His After The Heartbreak (BL)-Chapter 73: She Is Back

Chapter 73- She Is Back

Tyler's POV

I froze.

That voice...

That fucking voice.

That annoying, bitchy voice that could make my blood boil with just a single word.

Slowly, I turned around — and there she was.

Alexis.

The girl who once made my heart race...

Standing there like she hadn't shattered my entire fucking life.

Like she didn't drag my heart through the mud, rip it to pieces, and parade it around the whole fucking school.

She looked exactly the same — like a bitch

All I could see was the devil wrapped in designer clothes.

I didn't feel love.

I didn't feel heartbreak.

I didn't feel pity.

All I felt was hate.

Pure.

Undiluted.

Bone-deep HATE.

Why was she smiling like she still had the right to look me in the eyes after everything?

"Missed me, Tyler?"

Her voice was sickly sweet, like she was enjoying this.

I clenched my jaw, trying to control the burning rage rising inside me.

"What are you doing here?" I asked coldly, disgust plastered all over my face.

She chuckled softly, flipping her blonde hair like the shameless bitch she was.

"Did you forget, darling? We share the same physics class... or are you too busy playing the school's new bad boy to remember?"

This bitch...

This cheating, manipulative, lying, cum-dumpster bitch had the fucking AUDACITY to stand in front of me.

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I turned back around.

I didn't have time for this.

But then that voice...

That bitchy voice rang out again.

"C'mon, Tyler... Don't be so cold."

Her heels clicked against the floor as she walked closer.

"What happened to the gentleman who used to worship the ground I walked on? Where's the Tyler that would literally kiss my feet if I asked him to?"

I clenched my fists so tight my nails dug into my palms.

Where was that Tyler?

Dead.

He died the second he caught this whore kissing someone else while she claimed to be at home.

I turned slowly, meeting her eyes with a cold glare.

"The Tyler you're looking for?"

I leaned in closer, voice dropping lower.

"That motherfucker doesn't exist anymore."

Her smirk flickered — just for a second — but I caught it.

I hoped every word pierced through her chest like a fucking knife.

"You're still crying about that? It wouldn't have happened if you had listened to me and stayed home that night. I warned you not to come, but you just had to show up and play detective."

I blinked.

Did this girl seriously just try to blame me for her cheating?

I stared at her like she had grown two heads.

"You can't be fucking serious right now."

"Oh, I am."

She folded her arms, stepping even closer.

"If you hadn't come to that party, we would still be together. Everything was perfect until you ruined it."

I let out a sharp, bitter laugh — the kind that even surprised me.

"You know, Alexis... I always knew you were a bitch... but I never knew you were a psychopath too."

I crossed my arms, cocking my head to the side.

"So let me get this straight..."

I counted on my fingers like I was explaining basic math to a fucking toddler.

"You cheated on me... not once... not twice... but with four different guys."

"Five actually." I corrected myself with a sarcastic smile.

"Remember the day you told me you were sick and I carried your miserable cheating ass home from school? Yeah... I found out about the tape. You fucked that guy too."

Her face paled.

"Oh, so now it's my fault that you're a fucking whore? Maybe I should have mind-read that you were craving dicks like a buffet table?"

A small crowd started to gather around the hallway, but I didn't give a single fuck.

"You're really out here acting like I'm the villain when you spread your legs faster than a fucking door hinge."

Her eyes darkened with anger.

"You don't get to talk to me like that, Tyler."

I stepped closer, leaning down to her ear.

"Oh, but I do."

I smirked.

"Because the difference between me and you, Alexis... is that I'm finally saying what everyone in this school whispers behind your back."

Her face flushed red, but she quickly masked it with another fake smirk.

"Get over it, Tyler." She stepped closer, voice low and seductive like I was still that dumb little puppy she used to have wrapped around her finger.

"I know you still want me."

I almost laughed out loud.

Want her?

I'd rather stick my dick in a blender and press the highest speed.

"Alexis..." I chuckled darkly.

"The only thing I want from you is a time machine so I can go back and give the condom your dad used a fucking upgrade."

Gasps echoed around the hallway.

Her eyes widened in shock.

"Oh, now you're quiet?" I mocked, leaning closer.

"What happened to all that confidence? Where's that little devil tongue you used to suck the whole school's dicks with?"

Her face was turning redder by the second.

"You don't get to talk to me like that, Tyler."

I could see her hand twitching — ready to do what she did best...

Slap me.

I straightened up, giving her the filthiest look of disgust.

"If you dare raise that hand... I swear on everything, Alexis — I will return it in a million folds."

Her eyes widened in shock.

I could see the fear flicker behind them because she knew I meant every word.

"This isn't like before." I whispered darkly.

"I'm not the pathetic lovesick puppy you slapped around and manipulated anymore. That Tyler is dead."

She quickly dropped her hand, trying to mask the humiliation on her face.

"You wanna talk about the perfect couple we used to be?" I sneered.

"You were perfect, alright... the perfect definition of a community pussy."

Gasps echoed around the hallway.

Her mouth fell open, but no words came out.

"Bitch, if loyalty was a job, you'd be unemployed."

A few students snickered behind me.

"You out here reminiscing about 'those days' like you're some tragic ex... meanwhile, half of the male population in this school has had a taste of you."

Her face was bright red now — trembling with anger.

I could tell she wanted to scream, cry, or maybe even attack me... but she didn't.

Because she knew...

I wasn't playing anymore.

"You want me back?" I chuckled bitterly.

"Go apply for a job at the strip club... maybe I'll pay for a private dance."

Boom.

Her breath caught, and I could see the tears pooling in her green eyes.

The crowd behind me burst out laughing.

"You... you're going to pay for this."

I stepped closer, my voice dropping low so only she could hear.

"No, Alexis..."

I leaned in, smirking.

"You already paid... the moment you lost me."

Her chest was rising and falling faster now.

I could see the tears glistening in her eyes — but I didn't give a single fuck.

She deserved every single word.

Every insult.

Every piece of humiliation.

"You really thought I'd come crawling back to you?" I sneered.

"You thought you could cheat on me, fuck half the school's football team, and then waltz back into my life like nothing happened?"

I shook my head slowly.

"I'm not your fucking backup plan, Alexis."

"I'm not the dumb little boy you used to play with."

The only way I'd ever touch you again is if I was blind, deaf, and suffering from fucking amnesia."

Her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water.

She was pissed.

Embarrassed.

Humiliated.

And I fucking loved it.

Her voice shook, tears threatening to spill.

I chuckled bitterly.

"You think you're the main character, Alexis?"

I leaned in closer, voice low and dangerous.

"You ain't shit but the school's practice dummy."

Her face twisted in anger — but before she could say another word, a voice sliced through the air.

"Could you go now that my man told you that he is no longer interested in you?."