyes narrow into slits, pointing her index finger in my direction. "You have some nerve, Reese. Especially after what you've done, what I just saw in school!"

I smirk, loving how this is hurting her. Good.

I shrug a shoulder nonchalantly. "It's not my fault girls fall to my feet. You were just another easy girl on my list. Did you think you were special?"

A tiny piece of my heart hurt when I saw the look in her eyes. I could see the sadness and betrayal swirling in those deep blue orbs.

Fuck, I don't even mean anything that's coming out my mouth, but I can't stop -- so I keep going.

I nod my head at the guy watching Marnie and me with an enraged expression. "Just go, I can't stand to look at you."

Her nostrils flare and her face heats up, "What the hell is your problem Reese? What is wrong with you?"

I laugh darkly at her little outburst and she staggers backwards like I've completely lost my mind. I feel like I have. "I was right about you this entire time. You are a spoilt, little brat," I smirk wickedly, feeling nothing at this moment. "I guess now, you're a spoilt, little slut instead."

I watch her features closely, looking into her eyes as they turn glassy. I know I went too far, but she was the one who hurt me. She used me, lead me on -- when all along she had another guy.

Marnie crumbles right in front of me, her lip trembling and her eyes creating fresh tears I had made. Although I was dying inside, my face remained impassive.

"Marnie?" the fucking guy calls her name and I glare daggers in his direction. He watches me with the same look and I want to hit him again. "Marnie let's go before I knock this guy out."

The fuck? "Fuck you asshole."

He steps closer to me, his nose covered bright red and oozing thick, dark blood in both nostrils. "I think you're the asshole. Who the fuck do you think you are calling a girl a slut?" My heart bleeds when I realise what I called Marnie, I didn't mean it. I was livid.

He squares up to me and I can hear Marnie calling this guys name in the process. He doesn't listen to her, his stone-cold eyes watching me, waiting for me to make the first move.

"You will pay for disrespecting her." I clench my fists. He is just asking to be punched again.

"Theo let's just go. He's not worth it." I glance at Marnie as she looks at the ground, tears streaming down her pretty flushed face.

I don't want her to go. I want to hold her and apologise for all the horrible things I've said to her. I want us to forget everything that's happened over the last twenty-four hours and be happy.

Unfortunately for me, what comes out of my mouth is more horrible shit.

"Yeah, just leave. Go with your other boyfriend. Believe me, she isn't worth your time. She's a boring fuck." I snicker at the guy and he starts laughing in my face.

The fuck is he laughing at?

"What?" my teeth clench so tight, that they hurt my gums.

Marnie looks up at me, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. The guy stops laughing but doesn't stop smirking at me, wrapping an arm around Marnie.

"You heard me, princess. Leave." she looks at me with a bewildered expression and then the guy pulls her along. She glances back at me once more. For a split second, it looks as if she wants to say something but decides against it. Finally, she turns her face away, leaving me.

I think my heart just shattered.

I want to call her name. I want to tell her not to leave me. I want to tell her I'm sorry. I want to tell her I love her.

Shit.

I love her.

I love Marnie.

"Reese are you okay?" Kira watches me worriedly, she attempts to touch my hand that I didn't even realise was cut and bruised. I brush her hand away and stalk to the other side of the parking lot.

Fuck this.

By the time I get to my motorbike, I hear Kira calling my name. I can't deal with her right now, I just need to get away from here.

I start my bike, heading to the one place I know I can think.

I speed down the road, the wind hitting my face. Is this why I was acting so reckless? Because I'm in love with the girl that doesn't feel the same for me? Now she will never love me. She'll never forgive me for the words I've said to her. I've fucked my chance.

Ten minutes later, I pull into an empty spot on the beach and climb off my bike with ease. I sigh, raking my hair off my forehead and I walk down the sandy steps that lead to the shore.

I look out towards the ocean, it's calm and quiet. This is the usual place I come to when everything gets too confusing. It helps me think, to see things clearer.

I'm a guy that doesn't feel love. The only people I ever loved in my life were my family. I've lost them all. My brother died, my mom left me and my father hates me.

It's one of the reasons I'm such an asshole. I never wanted a relationship. Girls were always there to satisfy my needs. And then one day, Marnie came along. Beautiful, kind, caring and talented.

It took one date for me to open up to her. One date. It was like I drank some truth serum and suddenly I told her my life story. I don't understand how she did it. I'm someone who is usually closed off. I never told anyone about my past. My close friends only knew certain parts because I've known them for years, but they never knew everything.

I wanted to tell her everything about my life -- and when I did -- it felt like I could breathe. She made everything feel lighter. She understands me. I fell madly in love with her. I am in love with her.

Shit.

Why did she do this to me?

Is this what heartbreak feels like? If it is, then it sucks!

My phone starts ringing but I don't acknowledge it. Nothing feels important anymore. After a while, it continues to ring and I sigh, finally answering whoever keeps annoying my peace.

"What?" I snap.

"Thank God, I've been trying to get ahold of you for an hour. Are you alright?" Matt's voice rings through the speaker.

"Sure," I mumble.

"Oh okay, well listen, dude, I have news. I've got accepted to NYU next year. I'm so fucking happy, it's been my dream since forever!"

What? NYU? This is the first I've heard of this news.

"Wait! New York? I thought you were going to college here in California? What about the band?"

"Dude, you know we started the band when we were like thirteen and it was just for fun. Don't get me wrong, It's been fucking amazing but it was never going to last. Roxy and JJ are moving to Florida next year. Harley is doing some beautician thing and you know I've always been passionate about photography."

He's right. He's loved photography ever since his mom and dad bought him his first camera one Christmas. He hardly goes anywhere without it. He even took pictures of the band to advertise us -- it got us recognised easily. He's got real talent. Is he leaving? Are they all leaving?

"Dude?"

"Yeah, congratulations man. I'm happy for you."

I didn't see this coming. I can't believe this. I know I should be happy for him, yet I feel like I've been abandoned by everyone. And what about the band? We were doing so well, finally getting so much attention. How can we split when we've only started growing?

"Thanks, I'll see you tonight yeah? To celebrate?"

"I'm busy tonight." I lie.

"Okay, maybe another time."

"Yeah, of course." After cutting the call, I throw my phone into the sand and watch the waves crashing against the shore as my world crumbles.

It feels like a knife slicing my heart. A cry escapes my lips, it's getting harder to breathe. I grip my chest, trying to bear the pain in my throat as my tears keep falling below.

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