Lib Novel Page 131
“Tell him I’m here and we’re going to fight. I’m so fucking ready for that.” Dane’s entire body ripples with an angry energy.
Keeping eye contact to let him show my annoyance, I say, “I’m in the shower.”
“Come to my room afterward,” Kaden says.
With each passing day, the anguish in his voice becomes more prominent. No wonder, given that we are cursed with lovers who don’t give a damn about us, only their own pain.
“Give me a few,” I respond.
Dane’s hands curl into fists at his sides, his head hanging.
“Still together…”
He throws his head back and repeatedly hits it against the wall. The thumps reverberate through my bruised chest.
Everyone has a weakness. He will forever be mine.
I palm his face, needing him to stop hurting himself and killing me in the process. I’m naked while he’s fully dressed—I’m completely vulnerable. He’s encased in armor.
“You’re going to bleed on my shower floor.” The bitchy retort flies out of my mouth in a desperate attempt to make him leave and stay away.
“Care about that more, huh?”
His hand cups the back of my neck and drags me to him.
“You’re the poison I keep drinking, yet it’s never enough to fucking kill me.”
I swallow, and all the hurt urges me to say, “Stop drinking it, then.”
He chuckles and avoids my glance. “Tell me how to stop then.”
One stringed-together sentence that is the perfect summary of our love story.
It’s always an almost beginning, never an end with us.
While he plops on his ass, I shower and wash my hair, closing my eyes.
He’s not here, I am not here. We’re not irrevocably broken.
A hard thump has me staring at the floor where his clothes lie in a wet pile.
He pulls me to him by my hand and kisses the top of my head. “We never parted the right way.”
“You mean when you wanted to fuck me like your fuck toy?” I ask in a small voice.
“The girl I loved was leaving me…”
“So you loved me?”
“Fuck, Abigail… I…”
“You can’t take words back. That’s the thing. Neither can you take actions back.”
“I’m fucking accepting my words and my actions. What about you? What about if the roles were reversed? I took that risk. I bet you would have never taken a single one.”
I risked it all. And I lost it all.
Frustration takes hold of me, and I throw my arms in the air. “Stop talking about things you don’t know.”