Chapter 105

Chapter 105 Brooklyn

I could kill him.

My teeth clench, my lips press into a thin line.

I could absolutely murder Aden Kenwood.

My eyes flick to the kitchen door as I storm towards the garage.

For a second, I think about all the sharp knives in that kitchen that would help me do the job, but then I push the thought out of my mind.

Aden deserves a far worse death than that. Something medieval. Boiled alive in a vat of tar, or-

I slam into someone's chest as I push through the door to the garage, someone trying to enter the house just as I'm leaving it.

I give a small shriek, pulled from my murderous thoughts and whipping my head up to see-

Lucas.

"Brooklyn." He pauses, reaching out his hands to steady me after almost knocking me over. "Are you okay?"

"You're an asshole, too!" I exclaim, pushing his hands off my shoulders and impulsively shoving him in the chest.

He stumbles a few steps back, his face shocked.

brows drawn together.

accusing finger in his face. "You pretended to like me, and this

looking around wildly and lunging forward to grab my arm. "Would you shut up?" I press my lips shut, feeling guilty

house, you never know who is listening. Still, it doesn't make him any less of a dick. "Get off of me," I demand, my teeth clenched as I shake his

you... sure?" he asks,

losing my cool and feeling tears prick at the corners of

out of here I have to leave this horrible place, where I'm

moment of hesitation. I open my eyes to find

"I'm so sorry, Brooklyn."

face, and I feel all

head. "Just get me the keys-I need to get out of here." He hesitates, glancing towards the door,

he agrees,

me up in his

away

Prius, go somewhere, and

nod, brushing my hands across my

keys to all

purple one, in the corner,"

of course I can drive," I

does everyone in this house treat me like

veline

glance, climbing into car at the end

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