Chapter 16
Thalia’s Pov
As I walked out of the room, his sorrowful face kept flashing in my mind. His eyes were the sad dest I have ever seen, obviously sadder than mine. But my attention was drawn to what was waiting for me on the other side of the door.
I opened the door and was delighted to find myself in a familiar room, one that we had entered when we first arrived at the house.
I ran to the main door, opened it, and stepped outside, where it was already nightfall and a blast of chilly air greeted me.
He wasn’t lying, but I secretly wished he was. I was so used to betrayal that I wanted him to be a liar as well. I wanted him to be friends with Josh. I was expecting cameras to pop up and yell that I had been pranked, but nothing happened after waiting close to a minute.
As the chilly breeze continued to strike me, I dashed to the garage, pressed the key, and the car lit up. I walked in fast and without looking back.
The first thing I did when I got inside was check the glove compartment, and behold, there was cash. I closed it and started the car, a voice in the back of my head said the gate would not open. but when I got within inches of it, it opened.
I was about to burst out laughing when I stomped on the gas and drove away.
I stepped on the gas hard and drove away like a l*natic, laughing and checking behind me for any signs that I was being followed.
The fact that I was driving on the beach didn’t bother me, all I wanted to do was flee. But then a sense of bewilderment washed over me like a bee sting. I slammed on the brakes hard, nearly losing control of the car.
After a brief pause, I broke out laughing, I laughed so that tears began running down my cheeks. I turned around to face the back.
I was free to depart because, he wasn’t coming after me. Because of Josh’s treachery, I was seeing the worst in everyone and began to distrust everything.
I looked in front and saw tarmac; continuing meant no turning back. Brandon’s sorrowful pale face flushed again.
I recalled when I opened my eyes and found him watching Josh and the sk*nk, I had noticed his rare beautiful smile. I wondered if it was the first time the smile appeared on his face after he got sick.
However, when I decided to back out of the revenge I had completely wiped it away. I was perplexed; he genuinely wanted to assist me, but I was an idiot for failing to notice what was there in front of
me.
“Think Thalia, think,” I kept hitting my head on the wheel. Scr*w you, Josh,” I said as I turned the car around. I was not sure if he was going to let me back inside the house or continue with the revenge but I was never going to know if I never turned around.
At least I proved I was not locked up against my will and I made him pay for making me watch that
sh*t.
In minutes I was back at the house, I was surprised to see the gate open; something wasn’t right; he was always particular about security, that much I noted.
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Okay, i enjoyed reading this story so far i finished it 😇 i really love the Story it was not exaggerating every plot of the story, it seems like real life though the fact that brandon was in coma for 13 years is very heartbreaking🥺💔 i hope this story have Part 2 😇 because i love how brandon manipulate those enemies 🤣🤣 they are not the type of character that easy to messed up like how brandon did. it was really interesting to read this story hoping for part 2...