Noah opens his mouth, but I shake my head and hold my hand up. “Don’t even try to deny it. I saw the footage of you and Savannahbeforethe locked-in ceremony. You made a decision, now stick to it. If she’s satisfied whatever you were looking for, or you’ve run out of shit to talk about, that’s not my problem.”
His face pales, and I can see he’s trying to come up with anything and everything he could possibly say to excuse it all away. It won’t work, though. I’m not even remotely interested in whatever the hell he wants to try selling me.
Shaking my head, I turn on my heel and head for my room. What a fucking joke. Interrupting my sleep for this? Wars have been started over less. Probably. I don’t know. There have been a lot of stupid reasons that wars have begun, so I’m sure it’s true.
I’m just about to reach for my door handle when Noah grabs my arm and turns me, pushing my back against the wall. Pain snaps through me as Noah braces his hands on my shoulders, keeping me effectively pinned. His eyes are wide and desperate as his fingers dig into my skin.
“I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry. I fucked up. Can’t you just forgive me already? You know we have something. Why are you fighting it?” he snaps.
Is he delusional?
Fear stirs inside me, mainly because of how irrationally he’s behaving. I know there’s no room for reason right now, so all I care about is getting away from him.
“Noah, let me go,” I say evenly.
“No!” he snarls, pulling my shoulders towards him, then slamming me against the wall once more.
The wind is stolen from my chest as his grip becomes painful.
“I’m not letting you go! This isn’t the end for us, Courtney. It can’t be. I want to be with you!”
“You’re hurting me,” I say, doing my best to keep my tone even as a tear slips down my cheek.
“Please!” he snaps in my face. “Please say you’ll take me back. I’ll go to the producers and we can switch. Everything can go back to normal. I’ll fix it!” he yammers on as he shakes me oncemore.
“Noah, stop! Please!” I cry, loud enough to wake someone. God, please, anyone.
“No! Say you want me too and then I can fix this, I can fix it all!” he says.
I shake my head and see that desperation begin to slip as irritation takes over. Before he can say or do anything else, though, he’s being tackled away from me. One minute, he has me pinned against the wall, and the next he’s being taken down to the floor, both him and the other person landing on the floor with a thud.
It only takes me a moment to recognize Landon, who begins driving his fist into Noah’s face. Noah attempts to throw a few punches back, but he barely grazes Landon’s face before he’s giving it right back to him.
Fuck.
I try Luna and Shane’s door before I bang on it repeatedly until it finally opens. Shane looks at me, dazed, as I point to the midnight brawl in the hallway.
“Break them up!” I shout.
Several other doors open, and Calvin and Mason come stumbling out of their rooms while Shane slips past me. It takes both Mason and Shane to haul Landon off Noah, and when they do, he’s like a wild animal, practically gnashing his teeth as he rages against the guys. Calvin bends down to help Noah up, but he can barely see straight. His head lolls from side to side, blood pouring from his nose and mouth.
“What the hell is going on?” Mason snarls.
Landon strains against him and Shane once more as he speaks directly to Noah, who’s now on his feet. “If you ever touch her again, I will break every goddamn bone in your body! Do you hear me?”
Noah doesn’t respond, just stumbles a few steps away like he’s afraid of Landon. Clearly, he should be.
Calvin helps Noah back to his room as Angel and Kenzie watch from their doorways. Welp, this is nice and humiliating.
Landon’s chest is still heaving as he watches Noah go, before his eyes come to me. He shrugs the guys off, then starts for me. Shane attempts to grab him once more, but I wave him off, and Landon wastes no time crossing the distance between us.
Once we’re chest to chest, Landon lifts his hand carefully, so slowly I wonder what he’s even doing, before he brushes a stray tear away from my cheek.
“Are you okay?”
I nod.
He frowns before capturing my hands in his and bringing them up to my face. I didn’t even realize I was shaking until he shows me my hands. I guess maybe I am a little shaken up.
