My Dad's Bestfriend novel Chapter 60

Evelyn

“Do not even fucking think about raising your hand at me, Chloe," I warned her through gritted teeth, my eyes locked onto her trembling hand inching toward her cheek. It was as though she couldn't fathom the slap that had just landed on her face. Well, she'd better believe it because I had no qualms about delivering another if she didn't mind her tongue. "I've dealt with enough bullies in my life to handle a lowlife, cheap filthy, woman like you. And believe me, if you dare to step over that line again, I'll rip that hand right off your body."

"What... what did you just say?" Chloe's jaw tightened, her fury evident in the fire that burned in her eyes.

"Are you deaf or just plain stupid? huh? I snapped back. "You can’t hear me, right? Let me show you—I can actually make you deaf, today if that's what you want. It’ll be fun, I promise.”

Before I could advance toward her, a hand shot up, gripping my wrist. It was a touch I knew all too well, one that sent regret surging through my veins. My body still fucking craved Jacob's touch, despite everything. I hated it. I absolutely hated how every fiber of my being still yearned for him…

"Evelyn, just don't do thi—"

Before he could finish his sentence, I yanked my hand free from his grasp and shoved him hard in the chest, causing him to collide with the wall. Pain, anger, and sorrow swirled within me— I was going insane. I wanted to hurt him, just as he had hurt me with his words. But no matter what I did, it could never compare to the devastation I felt when I walked in on Jacob and Chloe in that room.

This man had shattered me completely. He got me looking so fucking crazy.

"Do not lay a finger on me, Jacob!" I shouted, pressing him further against the wall, though there was no room left. My eyes blazed with fury, my breath quivered with rage, “Do you hear me? You have absolutely no fucking right to touch me!" I fought back my tears, refusing to show any vulnerability. "You have no right to command me, tell me what to do, or even come near me after what you've done. You've lost that privilege, understand? You've destroyed everything. So stay the hell away from me. Got it?!”

"You can't just raise your hands at someone— that's not the kind of person you are, Evelyn," he sighed, gazing at me as if I should instantly see reason, fuck him! “You are not that person," his soft, manipulative eyes almost swayed me, but I couldn't let myself be fooled. He was right; I didn't even recognize myself anymore. But I refused to weaken, not after everything he'd put me through.

"And what kind of person am I then, huh? The one who let you use her like a fool? Do you actually expect me to keep being that woman, blindly in love and obedient to your every word?" I spat out the words with venom. "Don't delude yourself, Jacob. You have no idea what I'm capable of, and trust me, if I decide to get violent with your little sidepiece here, I'll tear her to shreds. I know all you want is to protect her from me, so instead of giving me advice, why don't you focus on keeping your 'bitch' in her own lane?"

He remained silent, and that infuriated me even more. After everything he'd done, his silence was the last thing I was going to tolerate.

He had to speak. He had to damn well speak!

"What, cat got your tongue?" I clenched his shirt, pulling him closer. "Or are you too busy getting off on this situation, waiting for me to leave so you can fuck your little whore to your fill? Because that's all you care about, right? Sex? Temporary attraction that keeps someone around until you're bored of them? Or maybe you get off on the pain—maybe it's something you need to survive, or maybe, just maybe, it's something you actually deserve!"

"If you're so aware that you're not wanted, why don't you just leave, for Christ's sake?" Chloe decided to chime in with her unsolicited opinion.

I clenched my fists, closed my eyes for a moment, and took a deep breath. One murder, just one, and I was pretty certain my dad could clean up the mess and bail me out.

Right as I was about to respond, Jacob's voice cut through the tension, his gaze fixed on Chloe over my shoulder. "Chloe, love... why don't you go to your room for a moment and let me handle this situation?"