Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 330(@200wpm)___ 264(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
It felt like I’d been sitting there for hours when I finally saw movement heading towards their car. I saw her parents and his get into the chauffeur driven car and then Jace came out with his arm wrapped around her and helped her into a Rolls Royce.
I felt my heart drop and something approaching fear hit me in the gut. She didn’t look like she was at death’s door, and what’s worst, each time I see them together, they seem to be getting closer and closer.
I see it in the way he looks at her, and like now, the way he’s being so gentle, so careful with her. I sat for much longer than I needed to after they were gone, tears running down my face.
I didn’t want to accept this, still can’t and won’t. My heart hurt so bad I thought I was going to end up needing this place for real. How had my life come to this? I’d planned and worked so hard and was always very careful, so why? How?
There was a knock at my car window that startled me but I became even more startled when I saw who was standing there. Track whatever his name was, was standing there with a mean look on his face.
It’s one thing to think boldly about what one would do when faced with an enemy but quite another when faced with the reality. I didn’t know if to roll down the window or not. In the end it didn’t matter because he played around with the lock on my door and pulled it open. I couldn’t even draw in enough breath to scream. He’d literally scared it right out of me.
* * *
SIAN
* * *
“Are we still helping Track tomorrow or is that off the table now too?” I was propped up in bed with enough covers for an igloo. After the hospital, I was dragged home and put to bed.
My poor mom only tried to take care of me and this one ran everyone out of the room; again. But only after promising to take good care of me. Jace has sharing issues.
“You keep playing, go ahead, keep that shit up.” Whoa, he was still angry. Where’s the happy go lucky guy that was just downstairs talking and smiling with everyone?
He paced the room in his usual caveman way and I watched him until I started to grow dizzy. He was obviously thinking very strongly about something and Valerie was right, his facial expressions spoke volumes. There was fear, anger, and frustration written all over it.
I knew of only one way to get him out of his funk. I pushed aside the mountain of covers and knelt on the bed pulling my shirt off over my head. “What the hell are you doing? You just fainted a few hours ago.”
“Yeah, but that was because you hurt my heart.”
“I did what?” I walked on my knees to the side of the bed where he was. He looked almost sad at my words and I put my hands around his neck. I knew we were okay when he put his hands on my waist and for some stupid reason, I started to cry.
“What the hell Sian?” He sat on the bed and pulled me onto his lap. I hate being this weak in front of him. It only proves him right and makes him act like more of a dictating tyrant. But I couldn’t stop the tears.
“I was so scared.”
“What were you afraid of baby?”
‘That you were really walking away from me.”
“Don’t you know by now that that will never happen?”
He wrapped his arms around me and I felt safe for the first time since he turned his back on me. “I told you before, the last time you pissed me off in fact. No matter how mad you make me I won’t leave you. A man can’t live without his heart baby.”
“Okay, but you can’t do that again. It’s not fair.”
“Sian, you went digging into shit I told you not to. You’re lucky all I did was walk away. You wouldn’t have been too happy if your classmates had come back to find you choked out in the corner.”
I choke laughed at that one. Him and his threats. “You know why you’re going to get your ass beat right?” I stiffened in his arms and tried to pull away.
“Jace…”
"Stay still." How is he always so calm when he's about to do this shit? I wish his intentions would come with a warning, but they never do. "I told you to stay out of this shit."
"Yeah, but I wasn't the one…."
“Did you stop the conversation when you saw where it was going?” I shook my head and pouted. Dammit, this is so unfair. “I bet Jared would never spank Belle.”