Page 170 of Broken by my Bully
I nearly jumped that day.
If the couple in the SUV with the words ‘JUST MARRIED’ scrawled on the sides hadn’t stopped to admire the view, I’d just be some greasy ashes in a tacky box right now.
I got back in my car and watched them making out. Alternating between hating them, and blessing them.
Hating them, because I was jealous. I knew I’d never have what they have. I was destined to work for minimum wage the rest of my life, probably pick up a drug habit like my dad, and most likely end up preggers with my uncle’s fucking child.
If I didn’t kill myself first.
But I blessed the couple, too. Because I believed everyone in the world was worthy of love. Some people just have to fight harder for it than others.
I’m not sure if I feel that way anymore.
I’m older now. Hopefully wiser.
I don’t believe in soul mates, or destiny.
Things happen, and eitheryou’reresponsible for those things…or someone else is. When I got sick of everyone else being responsible for my happiness—or lack thereof—I decided I’d do whatever it took to get into Agony Hollow College.
Kai never featured in my five-year plan, because he’d opted out of my life years ago.
So why the fuck am I suddenly willing to risk it all, just to find out how deep his hatred runs?
Because maybe, just maybe, it’s only surface deep.
And maybe…just fucking maybe…I’ll know which version of Haven will arrive at Lookout Point in a few years.
The one in the ‘JUST MARRIED’ car, or the one ready to throw herself off the cliff?
Silently, quietly, so fucking carefully, Kai takes his hand off my mouth. Waiting to see if I’ll scream.
But I don’t.
Sohe slides a hand between our bodies, grabs the hem of my dress, and starts pulling it up my leg.
I squirm under him, and the knife presses harder against my throat.
With the long slit he made down the front, I’m already plenty naked, but I guess that’s not enough for Kai.
I tense as his fingers reach my hip, and he purses his lips, warning me to stay quiet.
Melissa’s phone beeps, and my entire body jolts in surprise. She sighs, bunny slippers flopping over the carpet, her bed letting out a little squeak as she falls down on it.
“What?” she snaps into the phone. “Yes, you fucking simp, I got your messages. All hundred-and-nine of them.”
I squirm as Kai’s hand reaches the edge of my underwear. There’s barely enough light down here for me to make out the vague contours of his face. A gleam in his eyes. And how he slowly shakes his head.
Fuck him.
I shove my hand between us, capturing his wrist. Trying to stop his fingers.
“This is harassment,” Melissa says.
I one-hundred percent agree. My nails bite into Kai’s wrists hard enough to make him hiss.
Melissa’s bunny slippers slap down beside the bed. “Haven?”
Maybe Kai doesn’t care if he’s discovered anymore. Why else would he drag his hand down between my legs and push aside my underwear so he can slip a finger inside me when it’s obvious Melissa heard us?
