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"Dami—"
He hangs up.
Fuck!!
I slam my hand on my desk, and it sends a jarring pain up my arm.
Why can't he just sit down with me for two fucking minutes and help him understand?
People change.Hechanged for fuck's sake! In what universe did we ever think that Damien was going to be the first of us to marry for love? He didn't believe in ever giving himself to someone like this. After the number that our parents did on us with the worst marriage in the history of dysfunctional marriages, the word "marriage" made all of us physically convulse and fall into a drunken stupor.
And now we're here.
Him loving someone so much I know without any doubt if someone hurt half a hair on her head, he would torture them until not a drop of blood was left in their body.
And now, I just want him to know... I know how that feels. I want him to know that my and Clarissa's arrangement, to start out was, was for business, now it's so much more.
My heart hurts. I miss my brother.
And I need Clarissa.
I pick up the phone and dial her.
She doesn't answer my call.
Two times.
Three times.
Four.
Nothing.
"Clarissa. I need to hear your voice. Please," I finally say into her voice mail.
Despondence settles in my body.
And I do the only thing I know how to do when my brain feels fogged.
I run.
I run until the thoughts can't keep up.
Grabbing the car keys, I run down to the building's garage, jumping into the Audi, enjoying the smell of the leather seats. It's a Pavlovian response, reminding me about all the speeds I've reached in this vehicle. Turning out onto Broad Street, I make for FDR drive, weaving in and out of traffic.
The yellow light ahead goads me, and I rev the engine, passing the intersection just as the light turns red.
There's a clearing in the road ahead and I press on the accelerator, swerving into the empty lane, a laugh slipping out, the air cooling as it whooshes through my ear.
Shit.
Sirens.
Come the fuck on.
Fuck that.
I skid between two cars and then swerve into the left lane, rushing forward, knowing there's no way they're going to get to me.
