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The tension is such that I feel like Nathan is holding a tank of gas and Jake a match.
Nathan looks like he’s thinking over what Sam just said. He won’t retreat but I see in his eyes that he’s trying to calm himself down. Bianco gave him a whole town to run. He also sent him straight to war with Volkov. He must trust him.
As Nathan’s shoulders relax slightly, I actually think this is going to be over. But Jake consciously lights up the flame that will make everything explode when he drags his hand from my neck, down my back, along my hip, and grabs my ass tightly. Nathan’s eyes don’t leave his brother’s hand and the eruption of fury in them makes me wish I hadn’t ever met any of them. For a second, it makes me wish I didn’t even exist.
“Let’s make shit clear, brother,” Jake says, leaving me and taking the final step that separated them.
“Jake,” I panic.
“Jamie’s not your girl anymore.” His hand lands on Nathan’s shoulder in a grip so tight I’m surprised it doesn’t show on either of their expressions.
Their gazes don’t leave the other. “In fact,” Jake drawls, “I don’t think she ever was, you know?”
I know exactly where he is going, and I can’t stop my body when I join Jake and put a hand on his arm. Nathan doesn’t deserve me, but he doesn’t deserve what Jake is about to say.
“Please don’t,” I try to stop him even though deep down I know there’s no point.
“She was never your girl because every time you turned your back. Every time you dropped her at school. Every single time she wasn’t with you. She was with me. She was with me at parties when you thought she was at home. She was in my room when you thought she was in her bed. Whatever you did to her, I was doing it better in our school bathroom, in classrooms, in my car…fuck the list is too long to waste my breath on it. Just know you didn’t count. You never did.”
I can feel the satisfaction rolling off Jake’s tongue. He needed his revenge like the air he breathes. He needed to use something against his brother and he purposely decided that it would be me.
The disappointment I feel is too deep to even understand it myself. I thought he was getting better. I thought he was letting go of his past and resentment but that never happened. I lied to myself because I wanted to make a good person out of him. It was pointless.
It was all trivial.
There’s a long silence, Nathan looks at me as if seeking the truth in my eyes. I know he can see the flash of guilt just like I see the flash of pain in his. When he clicks that everything is true, and not just Jake trying to rile him up, he lets out a short chuckle.
“Huh.” Is the only sound that comes out of him.
All the men around me are looking at me like I’m some kind of witch that just cursed all of them. Them, their family, and their next three generations.
“You’re fucking dead, Jake,” Nathan says in the lightest tone possible.
Those are the last words before his behavior shifts completely.
Next thing I know, his fist is crashing against Jake’s temple, violently pushing him a few steps back. I can’t help a shriek.
“Don’t!” I scream but Jake is already walking back to Nathan.
I don’t think, I just follow my body. I put my adrenaline-controlled self in between them, my back to Jake, and facing Nathan.
“Jamie, get out of the way,” Jake growls.
“You heard him,” Nathan confirms.
“Please, please stop. Nathan, leave it, I’m begging you.” My voice is strangled by the sobs constricting my throat and pleading to be let out.
I can’t let this happen. It’s my fault. It’s all my fault because I was too fucking stupid and selfish to make a choice.
I know Nathan is going to kill him if I get out of the way. I saw what he did to Dimitri for touching me.
A few people are looking at us from afar, not too sure if this is going to turn into a full-on fight. The music is too loud to confirm our words, they’re too drunk to fully comprehend our situation. But I know.
I know if I step out of the way they won’t stop until one of them isn’t standing anymore. Roy and Carlo have stood up behind Nathan, and Sam is eyeing every single one of us as if he is calculating the chances of this going to shit. It’s too late, Sam. This went to shit months ago when I made the biggest mistake of my life getting involved with the Whites.
“Get out of the way. It’s your last warning.” Nathan is looking right in my eyes, but I don’t recognize him.
I used to drown myself in these eyes. Now they’re burning with rage. He’s insane, bestial, possessed.
