TRISHA

"Idiot!" I shouted after his car. To think I had even gotten him, only to be pushed away in the most humiliating way.

He was clearly disgusted merely by my presence, not to talk of what I had to say.

To crown my pain, it was Rubby again.

"And to think you had the guts to come to me after you tried pouring acid on the woman I love," I mimicked, sticking out my tongue and making funny faces.

"Rubby, Rubby!" I shouted.

The gym instructor had come out now and had probably watched ...