My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 34 Bleeding Emotions

Evelyn

As Dad knocked on the door, there was no response. The eerie silence emanating from his room only intensified the twisting feeling in my gut. I wasn't sure what I should do. If Dad weren't here, I might have just barged through the door without a second thought.

He was a grown man, fully capable of handling his emotions, so why did I feel so anxious? Why did I have this overwhelming need to help him, even when I wasn't sure if he actually needed me? Fuck! I hadn't thought I'd end up falling for him so deep. It felt insane. I was being driven to the brink of madness.

"Jacob, I know you're in there. Please, just open the door, okay?" Dad asked.

But once again, there was no answer from Jacob.

"Jacob?"

Was he even in there?

"Man, open the door. This is my house!"

My eyes widened, and I impulsively slapped Dad's arm, "Dad! You can't solve this like you solve our arguments. He's not your kid, for God's sake!" I whispered urgently.

"Then what am I supposed to do?" he asked, lowering his voice to match mine.

"I don't know, just try to talk to him gently, maybe?"

"Damn, it's not going to work," he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "He won't open the door. I'll have to come back later when he's calmed down. You should go back to your room too. I'm going to take a nap; this is stressing me out."

"What?"

"You heard me. Now get back to your room," Dad said as he walked away, eventually disappearing from my sight. He seemed clearly frustrated and tense.

Of course, Jacob needed time. But I was going to die out of stress in the meantime.

one person's arrival. The feeling of something bad

know you're mad at him, and you have every reason to be. But, would you please open the door for me and

disheartened me, causing doubts and questions to stir awake in my head. I wasn't even sure if it was the

only makes it harder for us? I'm here to help, just like you helped me at that time. You don't need

next second, the door

exhaled in relief as I watched him. It seemed like he had freshened up; I could see that he'd changed into a white shirt and slacks. However, before I could say a word, my eyes trailed to spot the suitcase on his bed

really planning to leave?" I asked,

not planning. I am leaving, Evelyn," he replied, walking back into his room. His cold tone was unfamiliar to me he

"Dad didn't invite her intentionally. It was a mistake. The invitation list was handled by Clara and me, and we had no idea about this. I'm sorry for whatever happened today. Let's talk this through

you're expecting from me, but..." he hesitated before pulling his hand away, "I've been clear with you from day one that I'm

was wrong

coming from, Jacob? What does any of this

come to an end. It's better if we stop here, today," he spoke, sounding indifferent and casual, which hurt me even more, "You're young and

to not let him dictate my life, "If you had these

change anyone's beliefs, do I?" He shifted his attention back to packing his clothes, seemingly

God, this cold-hearted motherfucker!

collars, forcing him to look at me, "You don't even need to try hard to break someone's heart. You're unbelievably good at it,

brief moment, I saw a flicker of hesitation in his

stop you, nor will I try to be there for you. It was my mistake to come here," I fought back my tears, my bottom lip quivering, "Go! Leave as soon as you can. I'll make sure my dad

to say something, but in the end, he

safe journey," With that, I walked out of the room, holding

realised it if it wasn't

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on her face, "We don't want to leave you here alone. I can already see how much you've cried- your eyes and nose are

took me a whole ten minutes to assure him that I'm alright. Nancy has made three phone calls from the car, and now, please don't

worried. And don't lie, I know you were crying. But look, if you come with us, you can ease your mind-the club's fun.

smile, "Besides,

inside the room, planting a kiss on my cheek,

smile broke on my face, "Now go before I kick your ass. All the hot guys in