Christina's POV.
Aaron had been begging me through out our ride to wherever he was taking me. Even though I told him countless times that I wasn't angry, he refused to listen to me.
I was angry. Infact I was boiling, but I knew it was not his fault. Any girl that encountered Aaron just once, would not want to let him go, so I understood. I just could not shake my anger. I didn't even know who I was angry at; Aaron for being unwaveringly handsome and attracting all types of girls that I knew at one glance were drop dead gorgeous with model bodies, or at myself for being jealous when I knew he was with me or at the stupid b***h who dared to call him handsome or get herself into his room.
I concluded that I was angry at the b***h. I was never one for wrath but I knew how to fight when
