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“Because I am.” His voice is cold, heartless. It’s not sad or angry. It holds no regret or apologies. It’s a matter of fact.

“What?” I scoff. An anxious chuckle escapes my mouth and this time I’m the one walking toward him. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that I’m fucking bored.” The words stab me like a sharp knife and my chest constricts uncontrollably.

“Don’t lie,” I fume. “You love me.”

He laughs and it freezes my blood. “I said I loved you, Goody. I was feeling charitable, it doesn’t mean I’m actually in love with you. How many times do you think I told Camila I loved her? Get real for a second, will you?”

My jaw drops and tears prickle at my eyes. That fucking nickname is back on his lips and I know he’s lying. He couldn’t possibly have lied for weeks and played me. Something happened between yesterday and now and he won’t tell me what.

“You’re lying,” I force the words out. “What did Nathan say? Or was it Bianco? You’re pushing me away, Jake, but you don’t have to. You don’t have to protect me, you don’t have to keep me away from this.”

I take another step towards him, but his hard stare stops me in my tracks.

“Listen, I don’t need to lie. You were a cute little virgin and I needed something to distract myself. Thanks for your services but let’s both go back to our own lives now. Honestly, I had fun, but you and I can’t really be a long-term thing. We both knew that when it started.”

“Jake,” a single tear falls down and I quickly wipe it away. “You’re hurting me. If you keep pushing, you’ll lose me. I’m not joking around.”

He laughs again. “You’re hurting? It’s a breakup, Goody. It’s not exactly meant to be all fun and games.”

“Why are you doing this? Please, talk to me,” I implore.

He starts walking around in the room and grabs my phone and coat. “Look, you’re embarrassing yourself. I really think you should leave. I want to say sorry but then again, you should have known what you were getting yourself into. Maybe next time, don’t be so naïve when it comes to boys.” He passes me my stuff and looks around the room. “Take your time to get your stuff, I’ll be in the living room.”

I put on a pair of leggings and wait a few moments, gathering my thoughts before I walk into the living room. I thought I’d take the time to calm down, but the rage is getting worse.

“So is this how it goes with you? You fuck me one last time before telling me to get my shit and go?” I seethe.

He gets up from the sofa and chuckles. “I wasn’t exactly gonna say ‘bend over for your last fuck’ was I?”

The slap that lands on his cheek is so powerful that I wonder for a second if it was actually from me but the sting in my palm doesn’t leave any doubt. He winces, probably because he’s already covered in bruises.

“Fuck you,” I spit at him.

I didn’t hear the door open, but I hear Rose’s hoarse voice loud and clear. “What the actual fuck is going on in here?”

“What is going on?” I fume. “Your asshole of a brother is too much of a coward to tell me why he’s pushing me away. He’d rather act like the fuckboy he truly is and break-up. What a fucking solution.”

“You’re breaking-up?” she asks him in disbelief. “What’s wrong with you?”

“I don’t have to justify myself to either of you. You should leave, Jamie. And please delete my number.”

“Whoa, did I just open the door to asshole-town? What are you doing, Jake?”

I can feel Rose’s anger and I appreciate it, but all I want to do is leave. If Jake wants us to be over, so be it. I’ll cut it short. I try to walk past Rose, but she keeps a hand on the door handle and doesn’t move out of the doorway.

“Jake, seriously, what is this?” she asks again.

“Fuck, Ozy. I don’t intervene every time you change guys, do I? You want her so bad, you have her then. She can go through the whole family for all I care but I want her out of my house.”

His words make me feel sick to my stomach. My chest is so tight I feel like I’m choking, and I can’t control the tears. I give Jake another look, trying to find any sign that he doesn’t mean what he’s saying, any sign that he’s about to tell me that he can’t do it, he can’t break up with me.

But there’s nothing.

There’s no love and there’s no hatred.

There’s no desire and no disgust.

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