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“Like what?”
“Acting like you don’t love me when we both know you do. Do you want me to beg? Is that what you want? Because I will. I will beg for you if that’s what it takes.”
This really is as bad as I feared it would be, only not for the reason I thought.
“I don’t want you to beg. I want you to go home.”
“Not without you.”
“I’m happy here. Happier than I have been in a very long time. I’m not going back to California.”
“Then I’ll move here.”
“No,” I quickly interject.
“Why? It solves both of our problems. I get you, and you get to stay here with your aunt. It’s a win-win.”
“You’re not listening. I’m not in love with you anymore.” The words are off my tongue before I can take them back, or at the very least, deliver them more gently.
He draws back like I’ve just physically slapped him across the face.
“I don’t believe you. You can’t just wake up one day and decide you don’t love someone anymore.” The first crack in his armor starts to show.
He may be an asshole, but he’s not impenetrable. I didn’t want to have to do it this way, but he’s left me no choice.
“Actually, you can,” I correct. “It happens all the time.”
“This is because of your mom, isn’t it? Because she didn’t like me, and now what, you think it’s some sort of betrayal to be with me now that she’s dead.”
I swear I instantaneously see red.
“Don’t you dare talk about my mother that way,” I warn, heat spreading through my limbs as my anger takes root and quickly spreads.
“What way? Sheisdead. That’s not an insult. It’s a fact.”
There’s not a trace of empathy to be found.
Did I really just spend the last few months feeling guilty over someone who would speak of my late mother in such a way? Who would look at me with such disdain and not care that I’m hurting?
I look at him like he’s a complete stranger because honestly, he just might be.
“Get the hell out of my car. We’re done here.” My tone is downright murderous.
“Like hell we are. I came all this way. I’m not leaving until I get what I came for.” His nostrils flare.
“That isn’t going to happen.” I draw back, ready to flee the car if he leans in any closer.
I’ve seen Blake angry. I’ve even seen him borderline violent. Not that he ever put his hands on me... Well, that’s not entirely true. He has gotten a little physical before, but he’s never hit me. Now that I think about it, that really doesn’t make it much better.
“You forget I know you, Kaia. I know how to get you to do exactly what I want. You used to be so docile, so agreeable.” He tsks. “I’m sure we can get you there again.”
“I’m in love with someone else.”
I immediately want to take the words back with the way his expression contorts.
After existing in Remi’s light, being with Blake feels like being shrouded in darkness. I knew before I met Remi that Blake wasn’t the one. But now, I see just how right I was. Just how right my mother was. She could see so clearly what I ignored. That Blake is manipulative and cunning, and if I had let him, he would have slowly changed everything that made me, well, me. And what’s worse, I would have let him.
“You’re lying.” He hisses.
