Page 45 of Unrivaled Love
“No. I don’t want to hear it. I’m pissed at you, Bryson.” She informs me like this is breaking news. “And I want you toleave.” The last word is accentuated by a stomp.
Oh shit.
How can I keep her from getting even angrier?
“Me?” I ask and that wasnotthe right move. She lets another stomp go and the air evacuates my lungs.
“Go away!” Her fists fly out with her frustration and one final stomp is the straw to break the camel's back.
Or knock down the tree in the woods as it were.
A loud crack sounds just as Jo loses her balance and goes tumbling backward to her ass. I lurch forward to try and catch her but I miss and end up having to use the log to break my fall which results in another loud crack.
I look to my left, Jo looks to her right, and together we watch the tree fall.
The sound is deafening as it hits other trees and then it’s quiet for a moment.
Our eyes turn to each other.
“What the hell?” Jo asks.
I don’t get a chance to answer because a loud creaking sound fills the woods and we both turn towards the source.
Then a whiplash sound pierces the air.
And less than a second later, the sound of warped metal and broken glass reaches us.
“What the fuck!” Jo demands and all I can do is turn back to her with terror in my eyes. Nothing in the woods should have made a broken glass sound.
Jo scrambles to her feet and I stumble behind her as she jogs down the path to the house.
We burst out onto the driveway and that’s when I see the utility pole crashed through the middle of her car.
“Oh shit.” I whisper.
Chapter 14
Jo
“You’re the one cock blocking me.”
“Ohshit.”Brysonsaysquietly behind me and I spin slowly on a heel and glare at my nemesis.
“What thefuckjust happened?” I demand again because the way his eyes have been darting around tells me he knows something about this.
“It looks like a tree fell and knocked down the power line and it landed on your car.” He mansplains with a hand at the back of his neck and my blood boils.
“No shit, Bryson!”
“I wonder,” he continues, looking a little too calm for the situation. “If a tree falls in the forest and no one is around to hear it, does it still make noise?”
I literally just stare at him, speechless. When nothing comes out of my mouth he asks me, totally dumbfounded, “What should we do?”.
“My phone is dead so you have to call the electric company and report this. You should call your parents, too.”
“Kay,” he says slowly and then he walks towards the house. His eyes stay glued to the damage until he reaches the stairs and walks up to the patio. I’m following closely behind. I don’t have words for this.
But it feels good to have my anger back. I’m much more comfortable with that emotion than the sadness I was dealing with.
