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Quiet for a few seconds, I answer, “You tell me.”
I don’t give her the chance to respond before I open the door and walk through it to leave. I don’t stop until I’m outside and climbing in my Jeep. I slam my hand against the steering wheel and lay my head back to stare up at the stars overhead.
They twinkle down at me like the night of the bonfire. The night Emily danced. The night everything went to hell. They mock me and I snarl in response.
By the time I’m pulling out of her driveway and onto the road, I’m laughing to myself to realize what just happened.
I’d gone to her house to guilt her into a confession. And all I managed to accomplish was hurting her again.
Like I always do.
Tanner and Gabe have nothing on me anymore. I think I’ve just sat on the throne and claimed my place as the cruelest son of a bitch in the world.
It makes sense, though.
Emily has always been a queen.
Long live the fucking king.
Emily
Is it possible for a day to explode? For it to just blow right up in your face until you’re left staggering, deaf and dumb?
It has to be possible because it just happened to me. Well, not just me, but Ivy as well.
I woke up in pain this morning, not just my heart, but my body as well. Ezra fucked me so hard that I can barely walk, my legs tired and shaking as I practically stumble to the bathroom to soak in the tub.
I’d already taken one the night before, but that wasn’t enough. And while allowing the heat of the water to soothe my tired muscles and ease the ache between my legs, I made the mistake of picking up my phone to search for Ivy’s newest posts.
The phone almost fell in the water when the first thing I saw was a news article proudly proclaiming the inside scoop on a millionaire playboy’s engagement.
The picture couldn’t have been clearer.
Gabriel Dane was marrying Ivy Callahan.
What in the actual fuck?
Obviously, my immediate response was to call Ivy. She didn’t pick up, so I ended that call and tried Ava. The call went to voicemail, and I sat in the tub wondering what the hell the Inferno was up to now.
Ava had warned us, though. She said for us to keep our distance, and while I’ve been ignoring those words, I thought Ivy had been slick enough to escape.
I was dead wrong.
Several hours later, I received a phone call begging for a rescue, my tires squealing loudly over the concrete as I peeled out of my driveway to pick Ivy up from Tanner’s house.
We’d hauled ass to her father’s house just to discover she’d been cut off as a result of the bullshit story Gabe had published in the paper. And by the time we reached my house, we were both beat down to shit, neither of us able to comprehend what happened.
Unfortunately, with everything Ivy was going through, I couldn’t bring myself to burden her with the truth of what is happening to me, so I lied again, pretending to be happy Ezra was coming to my house.
In truth, I was sick to my stomach.
Especially after what he did to me the night before.
And while I’m sure you’re thinking I’m an idiot for what I’m doing, what you don’t know is that it’s necessary.
Regardless of how it hurts me.
And despite how much I wish I could make it stop.
