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He stumbled back, laughing as Em rushed up a few steps and stopped.
“This isn’t a good night, Will,” he warned. “Don’t be stupid.”
I walked around, eyeing her. “Where are the bruises coming from?”
She dropped her eyes.
I looked at Damon, shaking my head. “I knew you were rough, but I didn’t think you were that rough.”
He chuckled, running his hand through his hair and looking exasperated. “Tell him,” he told Emmy.
I glared, my eyes shooting from him to her as she cast a worried look to Damon.
“Tell him,” Damon barked again.
Son of a bitch. I reared my fist back and punched the motherfucker right across the jaw. He hit the ground, grunting and grabbing his face.
He did not get to know shit about her that I didn’t. Fuck him.
“Was he good?” I turned to Em. “Did you like it?”
I knew it was odd I saw them both at the cathedral the same night. How long had it been going on?
Her eyes pooled with tears as she stared at me, looking helpless as she held her hands in front of her, like I was going to hit her or something.
What the hell did he know about her that I didn’t? She was my girl, not his.
Everything ached in my chest, and I blinked away the burn in my eyes. “I told you I loved you last night,” I said. “You didn’t even hear me, did you?”
She stepped up to me. “Don’t ruin it. Just remember it being good. Please.”
“Why?” I yelled, whipping off my hoodie and working my belt as I backed her into the mats. “If it’s going to fucking end, why let anything good remain? I don’t want to miss you or this!”
Tears filled my eyes as I undid my belt and tore off my T-shirt, and I could hear her start crying as I pressed into her.
“Let’s just ruin it for good right here!” I yelled down at her. “Remind me that I was just a fuck.”
I grabbed her face, diving in, but she threw her arms around me, shaking with sobs.
“I do…want you,” she whispered, crying. “It’s all about you.”
My chest shook, and I could barely breathe as I stared down at her.
“But you can’t stand me, either,” I gritted out. “You can’t trust me, and you don’t think I’ll ever be anything more or ever good enough, right?”
If she trusted me, she’d tell me what the hell was going on.
She closed her eyes behind her glasses, shaking her head.
But she didn’t argue with my conclusion, either.
She didn’t love me.
Damon pulled me away from her, shoving me back. “You’re drunk.”
And?
“What were you doing together?” I yelled, hooking my arm around his neck and dropping us both to the fucking floor. I swung my fist back and slammed him in the face again, blood dripping from the corner of his eye.
