Page 235 of Broken by my Bully
I drag both hands through my hair, barely suppressing a yell of frustration.
Fuck it.
She deserves whatever’s coming her way.
Except…it’s fucking Ezra.
Who knows what the fuck he’s up to?
I punch the closest tree, and it throws its leaves down at me.
Shaking out my fist, I hurry after them, staying just close enough so I don’t lose sight of them in the woods.
Following them into the dark.
Followingher.
Ezra’s always taken what’s mine.
Toys. Clothes. Credit.
Now he’s taking Haven…and maybe I want him to.
Maybe I want to see what he does to her.
Maybe I want to see if she surviveshimbetter than I did.
Haven
“You feel good, Haven? Enjoying yourself?” Ezra’s mouth is too close to my ear, but I’ve tried to push his arm off my shoulder like three times already. He just keeps putting it back.
Where’s Kai?
Why isn’t he stopping this?
But then I laugh, because Kai? Really? He literally just called me a slut.
Again.
And maybe he’s right. I let him finger me against a tree while high on molly. Just like I let him finger me under a bed while sober.
Kind of becoming a pattern.
I shove Ezra’s arm off my shoulders. “Melissa,” I manage through clenching teeth.
“What’s that? Youdofeel good? Yeah, of course you do. Everyone does. Even trailer trash bitches like you. ‘Cos you know that’s what you are, right?” He chuckles, and the sound makes my skin crawl.
What is he doing? Taking me on a fucking tour of the dance floor?
Is he trying to make Melissa jealous or something?
It’s not like me and Ezra were ever on speaking terms.
I know what he did to Kai back when we were kids. I saw the marks. Kai never snitched, but his eyes did all the talking back then.
Guess they still do.
Fuck, his eyes were so…so…God, he was angry back there.
