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I want her. I want her so fucking bad.
But all I can see is her bruises, her pain, and him.
Him.
That cunt needs to die for ever laying a finger on my girl. But now, even without his presence, he's coming between us and fucking up our lives.
He shouldn't have that kind of power over us.
No one even knows where the fuck he is, yet he's controlling our lives.
"I'm coming for you, you motherfucker," I warn no one, feeling
the need to put the threat out there in the world.
The crack of a twig to my right causes my head to snap to the side, but just like every inch of this road, it's in total darkness. Even if there was someone out there, I'd never see them.
The sound of another engine approaching drags my mind from the shadows seconds before a tow truck pulls up in front of my car.
"G?" I ask when a guy dressed in oil-stained clothes drops down from the driver's seat.
"Yeah."
"It's this one," I say, pointing to my blown-out tire and standing aside so he can do his thing.
"Okay, let's get her hooked up and go fix her up."
It's almost three hours later when I finally get back to the house with a new tire. Thankfully the rim wasn't damaged too bad, so G was able to just put a new tire on for now.
I run up the stairs before flinging my bedroom door open in the hope she'll be here, but as I step inside, I find it empty.
A noise coming from another room catches my attention, and I march toward Cole's bedroom, giving his door the same treatment as I did my own. Only when I look inside, his isn't empty. He's rolling around in bed with Hadley.
"Ever heard of knocking, asshole?"
"Where is she?" I ask, ignoring the fact that they're clearly in the middle of something. If I'm not getting any, then they can suffer along with me.
"I think you should just give her some space, Con. She was pissed."
"Where did you take her? Because I swear to God if you took her to that fucking party to—"
"She's at the dorms," a soft voice interrupts before she sits up behind Cole with the sheets clutched to her chest.
I breathe a sigh of relief, but I don't relax, not even a little bit. "Okay, good. I'm go—"
"Cole's right, Con. You need to leave it for tonight."
"But—"
"You hurt her. Just let her cool down and talk to her tomorrow."
"This is fucking bullshit," I spit, spinning on my heels and kicking Cole's bedroom door so hard that it ricochets off the wall and slams shut behind me.
I gaze at the stairs. It would be so easy to jump back in my car and demand she talks to me. But how would that help? I'm still not going to be able to give her what she needs.
Slamming my bedroom door shut, I fall down on my bed. All she wanted was for me to fuck her, to make her feel good. It shouldn't be this hard.
I close my eyes and allow myself to drown in darkness and regrets for a few minutes.
