My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 24

Chapter 24 Pain

Evelyn

As I walked downstairs with Jacob, the last thing I had expected was to see a woman who seemed both familiar and unknown. Her hair, once short, now cascaded down to her waist, and her complexion appeared slightly darker, making her even more beautiful. But it was her eyes that caught my attention the most-they no longer held the gloominess I remembered; instead, they exuded pure happiness. She looked happy. Truly happy.

Standing by her side was a man, his arm wrapped around her waist, as she engaged in lively conversation with Dad and Clara.

"What's the matter?" Jacob's voice snapped me out of my daze. He looked at me with concern.

I could not answer him. However, as his eyes followed to see the sight, he soon realised the reason behind my sudden stillness.

"Oh, there she is. Jacob's here too," Clara called out, gathering everyone's attention. "Come join us."

All eyes turned towards me, and my breath quickened as years of suppressed anger began to rise. I didn't want to speak to that woman or even see her face.

"Evelyn, come on," Jacob pleaded, grasping my hand in an attempt to coax me forward.

"No. I don't want to meet her," I replied, my voice trembling as I struggled to maintain control over my emotions.

"But she's a guest. It wouldn't be polite if you just walked away," he reasoned.

"I don't care. She means nothing to me. I-I..."

"For your dad... do it for him. He invited your mom because he wants to mend your relationship," Jacob interjected, knowing exactly how to convince me. His words infuriated me and left me feeling powerless.

"Come with me," Flashing me a small smile, he pulled me along.

"Hi, everyone," he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with my mother and her boyfriend. "Evelyn was just a little nervous, so sorry for the delay."

I heard a sigh of relief from both Dad and Clara at Jacob's words. They knew I wasn't just nervous, but they wanted to avoid any awkwardness at all costs.

"Hey, Evelyn," Mom's voice reached my ears, and reluctantly, I shifted my gaze towards her, though it was the last thing I wanted to do.

Her voice held a softness, and her eyes were filled with hope, which made me feel a twinge of guilt. She understood that I wasn't happy about her presence. It was evident that she was trying to communicate her remorse.

But as the memories of everything my dad and I had endured flashed before my eyes like a projector, everything seemed to dissipate into thin air.

her, my voice lacking

tried to mask

Evelyn, this is Jack, your mother's fiancé," Dad interjected, attempting

Jack. It's nice to meet you," I said, my attempt at a smile falling

must say, you look a lot like her," he replied warmly, choosing to overlook my

notice our similarities. We haven't spent much time together," I chuckled. "Anyway, it was nice meeting you

moment, I turned around and walked

*****

open the

Jacob," I managed to speak through my

day. You can't isolate yourself like this. It won't help,"

I sniffled,

can't leave you like this. If you don't open the door, I'll

as I buried my head in the pillow, unable to stop my tears from flowing and adding to

with frustration. "After that, you can't

time alone,

now. You've locked yourself in your fucking room for the past six hours, refusing to talk to anyone or leave this damn den of yours. Your dad's going crazy out there, while you call this isolation some kind of 'private moment.' And you think I'm the one who doesn't understand?!" His worry was evident, overshadowed by his frustration, "Stop acting like an idiot and open the

call me an idiot! You're the idiot," I snapped, wiping my tears before

continued to stream down my face. The emotions churning in my stomach felt

in the room and crying like a five-year-old who lost a fluffy doll kinda thing or got

but it still came out

on dolls. It's you who engages in nonsensical behaviour, and you know what? I actually

Jacob. Consider this a warning,"

cry over trivial things and create a mess," he

Just go away before I kick you

guts to take such a step. You're too afraid to even step out

away the pillow and sat up. Furiously I wiped my tears and strode to the door before I opened

fucking dickhead,

lips against mine, and sealing them in a fierce kiss. He kicked the door shut and pushed me onto the bed as he kissed me, hard and reluctant to

his hold and pinned them over my head as if making sure that I don't move

see on his face,

an idiot," He released my hands and wiped my tears,

at him for calling me an idiot and was thinking of all sorts of ways of yelling at him, but this time, my reaction came out wholly contrary to what I'd thought it'd be. I found myself grabbing his collars and pulling him all the way till our lips moulded together once again. I kissed him, the same passion that surged within

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