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“I’m scared.”

His face scrunches up in hurt confusion. “Is this about the dude back home?”

“No.”

“Then how exactly have I completely scared you away?”

“Neo…you have to understand,” I plead with him. “I’m not scared of you because you beat him up. I’m scared because I’m not scared.”

His brows furrow at my confession and he takes a step towards me, bringing us closer together again.

“You’re afraid...because you’re not afraid?” He looks utterly lost at this seeming contradiction.

“Yes.” It sounds ridiculous, I know. “I should be terrified of you right now…but instead…I feel safe.”

Safe with a man who just assaulted another man…again.

“What’s wrong with that? I’m not some monster, Violet,” he mutters bitterly, his voice laced with an edge of raw hurt that tugs at my heartstrings. “Neither Bender nor the frat boy are nice guys. They deserve exactly what they got, and it could have been a lot worse.”

“I’m going to be a lawyer, Neo.”

“What the hell does that matter?”

“Justice matters to me, even for the not-so-nice guys.”

“Listen, Violet,” he starts, his voice gravely and vulnerable as he slides an arm around my waist.

“What?”

Our lips brush against each other as he speaks gentle words against my mouth.

“I always get what I want and what I want without question is you. Now, what do I need to change to make that happen? Because I’ll fucking do it.”

Before I can respond, without warning, our private moment of vulnerability with each other is cut short.

We’ve been caught.

And I’m going to have a hell of a time explaining this to her.

“What in the ever loving fuck is going on here?”

violet

When we return home,it’s late and I’m exhausted. I immediately kick off my shoes and run to the bathroom because I have to pee something fierce. Whatever was in that Gamma punch is wreaking havoc with my digestive system. When I’m washing my hands, Kennedy raps lightly on the door.

“You okay?”

“Yep, I’m almost done if you need to get in here.”

I open the door after drying my hands and Kennedy’s on the other side, already in a sleep t-shirt, using a makeup wipe to clean her face.

“So are we going to talk about what I saw tonight?”

I was able to dodge any explanation about what Kennedy thinks she saw between Neo and me, convincing her to just drop it for now, so I could go to bed and sleep off the drugs, but I knew she wasn’t going to just drop it.

So here we are.

At two am in the morning.

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