ALEXANDER'S POV
"Alex! Stop," I heard Rubby scream, but I didn't care; I landed one blow, then another and another.
One surprising thing was that he didn't retaliate; all he did was block his face with his hands and allow me to punch every other part.
"Stop!" Rubby screamed again.
I released my grip on him panting heavily as though I had run a three hundred meters relay race.
"What's come over you?" Rubby asked, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Truth be told, I didn't even know what had come over me; I was so jealous and overprotective; it was a childish act, but I just couldn't help it.
Josh winked at me, fueling the already existing rage burning inside me.
"I'm sorry," he said turning to face Rubby, "I didn't mean to ruin your night."
What! That was his game, painting who
