Jennie Wilson POV

“ I am f***ing talking to you Jennie!” He grabbed my arm dashing me into his hard chest and I immediately slacked my arm off him.

“ Don’t you dare touch me, you son of a b*tch! “ I hissed at him venomously stepping back.

“ You think this is all joke for you isn’t it.... acting like nothing happened without any remorse. Why would you even do that, it’s me who always suffers anyway.”

“ Look if you are mad at me because for what happened yesterday, I am sorry”

“ SORRY? “ I yelled at him. “ You would have even said ‘ Sorry’ to...