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Fury licks up my spine.

Fucking people born with silver spoons up their asses.

“It’s time to go. Get the fuck out of my house.”

Yeah, I’m mirroring his words to him. But at least I didn’t strip him down before doing it. Both times we’ve done anything sexual, he turns around and treats me like shit after.

But it’s just sex.

I’ll continue reminding myself of that.

Sex doesn’t equal love.

In fact, between us, it’s becoming a good indication of hate.

“Damon—”

“For fuck’s sake, Blue. Fine, I’ll leave.”

There’s an audible click when the box closes.

Damon walks my direction, but I don’t give ground this time and move away. I want him out. I plan never to speak to him again except to keep tabs on Brinley. But I refuse to fear him.

Stepping close to me so that his shoulder brushes mine, he stops.

“Where will you be tonight so I can let you know about your friend?”

“In my cage,” I snap. “Where else?”

He leans over to whisper in my ear. I fight the shiver his soft voice causes.

“Good. I like you there.”

Bastard.

Rage courses through my veins and burns the shiver to ash.

“Get out—”

“Calm your tits, Blue. I’m leaving. Just remember to go along with not knowing what happened today. It would suck if your only friend found out you took part in her abduction.”

I stare at my bedroom, refusing to look at him and listening as he walks through my apartment and out the door. As soon as I hear the soft click of the knob, I run to a window to watch the parking lot.

Damon crosses the lot, turns to look back at the apartments then pulls on his helmet to climb on his bike.

For some damn reason, my heart sinks into my toes when the bike engine revs as he pulls out of the lot and out of view.

. . .

The music does nothing for me tonight. I try and I try, but the beat doesn’t sink inside me like it normally does, the tempo doesn’t pull me along with it.

I close my eyes and all that occurs are the questions and thoughts colliding and bouncing.

The loudest ones right now are that I lied to my best friend, and I need to keep lying because she can never find out. And when that horrible truth runs its course, thoughts of my mother comes to mind, what I now know happened to her.

I haven’t told Kane yet.

Several times, I picked up my phone to call him to give him that information, but I hit end after dialing his number, the call never going through.

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