“Stop it, Hayden. Can’t you see how scared she is of you already?” Harvey said as he tried to calm Hayden down.
I could tell right away that no amount of effort was going to succeed in calming Hayden down at this point.
“Why are you so soft when it comes to women?” Hayden snapped.
“Well, naturally because they’re women? If I’m harsh on them, I’ll end up killing them all…” Harvey replied perhaps a little too honestly.
“How many times do I have to tell you to stay away from her? She’s not your woman,” Hayden retorted heatedly.
“And she’s yours? How so?” Harvey asked in return as he cocked his head curiously to the side.
“Harvey…” Hayden muttered.
“Sleeping with her, keeping her locked up here, calling her yours...such an easy and irresponsible thing to say…” Harvey started lecturing his brother.
“Harvey, please…” I whispered pleadingly for Harvey to stock provoking Hayden when I finally found my voice.
“How I choose to deal with my woman has nothing to do with you. If you’re so free, you should be trying to wake Amelia up. This all happened because you didn’t push any leash on her. If you kept her locked up, she wouldn’t be in a coma right now!”
“Hayden…” I whispered his name in shock.
How can he say something like that to his brother?
Suddenly, it felt like the temperate in the room dropped my multiple degrees. There were not one but two snowstorms in the room now. One look at Harvey and I could tell that he wasn’t the person that he was before Hayden spoke those words. He was beyond angry and understandably so. Kill me now. Why am I stuck in between these two brothers.
No, please…I don’t want to see Harvey’s real form. I must have caught a glimpse of how scary he could be the first time that we met, and I didn’t want to witness anymore of that.
“Some lines shouldn’t be crossed…” Harvey said, and his tone was soft and gentle, yet it sounded so deadly.
I felt the warmth of Harvey’s hand on my shoulder before I realized that he was standing right behind me. His touch was gentle like he was handling me with care, but I had no idea what he was thinking anymore. I could feel Hayden eyes on the hand that Harvey had on my shoulder, and I could tell that he wasn’t pleased.
“You’re old enough now to understand that, aren’t you?” Harvey asked rhetorically.
“You’re the one who doesn’t understand. I told you to leave her alone. Why did you have to take her outside?” Hayden hissed through clenched teeth.
“Women should be protected. I wanted to give her freedom…” Harvey said as his hand clenched slightly on my shoulder.
“At the cost of her life? What a joke…” Hayden retorted.
“I don’t think Malissa likes having a collar around her neck or a leash restraining her or leading her around…” Harvey said, and his fingers moved to caressed the side of my neck.
Harvey…what are you doing?
“Isn’t that right, Malissa?” Harvey whispered so close to my ear that I could feel the warmth of his breath against my ear.
“Harvey…” I called his name softly as I struggled to figure out how to deal with the situation.
Why are these two even fighting to begin with? How am I supposed to talk to Hayden when he’s in such a rotten mood?
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