Reclaim Me (The Jaded Series Book 2) by Alex Grayson, Karen McAndrews, Toj Publishing Page A
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the injured party. The last time I checked, it was her pussy that Mac fucked on my eighteenth birthday. It was her he gave his virginity to, not me. What in the hell does she have to be pissed for?
Just as I’m about to voice my opinion on what I think of her skank ass, Mac steps up into Tessa’s face without releasing my arm.
“This is my house, my rules. You are the one who called this morning asking me to take T for the week. You know I have no problem with that. I love having my boy with me. But you don’t come to my house forbidding anyone from entering it. You’ve fucked me over too many times in the past in regards to my time with him. It’s time for you to leave.”
I watch as Tessa faces off with Mac. The look in his eyes is hard. He’s pissed and isn’t afraid to show it. I don’t know much about their current situation. What I do know is that their relationship didn’t last long and it ended on a bang. I couldn’t help but feel satisfaction when I found out they were splitting up.
“Fine, whatever,” she says with narrowed eyes. “You better watch her around him.”
I take a step towards her, ready to have my own face off, but Mac pulls me back and wraps an arm around my waist. I really want to lay into her, but it’s not my business what goes on between Mac, her, and their son. I have to force myself not to say anything.
“What the fuck do you think she’s going to do, Tessa?” Mac asks. I’m curious at her answer as well.
“There’s no telling what lies she’ll plant in his head,” She says with a glare in my direction, and that’s what sets me off. Yanking myself from Mac’s side, I get up in Tessa’s face. Satisfaction rears its head when I see fear in her eyes. I know my own eyes reflect pissed off vibes. And that’s exactly what I am. Pissed! She’s taller than me by a few inches but I’ve got anger and adrenaline on my side and she knows it.
“Who in the hell do you think you are? What lies am I going to tell him? That you were a conniving bitch back in high school, and still are? Or, how about because you were jealous you fucked my boyfriend when he wasn’t yours to have? Those aren’t lies, Tessa. Those are stone cold facts. But you know what? I won’t have to tell Trent. In time he’ll find out what a true cunt you really are.”
“Why, you little bi—” She starts but doesn’t get a chance to finish before Mac cuts in.
“That’s enough!” He barks at both of us.
Her eyes are cold when they stare back into mine. Pure hate radiates from her, but that’s okay, because I know the same hatred emits from me as well.
I feel Mac pull me back again and I let him, done with my rant. Tessa doesn’t say anything but I know she wants to. Huffing and puffing, she marches past us and out the door. Once she steps off the porch, she turns, “Have T ready at noon on Friday,” she says and marches to her car. We watch her as she speeds down the driveway.
I pull myself from Mac’s arm and turn to face him. I see a tick in his jaw and I know he’s still mad. The feeling is entirely mutual. How dare that bitch imply I would say something to T about what happened back in high school. He’s a kid for Christ’s sake! I’m also pissed that I put myself in a situation where I’m faced with Mac’s son and his cuntcake of a mother.
“What are you doing here, Mia?” He asks. I can’t tell if some of his anger is directed towards me or if I’m just in the vicinity, and therefore in its path. His question pisses me off even more.
“I came here so we could have this so called talk you’ve been begging me to have. I’m thinking now that it was a mistake and I should go. I wouldn’t want to taint your son with my presence,” I finish on a sneer. I know it’s not fair to be pissed at him for what Tessa said, but I can’t help but feel resentment towards him for her being here. I also know that it’s unfair because he has to associate with her because of Trent. I
Just as I’m about to voice my opinion on what I think of her skank ass, Mac steps up into Tessa’s face without releasing my arm.
“This is my house, my rules. You are the one who called this morning asking me to take T for the week. You know I have no problem with that. I love having my boy with me. But you don’t come to my house forbidding anyone from entering it. You’ve fucked me over too many times in the past in regards to my time with him. It’s time for you to leave.”
I watch as Tessa faces off with Mac. The look in his eyes is hard. He’s pissed and isn’t afraid to show it. I don’t know much about their current situation. What I do know is that their relationship didn’t last long and it ended on a bang. I couldn’t help but feel satisfaction when I found out they were splitting up.
“Fine, whatever,” she says with narrowed eyes. “You better watch her around him.”
I take a step towards her, ready to have my own face off, but Mac pulls me back and wraps an arm around my waist. I really want to lay into her, but it’s not my business what goes on between Mac, her, and their son. I have to force myself not to say anything.
“What the fuck do you think she’s going to do, Tessa?” Mac asks. I’m curious at her answer as well.
“There’s no telling what lies she’ll plant in his head,” She says with a glare in my direction, and that’s what sets me off. Yanking myself from Mac’s side, I get up in Tessa’s face. Satisfaction rears its head when I see fear in her eyes. I know my own eyes reflect pissed off vibes. And that’s exactly what I am. Pissed! She’s taller than me by a few inches but I’ve got anger and adrenaline on my side and she knows it.
“Who in the hell do you think you are? What lies am I going to tell him? That you were a conniving bitch back in high school, and still are? Or, how about because you were jealous you fucked my boyfriend when he wasn’t yours to have? Those aren’t lies, Tessa. Those are stone cold facts. But you know what? I won’t have to tell Trent. In time he’ll find out what a true cunt you really are.”
“Why, you little bi—” She starts but doesn’t get a chance to finish before Mac cuts in.
“That’s enough!” He barks at both of us.
Her eyes are cold when they stare back into mine. Pure hate radiates from her, but that’s okay, because I know the same hatred emits from me as well.
I feel Mac pull me back again and I let him, done with my rant. Tessa doesn’t say anything but I know she wants to. Huffing and puffing, she marches past us and out the door. Once she steps off the porch, she turns, “Have T ready at noon on Friday,” she says and marches to her car. We watch her as she speeds down the driveway.
I pull myself from Mac’s arm and turn to face him. I see a tick in his jaw and I know he’s still mad. The feeling is entirely mutual. How dare that bitch imply I would say something to T about what happened back in high school. He’s a kid for Christ’s sake! I’m also pissed that I put myself in a situation where I’m faced with Mac’s son and his cuntcake of a mother.
“What are you doing here, Mia?” He asks. I can’t tell if some of his anger is directed towards me or if I’m just in the vicinity, and therefore in its path. His question pisses me off even more.
“I came here so we could have this so called talk you’ve been begging me to have. I’m thinking now that it was a mistake and I should go. I wouldn’t want to taint your son with my presence,” I finish on a sneer. I know it’s not fair to be pissed at him for what Tessa said, but I can’t help but feel resentment towards him for her being here. I also know that it’s unfair because he has to associate with her because of Trent. I
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