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As soon as the doors close, something hard hits me right in the side of the head, catching me off guard. I don’t even have the chance to see what, or to fight back because my vision goes blurry then black, and I’m out.
That motherfucker lied.
“You can wipe that smug grin off of your face,” I snarl at Lya, ripping my arm out of her grasp. “You don’t need to cling to me like I’m going to make a run for it. I’m very familiar with being held captive—I know when I’ve got a chance to run and when I don’t.”
Fuck, words are just spilling out of my mouth before I can even think about what I’m saying. I need to be careful, but it’s hard because I’m raging.
Lya doesn’t say anything as she pulls open the passenger side door, ushering me in, but I see the falter in her step, and the hesitancy in her movements. She’s inside her head right now. She’s probably wondering how I can possibly be with Greyson after everything that happened.
My body’s begging me to run back to him, but I can’t do that. If I want there to be any chance of Lya hearing me out, I’m going to have to play into what she wants. She might think the ball is in her court, but I’ll eventually get her to see that Greyson’s not evil—he’s just a tormented soul, like me.
“I don’t have a smug grin on my face. I’m fucking furious at you right now. This grin? It’s one of pure madness. All I want to do is rip him from limb to limb for even being ballsy enough to be within fifty miles of you.”
Lya slams my door shut, and rounds the front of her blue Audi. I never take my eyes off her as she holds my gaze the entire time, trying to shoot daggers into my soul. Too bad I learned how to block out emotions a long time ago; I can be as cold as ice when I want to be. Except when it comes to Greyson—my emotions for him break past my barriers every time.
She turns to me after getting in and slamming her door. I look straight ahead, trying to see if Greyson and Thiago are leaving the library yet.
“What were you thinking, Lainey? You do realize he’s the man who helped keep you captive and sold you to Sutton? Also, not to mention the fact that he kidnapped me and tried to hold me hostage? Did you just magically forget that while you were riding his face in the middle of the library?” Her voice makes me feel like a bucket of ice has been poured over my head.
Fuck. She’s beyond pissed off. I mean, I knew she wouldn’t take it well, but it’s worse than I could’ve imagined. I betrayed her trust willingly and didn’t even think about how it’d affect her, finding out this way.
Not being able to take it anymore, I slam my palms down on her dash. As guilty as I feel, I’m furious right now that she’s not willing to hear me out, to hear Greyson’s side of the story. I know where she’s coming from, and she has every right to be mad, but that doesn’t take away how I feel.
“No I didn’t forget, Lya. I’m not suddenly having amnesia.”
“I didn't say you were—” Lya tries to argue, but I cut her off.
“Let me finish. Lya, I love you so damn much. You never gave up on me, you never stopped looking for me, and I’ll never stop being thankful for that. But you need to stop treating me like I can’t make choices for myself.”
With that, I lean back in the seat, crossing my arms over my chest, which is heaving up and down. It’s all true. I love her and I’m so thankful that she saved me, but I also want to live a normal life without her trying to protect me all the time. Granted, the person I’m trying to have that normal life with isn’t some random guy. He’s someone we both have messed up history with.
She aggressively puts the car in drive and peels out of her spot, causing the tires to screech at the sudden movement. I wait and wait for her to say something, but for once, she has no words. Just as I’m about to call her out, she speaks.
“I don’t think you’re stupid, but how could you do this? He’s an actual psycho. He’s hurt both you and me. Did you just think me and the guys would forget about it all, and we could become one big happy family?” Her accusatory tone hits me deep inside my chest.
Of course, I’ve thought about what this could mean for me and Greyson, and what this could mean for me and Lya. It’s so messed up that I don’t even know how it can realistically work, but I won’t stop fighting. Maybe if she could hear his side and he could hear her side, they could see where the other was coming from...Fuck, that won’t work.They both are too stubborn. The only way I think Lya will see where I’m coming from is if I canshowher how much he means to me. That he’s a broken man, with a bucketload of issues, but he’s the broken man who has pieced me together again.
Greyson has tangled himself deep inside of my heart. He’s taken the shards of my broken soul and fitted them together with his own shattered parts, until we became whole together. Where you see part of my darkness, Greyson fills it with the light he doesn’t know he has. We are two messed up, fractured souls, pushing and pulling on each other in order to survive.
“I have thought about it. It wasn’t my intention to hurt you or to bring any of that past shit up, but what Greyson and I have? I can’t explain. I hated him for nine years, but seeing him again just did something to me. We have this history; our past binds us together—it’s like I was broken into a million little pieces, and he’s the only one that can make them fit back together.” My tone is calm, trying to flip this situation to get us in the right direction. She loves her guys and all their broken pieces, so maybe she’ll see it’s the same for me and Grey.
“How long?”
“How long what?” Shifting my gaze to her for the first time, I see her jaw is tense, the muscle ticking.
“How long have you been sneaking around behind my back?” She pulls into the underground parking garage at VPAC Tech, pulling me out of the sea of madness that’s swirling around my mind.
“Why are we here? Why aren’t we going home?” I decide not to answer her question, instead trying to figure out what her game plan is here.
“Avoidance much?” She abruptly puts the car in park as we pull into her spot. She tilts her head back, leaning it against the headrest for a second. Her body is tense, and she’s practically shaking with rage.
She pulls on her car door handle, getting out with lightning speed and heading toward the elevator. Deciding that I need to see how this plays out, I follow her.
Stepping up to the elevator, Lya scans her badge, allowing the doors to slide open. The moment we step inside, I feel like a caged animal. Lya has fury radiating off her body and I feel like I’m suffocating from the tension.
“What are we doing here?” I repeat.
“I’ve got to get some shit done and I’m not letting you out of my sight.” She shrugs causally, like she didn’t just tell me I need to have a permanent babysitter.
