Ultimate Ruler Of The Infinite World

CHAPTER 02

He shoved the door open and all he could feel was a sharp piercing needle pummelling through his heart. His heart got shattered instantly.

Dylan moved clumsily with tears brimming in his eyes as he watched his trusted girlfriend, who was already in cloud nine with Mr. Taylor's son.

At first, he thought of turning back and leaving them to enjoy the moment since they were oblivious that someone was watching. But rage coupled with frustration trapped his feet to the ground, and he watched closely as the remaining piece of his heart got shattered the more.

He couldn't take it anymore...I got beaten all because I need money to buy her a birthday present and here she is cuddling with my Boss's son.

"Ashley...!!" He yelled in a loud agonizing voice.

Dylan's voiced jolted Ashley from her realm of emotional pleasure.

"Uhm..." She looked up and saw Dylan's bruised face masked with pain as hot tears welled up his eyes.

"Dylan...." She quickly covered themselves with the duvet. "What are you doing here?" She tried to hide her nervousness with a smile.

"Really? What am I doing here? And here you are, having a wonderful time with not just anyone but my Boss son, after I told you about getting my salary to buy you a birthday gift ." he chuckled bitterly and turned towards Taylor's son, who was already dressed,

"Desmond...." He gulped. "After everything your family did to me, you are not satisfied that you still have to take my girlfriend away from me?" He said with bitterness lurked beneath his voice.

"Hey... Watch the way you talk to me you little piece of shit...!" Desmond retaliated with annoyance in his tone. He wasn't feeling any sign of remorse.

"Stay away from my girlfriend because the next time you go...." He didn't finish his warning before he saw Desmond locking lips with Ashley right in his presence.

He felt an intensified pain that the only thoughts hovering over his head was dashing towards Desmond and beating hell out of him.

Ashely reciprocated the kiss, which turned into a passionate one.

"Yes...? And If I don't, what are you going to do... poor shit, huh? Can you imagine this cleaner that clean my house. You're so dramatic." He said and went back into the bed.

"It's over between us, Dylan, Don't you get it. I'm not in your class anymore." She said as Desmond's hand found her hips, took them and moved them to her butt. It felt massive, firm and a great hold.

"You heard that, poverty-stricken shit." Desmond voiced out and kissed her again. Making it look extremely obvious that she was all for him.

"He forced you right? I know he forced you to do this, Ashely, listen to me, he's just using you and once he's done. He is going to dump you, that's what Desmond is fond of doing in campus. And one thing you should...."

"Shhhh.....!!!! Enough of this bullshit, you're ruining the moment and no one forced me to do anything. We both know how hard you work before getting money, You had to beg for your salary before you can get a birthday gift for me... Gosh!!!

Who knows..? You might have been kicked out of campus if not for your scholarship. I want more than that. I need a life....!! I'm sick and tired of staying with a low class budget like you. Don't you get that?"

"And yes... I have been seeing Desmond for a long time now. So it's very obvious I have graduate from your class long ago." She cussed.

"Why are you still standing there? Has poverty block your ear pores too? It's over. Ashley and I are currently dating. She's happy with someone that can provide her needs for her." The more Desmond keep talking the more Dylan feel like shutting him up forever, but here he was, feeling annoyed and powerless like usual.

"After all these years? You just can't do this to me, this isn't fair." Dylan couldn't hold himself anymore. Tears rolled down his cheek and he quickly clean the stray of tears off and put on an icy face betraying what he actually feel inside.

"What isn't fair? You waiting till it's my birthday before getting me what I want? Can you take care of me. Gosh...! You haven't been able to even take care of yourself. It had always been a shame walking with you in school. You irritate me a lot if I never told you." With that she stood up angrily and covered herself with her nightwear.

Ashley had never insulted him like this before. At first, he thought he was dreaming, but this was reality and when he thought he had something ongoing, Mr. Taylor's family ruin everything for him.

Desmond Taylor is one of the famous dudes in school and every girl's dream not because of how handsome he were, but because of his fame and money. Dylan had to accept reality that handsomeness isn't everything.

Desmond walked towards Dylan with an accomplishment smile extended over his face. Dylan's hand formed a solid mass as his fingernails sank into his palm causing his hand to nearly bleed.

"Now I see why my Dad didn't want to help you. Hahaha," he laughed mockingly as he closed the gap between them.

Dylan wasn't just handsome in large margin than Desmond, he was taller unlike Desmond who was averagely short.

"Mr. Taylor didn't help, I worked for it and he refused to pay me when I need the money. How do you describe that? Wickedness or help? I think it's the former."

"Don't you dare insult my Dad. You know what, we're not paying a dine and I'll let the whole school know that you worked as a cleaner and how you lost your girlfriend because you couldn't take her of care." Desmond threatened with a cynical smile lingering over his face.

He saw many reasons why he should beat the hell out of Desmond, but he gave it a rethink and came to the realization that it wasn't worth it.

Fighting for someone who deny you all because of some rich dude. It wasn't worth it, and Punching him will only increase his suffering.

He had finally gotten a chance to see through Ashley. She wasn't different from other campus girls after all. And today she showed her true colour.

"Today, you rejected me because I'm broke. Tomorrow, you will regret that you made a grave mistake." With an icy face, he said and stormed out of the room in a huff, slamming the door behind him forcefully.

Just as he left, his cellphone rang and it was a text message from a W******p group: The Tripod, his Friends at campus. They were just three of them in the group.

Barry: [Hey man, you got the gift for her already?]

He heaved in frustration and silent his phone immediately. He slumped onto a nearby bench, feeling emptied and perplexed. Dylan raised his head up and glared at the featureless grey blanket of low clouds in the sky, with his heart heavily laden with sorrow.

"God... Why is my life like this? Why am I so unfortunate? I just want to be happy... Is that so much to ask." He uttered with a dolorous tone as his financial life teared down on him.

He stood up and headed for campus, but the image of Ashley and Desmond kissing just couldn't get out of his head. Today was a day to remember indeed

"Arghhhhhh.... But I did everything for her. Loved her and cared for her. Haven't I don't enough. Why does she have to cheat on me."

As he walked aimlessly and distraught down the road, a speeding car came out of nowhere, and before he could react, it swept him off with a tremendous force.

CRASH....!!!