fuck?
Awkward silence hung heavy in the air. “Go where?”
“Paris,” Alex sneered.
A cold chill trickled down my spine and my eyes darted to hers. “I thought you said you didn’t want to go.”
“I said I didn’t want to move there, I never said I didn’t want to go,” she corrected.
Relief flooded my chest. “Oh, well you can give him back the ticket. You wanna go to Paris, I’ll take you,” I announced and I had no idea why.
“Is he the reason you don’t wanna go? Because if you ask me, you’re wastin’ your time,”
“Alex,” Katherine’s sweet voice was drenched in anger.
He leaned over, hissing between gritted teeth. “Seriously sis, what the hell are you doin’ with the guy?”
Sliding my chair back, I stood up. “I’m right here asshole, you got something to say, fuckin’ say it.”
“Fine, I think you’re a dick, and there’s no way you will ever be good enough for my sister. I’ve heard about you. I know exactly who you are.”
Blood raged in my veins and my hands curled into fists. If it weren’t for the fact that he was her brother, I would’ve beat the shit out of him right here in my nice dining room. “You have no idea who the hell I am, better yet, what I’m capable of. Best you don’t make assumptions boy, they are the mother of all fuck ups.”
“Boy? Who the fuck you callin’ boy?”
Katherine stepped between us, frantically pushing me back. I wasn’t going anywhere.
They were.
“Get the fuck out of my house,”
“No fuckin’ problem. Let’s go Cami. Katy, you need a ride?”
“No,” she snapped, pulling away from his guiding hands. Her wounded eyes shot to mine.
I tried to maintain control of my voice as I turned and walked away from her. “Go. He’s right. I’m not good enough for you. I never will be.”
She followed me into my office, shutting the door behind her. “Archer listen,”
“No, you listen. I should’ve never let it get this far. I’ll never be able to love you the way you deserve. I can’t give you what you need.”
“Archer, please,”
“This is over,” I raised my voice this time, her begging and pleading were beginning to break me down and I needed her to leave.
“You don’t mean that.”
“Yes the fuck I do.”
Wiping the tears from her eyes, she stepped closer.
Fucking relentless.
“No you don’t. You’re just scared.”
She hit the nail on the head with that one, causing my anger to bubble over. “I ain’t scared of shit, especially you. Now get the fuck out!”
She stifled a sob, her eyes squaring even with mine. “I’m in love with you.”
No! No! No!
My fist pounded the desk, torn between letting her go and keeping her. “You just don’t give up do you?”
“I never give up on someone I love.” She took a step closer, black tears streaming down her red cheeks. “I know this is hard for you, but if you would try. We could…”
“I told you from the beginning what this was. I haven’t promised you anything more than that.” I knew I was being cruel, but it was the only way I could break her determined spirit.
That’s what you love about her asshole.
No.
I can’t love her.
I’d loved before and it damn near broke me. My heart and my bank account.
Fuck love .
Her chin quivered and she muffled another sob. The sight of her heart breaking behind those once trusting eyes gutted me, but my mind convinced my heart this was the right thing to do, for her and for me.
“Whoever hurt you in the past, owns you. You know that right? You will never be happy unless you let it go.”
“That’ll never fuckin’ happen.”
She took a retreating step, swiping angrily at her face. “I think deep down I knew that all along, but for some stupid reason I still had hope. Prayed like hell that my love was enough to make you see. I realize now that it wasn’t. I wasn’t enough. I never will be.” Shaking her head, her sobs came harder and her voice got higher. “The fucked up part
Jerramy Fine
John D. MacDonald
László Krasznahorkai
Robert A. Heinlein
Mia Marlowe
Lauren Baratz-Logsted
Cheryl Brooks
MJ Nightingale
Victor Pemberton
Sarah Perry