You Mocked Me I’m The One You Fear Chapter 03
The room broke into laughter.
“Of course you’ve never lost. You’ve never competed!”
“Listen to her. She actually believes herself.”
Vanessa laughed too, but there was nothing warm in it.
She stepped closer.
“I’ve wanted to say this for a long time, Maya.”
Her eyes flicked toward the door.
“This is a team room. You’re not even on the roster. So stop standing here telling us how to compete. Leave.”
Then she shoved me.
I wasn’t expecting it. I stumbled backward and slammed my lower back into the metal door handle. A dull bolt of pain shot up my spine.
Ethan moved instantly—not toward me, but in front of Vanessa.
He looked at me as if I were the danger.
“Maya, if you hadn’t said all that, she wouldn’t have pushed you. Don’t do anything.”
Then, as though realizing how bad that sounded, he added, “She still has to compete in Round Two. She can’t get hurt right now.”
I took my hand off my back and forced myself upright.
It hurt.
But suddenly, everything was very clear.
I drew in a breath.
“Ethan. We’re done.”
His pupils widened. “What?”
“You’re breaking up with me because I told you to back off for five minutes?”
His brow furrowed.
“Maya, don’t turn competition day into some relationship drama between the three of us.”
I looked at him.
“You never forget Vanessa’s coffee order, but somehow you still forget I’m allergic to peanuts.”
His face changed.
“When my mom came for Family Weekend, you stayed in your dorm playing games. When her parents came, you planned their entire visit a week in advance and drove to the airport yourself.”
With every sentence, more color drained from his face.
I looked straight at him.
“If I have to keep reminding you which one of us is actually your girlfriend, then there isn’t much of a relationship left to save.”
I unclasped the bracelet he’d given me and set it on the table.
Then I turned to leave.
Ethan reached for my wrist, but Vanessa caught his arm first.
Her voice turned cold.
“Fine. Then go. Ethan doesn’t have time for this right now.”
She looked at him.
“Don’t chase her. Once we win Round Two and the final round, she’ll be the first one crawling back.”
His hand stopped in midair.
At that moment, a staff member rushed through the door.
“Round Two starts in five. Everyone at your stations now.”
Ethan swallowed whatever he was about to say.
“Maya, I’m not doing this with you right now.”
His voice dropped.
“We’ll talk after the match.”
Everyone hurried out.
I followed.