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Maybe I would have found the backbone to tell someone.
Maybe.
Maybe.
Maybe...
The thoughts run on repeat through my mind.
There’s so much I’d go back and do differently, but I can’t. This is my fate.
Maybe it always was.
Silent tears stream down my cheeks, but I don’t look at Warren. I can’t. He’s destroyed my life, ruined my spirit and future. And when he finally does it, when he watches the life drain from my eyes, he’ll destroy Conner. The boy I love more than anything else in the entire world.
It’s not fair.
None of it is fair.
But life isn’t fair.
It’s hard and messy and raw. And it hurts. It hurts so much.
Warren leans in, dragging his tongue along my cheek and collecting up my tears. It’s such an intimate thing, so evil and twisted, as if he wants to taste my pain.
I don’t think I’ve ever hated him more than I do in this moment.
“You know, I thought we were the same, Kennedy. I thought you understood me. But no, it was always him, wasn’t it?” The anger in his voice is tempered with sadness as he lays his palm against my cheek in a surprisingly tender move. “It wasn’t always bad between us, was it?”
Bitter laughter bubbles in my chest as I throw my head back and cackle at his words. I sound deranged, completely and utterly unhinged, but it feels good. The burst of pent-up emotion feels long overdue.
“Shut up.” Warren leaps up, looming over me like a dark shadow. “Shut the fuck up.”
“What are you going to do?” I snarl. “Kill me?”
His eyes narrow with contempt, but I’m not done. I need this. I need him to know he will never have me the way Conner has.
“You repulse me,” I spit. “You’re not even a speck of the man Conner is. He’s kind and gentle and he loves me. He. Loves. Me. You wouldn’t know how to love if it hit you in the face.”
Warren quietly seethes as he watches me break apart at the seams, spewing word after word at him. I’ll regret this in a minute, when he snaps and unleashes the monster I know lives inside him. But I can’t find it in me to care anymore.
“Everything about you makes me want to puke. You’re not a man, Warren. You’re a monster. A disgusting, spineless mon—”
He hits me so hard the chair shakes. Pain shoots down my jaw and into my spine. But I don’t cry. I won’t.
“Say that again—”
“I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”
Whack.
He backhands me with such force, my head snaps back and stars swim across my vision. “You fucking bitch. You think you’re better than me? You think you’re so high and mighty because what? Jagger took pity on you and landed you in the middle of this? Look around, baby. They’re not coming. They don’t care about you. They only care about themselves. And when you’re gone, I’ll still be here to watch them tear themselves apart.”
I glare at him, pressing my lips into a thin line, smothering the pained cry trying to escape.
“You’re nothing, Kennedy. You’ve always been nothing, and you’ll always be nothing. Well, soon enough you’ll be worm food.”
Bile rushes up my throat, but I swallow it down.
