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-"

You seduced me, Angel. You made me fall for you, and now you've thrown me away

a slap. "That's not true," I whispered, tears welling

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, how

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

stop it," he snapped. "Stop pretending you're the victim here. You're the

at him, shaking with anger and hurt. "Shut up, Hendrix. Just shut up!" I screamed. Before I realized what I was doing, my

cheek reddened instantly, and I saw a thin line of blood where my

I 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

desperate and rough, and for a split second, I couldn't move. When I finally tried to pull away, his grip

his thumbs brushed against my skin 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

voice cracked as he whispered. "Tell me you

like it was closing, and my heart was pounding

were good together. We

down my face as I shook my head. "Hendrix, it's wrong.

start?" he demanded and tightened his grip. "When did you start falling

don't know!" I cried. "I don't know, Hendrix. I just " I choked on a sob. "What we have... it's wrong. On

he said mockingly.

"I didn't mean "

anger, and he laughed bitterly. "You know what? It doesn't matter. You're mine, Angel. You'll always be mine. And I'll wait-no matter

"Hendrix, please "

down and pressed a kiss to my trembling hand. "You're mine," he whispered again before turning

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

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