I'll Kill You Myself!

"What the hell?" Ava mumbled, dumbstruck as her eyes followed Ryan and Delilah, the school queen bitch.

"Am I hallucinating?" she asked herself, unwilling to believe what she was seeing.

Ryan was known to be the quiet and gentle type, even though girls often drooled over his looks. He never seemed interested in them, while Delilah was infamous for her reputation as the school bitch. Seeing them together right now felt unreal.

They're incomparable.

"This can't be true, it can't be what I'm thinking," Ava mumbled to herself. She didn't want to believe what she had just seen, but it still hurt her heart deeply.

She loved Ryan more than anything and had been secretly watching him for a long time, even though he didn't notice her. Now, seeing him with another girl, she couldn't find the words to explain how she felt.

They started walking toward the restroom. Ava wasn't the only one watching them, but she seemed to be the only one surprised.

Tears began to roll down her eyes as she watched Ryan and Delilah holding hands. Despite Delilah's smile, Ryan wore a dark expression.

Ava felt her legs move as she began to follow them, just as Ryan and Delilah reached the restroom.

Ava hid in the corner, and when they entered one of the empty restrooms, she emerged from her hiding spot.

As she moved closer to the restroom, her heart raced with every step.

Before she could get too close, she heard Delilah's moans echoing from inside.

Ava covered her mouth with her hands to stifle a cry, her breath quickening as her heart ached painfully.

Delilah's moans grew louder, and when Ava could no longer bear them, she turned away, tears streaming down her face.

She had barely taken two steps when she bumped into someone, her head hitting the person's broad chest.

Overwhelmed and unable to look up, her heart racing and tears blurring her vision, she quickly turned and rushed away.

The person turned out to be Nico, who reached out to stop her before she could leave, but she was too quick.

"What happened? Why is she crying?" he mumbled to himself, concern etched on his face before he sighed.

As he was about to enter the men's restroom, he began to hear moans coming from the women's restroom but chose to ignore them. This wasn't the first time students had engaged in such behavior in the restrooms, and even the principal couldn't intervene without risking his job.

Besides, it was Delilah's voice, it was understandable since she f**ked every day at school.

He entered the restroom to take care of his business, but he couldn't shake Ava's tear-streaked face from his mind.

He was damn worried.

...

Inside the restroom, Delilah leaned against the sink while Ryan thrust into her from behind, her mouth open in a gasp of pleasure.

She was the only one naked, while Ryan still wore his shirt, his sweatpants pulled down halfway.

His expression remained blank despite how hard he was on her; his eyes showed no sign of enjoyment or emotion.

His handsome face was hard as a rock, and he never groaned in pleasure; he was just smashing her forcefully from behind.

F**k me harder, Daddy" Delilah moaned loudly.

"Please harder"

"F**k, this is damn sweet, I can't get enough of your big sweet cock..."

"Harder!" Delilah moaned even though Ryan was already hard on her, but every time she moaned for him to go harder, he would not hesitate, and he was not going to stop until she cried and begged him to stop.

...

Ava was already in class, sitting far away from her friends.

They were puzzled by her behavior, she had entered the class with tears in her eyes and chosen to sit apart, leaving them worried.

The lecturer was already in class, but that didn't stop Ava from silently crying. Nico's gaze was fixed on her; he wasn't paying attention to the lecture at all; his focus was solely on Ava.

"What's wrong with Pinkie? I'm really worried about her, she's still crying," Molly said quietly for Amy and Haven to hear.

"I think something might have happened to her when she went outside. I'm worried too," Amy mumbled, glancing at Ava.

"We'll find out when class is over. I hope she'll tell us," Haven added, and Amy and Molly nodded slowly.

Ava felt completely shattered, her tears kept rolling down her eyes, and the more she thought about it, the more she cried.

"They're not even back," Ava thought, tears streaming down her face as she began to hiccup.

...

"Ava! Wait, please!" Molly called out as they ran after her, but Ava didn't slow down.

As soon as class ended and it was time to go home, she left without saying goodbye.

They hurried after her, but they couldn't catch up as Ava continued running until she reached her car.

"Are you okay?" Xavier asked, but she ignored him and got into the car.

He glanced at her friends, confusion etched on his face, before getting into the driver's seat and speeding off.

They all sighed in bewilderment. "What the hell is wrong with her? We're friends, she should have shared what was bothering her with us. We're not strangers," Haven mumbled.

"Should we follow her to her house?" Molly asked.

"No, maybe she didn't want to talk to us, but I'm confused and worried at the same time. I've never seen her like this before," Amy said.

"We'll talk to her tomorrow. Let's give her some space today. I know she'll be back to her old self by then," Haven replied, and Amy and Molly nodded in agreement.

"How about we go clubbing tonight?" Molly suggested.

"You two can go, but I have other plans for tonight, so I won't be able to join you," Amy replied.

"It'll be boring, and besides, Ava isn't coming either. Maybe we should reschedule," Haven suggested, causing Molly to pout sadly.

"It'll be boring tonight, I have nowhere else to go," Molly mumbled.

"That's why I suggest you get a boyfriend, you'll never be lonely again," Haven joked, and Molly playfully swatted her lightly on the head before darting off.

"Come back here, you brat!" Haven called, chasing after her.

"You've left me behind! Wait for me!" Amy shouted, running after them.

Nico trailed behind them when they were chasing after Ava, but he didn't dare approach either Ava or her friends.

Worry gnawed at him, he was a coward, unable to confess his feelings to her all this time.

"I hope nothing bad happened to her," he mumbled to himself, taking a moment to consider how he could ease his worries.

After several minutes of fruitless contemplation, he realized he had no good ideas. With a heavy heart, he decided to leave the school and walked toward his car, then drove off.

...

It was already morning, and the chilly weather made it a day that could easily encourage laziness. However, Ryan got out of bed and headed straight to the bathroom.

As he stripped down, memories of what had happened in the school restroom flooded his mind. A smirk crept across his face as he began to stroke his cock, recalling how he had made Delilah cry. Another proud smirk escaped his lips.

"She's so dumb. Did she really think I would date someone like her?" Ryan mumbled, scoffing at the thought.

"I'll use her to pass the time; that way, I won't feel so bored," he mumbled as he stepped under the shower.

Water cascaded down from his head to his legs, and his hair clung to his forehead, giving him an irresistibly devilish look.

He continued to stroke himself.

After twenty minutes...

Ryan finished his shower and stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist.

He dried his hair before heading into his dressing room.

After a moment, he returned dressed in baggy jeans, an oversized shirt, and a cap pulled low over his head, all in black, even his shoes.

He put his ring lip on, grabbed his bag, and walked out of his room.

As he entered the living room, he found his mother sitting on the cold floor, her hair disheveled and her face pale, surrounded by a number of empty alcohol bottles.

He stepped closer just as she was about to open another bottle, snatching it from her grasp.

"You... you again! How dare you!" Vivian yelled, rising to her feet but staggering slightly. Ryan held her before she could fall.

"I told you not to drink anymore. Just look at yourself," he shot back angrily.

"You're just like your father! Why don't you just die? I hate seeing your face, just die!" Vivian suddenly screamed, but Ryan continued to glare at her.

"I'll kill you myself," Vivian said, tears streaming down her face. Ryan sighed in response.

"I'll take you to your room," he mumbled, dropping his bag on the couch and removing his cap. Unbeknownst to him, Vivian had already picked up an empty alcohol bottle from the floor.

As soon as he turned back to her, Vivian swung the bottle and hit it on his head.