Chapter 100

(Angel's POV)

I found Hendrix in the gym, his back turned to the door as he punched the heavy bag with relentless force. Each thud echoed in the empty space, matching the pounding in my chest. For weeks, I had tried to reach him, to understand him, but every attempt had been met with silence, cold shoulders, and now with this anger he wore like armor.

"Hendrix," I called. My voice was firm but shaking slightly.

He didn't respond. His fists continued to connect with the bag, and the chain rattled with each hit.

I stepped closer and clenched my fists at my sides. "I'm tired of this. Of you. Acting like a child, ignoring me, ignoring everyone! What are you even trying to prove?"

Still, nothing. He didn't even glance back.

"Hendrix!" I shouted. "You're being selfish and inconsiderate! I've been breaking my back trying to take care of you-do you realize that? Every second, I've been thinking about you, worrying about you, and this is how you repay me? By shutting me out?"

His fists stopped mid-swing. His shoulders stiffened, but he still didn't turn.

"Do you have any idea how much you've hurt me these past few weeks?" My voice wavered, but I pushed through. "Instead of being happy, I'm drowning in guilt because all I can think about is how I've failed you. But no, you'd rather sulk and act like a child than talk to me or Thomas-or anyone! What is wrong with you?"

I was panting now as I let my words sink into that thick skull of his. He turned slowly until we were face to face with each other. His face was blank, and his eyes unreadable. The silence between us stretched unbearably. "Hendrix, please," I said, my tone softer now. I reached out to touch his arm, but he jerked away.

"Don't," he said coldly. "Don't pretend you care."

His words sliced through me like a blade. "I don't care?" My voice rose again. "Are you serious? Everything I've done has been for you!"

"Everything you've done?" he sneered. "You mean abandoning me for Thomas? Or maybe parading your new relationship around like it's some great victory?"

"That's not fair-"

has ever been fair. You seduced me, Angel. You made me fall for you, and now

like a slap. "That's not true,"

stepped closer. His voice was rising with every word. "You got what you wanted, didn't you? You played the perfect little sister until it wasn't enough. And now, you've got Thomas, and you're so happy, right? So tell me, Angel,

tone made my stomach turn. "Stop it," I

you're the

hurt. "Shut up, Hendrix. Just shut up!"

and I saw a thin line of blood where my

reached for him, but he grabbed my wrist

moment, we just stood there, inches apart, breathing heavily. His eyes bored into mine, and they were raw and filled with something

I couldn't move. When I finally tried to pull away, his grip tightened,

as his mouth moved against mine. It was overwhelming, suffocating, and yet... familiar. When he finally pulled back, we were both gasping for air. His forehead rested against mine as tears

cracked as he whispered. "Tell me you

and my heart was pounding so loudly

he asked in a gut wrenching cadence. "We were good together. We

shook my head. "Hendrix,

grip. "When did you start

choked on a sob. "What we have... it's wrong. On

him," he said mockingly. "It's just that you think what we have is wrong. Is that

"I didn't mean "

matter. You're mine, Angel. You'll always be mine. And I'll

"Hendrix, please "

to my trembling hand. "You're mine," he

the door closed behind him, my knees gave out, and I collapsed to the floor. The sobs tore through me, and I couldn't stop them. My chest felt

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