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Natalie’s face turns as white as a ghost when she looks up at him. “Please … don’t.”
Enough!
I have more than enough evidence against him, and besides, I can’t take one more goddamn second of this.
“You put one hand on her, Brian, and I swear to God, I’ll fucking kill you,” I roar, stepping into view.
Brian’s head whips around, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights.Busted.
“Nate … I … I told you she was a slut. She came running after me, begging for more, and I told her—”
“Enough, Brian! I heard the whole fucking thing! Every fucking word!”
Brian’s face shows no emotion until, after a few seconds, he slowly nods in understanding. There’s no point in lying anymore. “Ah, well, what can I say? Guess she is my type.”
I have to fight the impulse not to beat that smug grin off his face. Not while Natalie is here, at least.
“Natalie, please come here, baby.” Natalie scurries off the ground and is over by my side in seconds, pressing her beautiful tear-stained face into my chest. She’s shaking uncontrollably, and I kiss her forehead with force before walking her over to Paul. “Can you please put Natalie in the back of my car to get warm? I need to finish this,” I say calmly, not wanting to scare Natalie with how I am really feeling at this moment.
Like a man about to kill another man.
“Of course,” Paul responds.
I look down into Natalie’s iridescent eyes and see nothing but sadness. “I’ll be right back for you, I promise.” The tears continue to stream down her cheeks, but she nods in understanding.
Paul eyes Brian. “You’re dead to me.” Then he takes his coat off and wraps it around Natalie before walking her to my car.
Turning to face Brian, fury overtakes me. “Well, do you have anything to say?”
“Like you said, you heard it all.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “What more is there for me to say?”
“We grew up with her. You should have been someone she felt safe with. Someone she could trust.” I shake my head, disappointed in the man standing before me. The man I now realize I don’t know at all.
“What do you want me to say, Nate? That I was jealous of you?” He throws his hands up in the air wildly, anger evidently stirring inside him. “Fine. I was fucking jealous of you.”
“Jealous of what?”
“The way that girl looked at you like you were the goddamn greatest thing to ever happen to her. Never once did she look at me like that. And I wanted it.”
“Jesus, Brian. So what? You couldn’t take no for an answer?” I step closer to him, bending down to get aggressively in his face.
“Guess not.” He smiles wickedly.
“God, you’re fucked up, Brian.” I glance away from his beady eyes, trying to rein in the rage inside me before looking back at him. “And this friendship … it’s over. I’mdonewith you. I don’t ever want to see your fucking face again. Do you understand me?”
His eyes go wide in shock at my harsh words. “You’re really going to end our friendship over that whore?”
All I see is red.
My fist finds his face so fast that he doesn’t have time to see it coming. Fresh blood pours out of his nose as his body slams onto the cold ground. I keep him pressed firmly down with my body, and my hands wrap forcefully around his neck, crushing his windpipe. “The only thing I have left to say to you is if you ever go near Natalie, talk about her, or even think about her again, I will kill you. Life in prison? I would gladly serve the time. Because I would die for that girl, and I will be damned if I ever let you hurt her again. Oh, and as an extra precaution, I recorded thewholeconversation you just had with Natalie. So, if she decides to press charges, that’s up to her. But I’m warning you: one slip up on your part, and that recording will find its way to the police, fucking ending you. For good.”
I release my hands, noticing the bruising already forming on Brian’s neck as he gasps for air. He looks like a fish out of water as he brings his hands up to his beefy throat. With fists shaking by my sides, I resist the urge to pound the living shit out of him, straighten back up, and walk to my car.
Because if I don’t walk away now, I might actually kill him.
Opening the back door, I find Natalie wrapped in Paul’s jacket like it’s a giant blanket. Sliding in beside her, I’m overcome by the heat Paul has turned on full blast, probably trying to keep Natalie warm.
“Nathan,” she whispers.
