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Because he refuses to carry on, I keep going. There’s an advantage to having loved someone so strongly in the past. Their buttons are so easy to push.
Being out of that suffocating house for less than an hour already makes me feel more like myself. Maybe it’s being near the brothers too. I know I don’t have to endure anything they want to force on me. I can always fight back like I used to before Stan.
There’s only one way to get inside the brothers’ heads.
“You hate me because I fucked Elliot to make you jealous after you broke up with me. Then you hated yourself because I fucked him again. And then again. And then regularly. You couldn’t take that you threw away something really good.”
“Jade,” Elliot growls. “Shut the fuck up, will you?”
Only one way to destroy them from the inside and earn my freedom.
“I did things with him I would have never let you do to me,” I snort.
And that’s to turn them against each other.
But I guess my first attempt doesn’t work exactly as planned when Ethan gives me a chilling smile. “The difference between you and me, Jade, is that I don’t hold on to the past. We were seventeen. You’re twenty now. Almost twenty-one. I know you took it hard, but it’s time to move on. Why don’t you fuck Elliot again to try to get over me? He seems to have a thing for cheap whores.”
I feel my nostrils flare as his eyes flick to the mirror again and then back to the road. His little satisfied smirk makes me feel the exact same way as nails on chalkboard do.
I want to fucking kill him. I kick the back of his seat, which only makes him laugh.
Ethan presses play on the car screen and “Welcome To Hell”by Sum 41 comes on. That’s Elliot’s favorite band. I noticed he’s wearing one of their shirts today.
The man hasn’t changed one bit in two years. He still wears band t-shirts like an old dad who can’t move on from the good old days. Except they fit him much better than they would an old dad.Somuch better. That’s the only thing the brothers have in common. Their love for punk rock music. Everything else makes them polar opposites.
My eyes dart to the right, watching Elliot’s sharp jaw and dragging my gaze down to his strong shoulders, his muscly arms confined by his loose shirt. He’s still holding my phone in his left hand, playing with it without a care in the world. He’s just sliding it to one end, stopping it by pressing his thumb and forefinger to the edge, and then pushing the other end against his thigh to slide it again. My eyes are stuck on his thick fingers, remembering how close they were to my pussy earlier. The mere memory of knowing the things he can do with them has me squirming on the seat.
I scratch my throat and look out the window. Grabbing a thick, damp curl, I roll it around my index finger and tighten until I can feel the blood flow stopping.
Keep yourself grounded, girl. The last thing you need right now is a foggy mind.
5
JADE
Bad Bitch Energy – Damien Styles
By the time we reach Elliot and Ethan’s house, I feel sick to my stomach. The road was long. I slept, trying to avoid reality the only way I know how. I’ve always been a heavy sleeper, easily falling into the darkness to forget the truth waiting for me in the land of the living.
But I woke myself up tonight. It’s like nothing could stop reality from hitting me in the gut painfully. When my eyes open, we’re already on the North Shore, already on their street, parking not far from their house.
Each booming note of the bass from the party going on inside their home is a hit to my heart.
Boom. Everyone here hates you.
Boom. You’re on your own.
Boom. Kay is going to put your head on a spike for running away.
Everyone thinks I did them wrong. They’re not even sure what. They just follow whatever the rumors say. No one believed me when I begged for help, but the second I’m the one accused, they’re ready to burn me at the stake.
A witch hunt. That’s what they’re all on.
“Looks like you’ll be back right in the swing of things, Jade,” Elliot tells me.
“Did you throw me a welcome back party?” I snarl.
I just spent two years being a docile woman for Stan. I’m back home for less than a minute and my claws are back out. You can’t let anyone see your weaknesses in this town, they’ll eat you alive.
