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“Please.” He grabs my forearm and spins me around just before I make it to the doors leading to the lobby.
“Let me go, Westin,” I warn, feeling the flare in my nostrils as my anger resurfaces, this time even stronger.
“Let me explain,” he stutters out, clearly not sure how to deal with how unpredictable I'm behaving. Neither man has ever seen me like this before. Honestly, I'm not sure if I've ever seen myself like this.
“Explain what, Westin?” I turn, stepping into him, which forces him to take a step back. Before I even realize what I’m doing, my hands fly out in front of me and forcefully push against his chest. “Explain how you left me ten years ago.” I push him again. “Explain how you and my father came up with this little plan to get me back here.” I shove him again. “Explain how not once, but twice, you have managed to outdo the famous Jonathan Ryan.” I shove him once more, this time so hard he actually stumbles backward a couple of steps. “You are just like him.” The tears I have been holding in for so long finally break free. “You are a liar and a manipulator and I hate you. I hate you.” My words become so thick with emotion I don't even know if they are audible.
“Scarlett, please.” His voice chokes on his own emotion, but I refuse to let him pull me back in because he feels even the slightest bit of remorse for what he's done.
“We are done, Westin. DONE!” My voice echoes off the walls around us. “I never want to see you again.” I turn as the tears flow harder, but once again he reaches out and grabs my arm. This time his touch sends my already teetering temper into an absolute frenzy.
“Don't touch me!” I scream, ripping my arm away. “Don't ever touch me again.” This time when I turn to leave, he lets me.
I tear through the building, moving as fast as my feet and legs will carry me. I don't look back. I keep going until every trace of my father is gone. Until every trace of Westin is gone. Until I’m far enough away that neither of them can hurt me again.
But that's the funny thing about being hurt. No matter how far and hard you run, the pain always catches up to you.
Always.
