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Fuck you, heart.
I knew I was right to hate you.
I see Dia climb into Aveena’s passenger seat as I’m closing in on them like a professional stalker. Aveena hurries inside the vehicle, and I hear the click of the door lock just as I halt in front of them. Locking the doors was a smart move. I definitely would’ve swung the door open and dragged Dia’s ass out of the car.
Aveena begins to drive away.
Then I panic and jump in front of the car without a care about my survival. Thankfully, Aveena slams the brakes at the last minute. Dia can either hear me out or have her friend run me over. Her choice.
My baby is sobbing in the passenger’s seat, and I’m almost tempted to let Aveena hit me with her car.
I deserve it.
I deserve all of it.
“Dia, please.” I stare her dead in the eyes through the windshield. The window on her friend’s side is open, and I know she can hear me. “Don’t fucking do this. Just listen to me.”
In response, Dia severs the eye contact and glances at Aveena before saying, “Drive.”
Aveena pushes the gear into reverse, and I rush to the passenger-seat window before they can take off. I slam my palms to the glass, fully aware that I look like a psycho.
I can’t help it.
I can’t just let her go.
“Dia, look at me. Just fucking look at me. Please.” I start to tear up, sounding like I swallowed a chunk of fucking glass. She won’t even spare me a glance, avoiding my eyes and covering part of her face like she can’t stand to look at me.
Aveena’s expression reeks of pity, and I cringe.
This is what I’ve become, huh?
A lovestruck puppy people feel sorry for?
My brain clings to the word “love.”
That’s right.
I fucking love her.
I’m in love with the girl I once swore to destroy.
And if she’s going to leave, she should know that.
“Diamond, I love you,” I croak, pressing my forehead to the window. For the first time since she got into the car, she hears me. She hears me and looks up.
“I fucking love you, Dia. I do. Just give me a chance to explain. Just… Please.”
Her features twist in shock. Like she can’t believe I just said that. I wish I’d said it earlier. Back when she first told me she loved me. I wish I didn’t have to use my love like a weapon to keep her.
But I’m selfish.
Let’s be real, I’m a piece of shit.
I’m the guy who ruins everything she owns and lies.
I’m the guy she has to lift off a fucking bridge in the middle of the night. But mostly, I’m the guy who borrows money from a criminal to hire a private investigator.
The guy who would cross every line imaginable to get rid of his house sitter...
