Page 47 of Asphyxia
At that exact moment, Amber lost her shit. As her nails dug into her palms, ready to draw blood, she started screaming like an unhinged banshee.
“Get your slutty hand off ofmyfucking boyfriend!”
And we just just took a trip from delusional to fucking insane within a matter of minutes.
“Amber—”
“No, let her talk.” Madison smiled smugly, patting Dean’s bicep as she slid in front of him, her body not losing contact with his. “Boyfriend?” She crossed her arms over her chest as she lightly bit the tip of her tongue. “So you’re the girl who manipulated and tried to fixmyDean.” Her emphasis on the word hinted at the fury I could see building within her cloudy eyes as she made slow, calculated steps toward Amber.
Madison was a lioness on the prowl for her next attack, and Amber was looking like a pretty easy target, considering how skinny she was.
I swallowed, preparing to intervene in whatever crazy fucking shit was about to go down between the two of them.
This wouldn’t be remotely close to a catfight—a cat versus a tiny finch at best.
“I didn’t manipulate hi—”
“Maybe not from your perspective, but you didn’t treat him right either because if you did, he would still be with you instead of me.”
“And who the fuck are you to tell me what I did and didn’t do? You’re nothing more than some used-up, trashy homewrecker. A fucking cradle-robbing whore.”Oh, fuck.
I shut my eyes and pressed my lips together, releasing a tense sigh as I dragged a hand down my face.
Shouldn’t have fucking gone there, Amber…
When I blinked my eyes open, I stared across the room at Dean, who still hadn’t moved—not even shifting an inch to step between the two.
He looked as if he didn’t give a fuck what Madison would do to Amber, given the chance, and quite frankly—it scared the shit out of me.
Dean wouldn’t let Madison kill Amber, would he? … Would he?!
“Dean?” I called over to him, holding my hands out wide in a solemn gesture, asking him what the fuck he was waiting for.
A single shrug was all he gave in response, his expression remaining cold and uncaring for the bitch he had once claimed to love.
I sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of my nose between my thumb and index finger.
This is great, just… fucking great. The abusive ex is about to be unalived by the unhinged and incredibly hot lover. Didn’t see this on my annual bingo card.
Madison’s sadistic giggles filled the extended silence as I watched her eyes darken, cocking her head to the side right before snapping her hand out to wrap around Amber’s throat.
“Jesus—” I startled as Madison pulled a one-eighty and slammed Amber against the nearest wall with a feral snarl.
Dean wasted no time charging forward to wrap his hand around Madison’s forearm to stop her from going through with whatever she had planned for Amber.
“Mads—”
“I’m sorry, honey, I didn’t catch that last part. I’m a what?” Madison cooed with a malevolent smirk, paying no attention to Dean or his failed attempt to stop her.
I could hear Amber’s choked-out wheezes the harder Madison squeezed her throat as I stood by, trying to think of what the fuck I could do.
Why wasn’t Dean doing anything more?
“What’s that? Whore got your tongue?” Madison raised her brow before pulling Amber off the wall and slamming her back against it, the plaster cracking from the force as a whimper broke past her lips.
“Darling, stop,” Dean implored, tightening his grip on Madison’s arm and preventing her from slamming Amber a third time as his free hand wrapped around her waist. “She isn’t worth it.”
Madison’s eyes flicked to Dean’s over her shoulder, grip unchanged and demeanor unforgiving.
