My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 49 Hearts On The Fence

Evelyn

As I walked to his room, avoiding the glances of a few other guests along the way, my mind couldn't help but dwell on the hurtful words my mother had cruelly spat at me, all in the name of "doing what's best for me." Unbelievable, she was! She had wounded me with her words, questioned the authenticity of my feelings for Jacob, and yet clung to her claim that she cared for me.

She didn't care, not even the slightest bit. If she had, she would have at least tried to understand me.

I mean, seriously, she...accused me of coming between Jacob and that Chloe, as if she hadn't already hurt me enough. Of all the wounds she had inflicted on me since childhood, this was the worst, and I would forever remember it.

I didn't bother knocking on Jacob's door; instead, I walked right in. My eyes searched for him until I spotted him sitting at the edge of the bed, his head hanging low as he stared at his hands. His phone lay by his side, the message to me still open on the screen.

Something didn't feel right already.

Dread crawled up my insides. Did my mother say something to him as well? Oh no...

"Why...why didn't you get back to my room?" I asked, my breaths quick and shallow.

He didn't answer me at first, nor did he move his gaze to me, instead he offered me silence for the first few seconds before he finally settled his gaze on me.

Why was he not answering me?!

My heart beat loudly, and the restlessness within me kept increasing. I dreaded so many things; my fears gnawed at me from within, my hands trembled, and I was on the verge of breaking down. The last thing I wanted was to cry before he even said a word.

"Why didn't you tell me that Danica knows about us?"

Great! So my mom ruined it for me. She did the one thing I asked her not to.

hesitated to speak. What was I supposed to tell him? The truth? That I was afraid he'd pull away? It wouldn't please him; in fact, it would only

found out about this from Chloe and

Wait...

tell him.

my chest. I couldn't quite explain it, but it just hurt, and it hurt

it's not your turn to question me, Evelyn," he spoke, his voice

out. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I just speak instead of feeling a bunch

what the heck was going on with

happened yesterday only," I finally managed to say, my voice trembling, "I didn't

to you about it, and that would have been it. Mind telling me what mind-blowing plan you had in your mind by keeping it to yourself?" He stood up and

was afraid that you'd react differently," I admitted, tears threatening to escape, "And don't get fucking mad at me. I'm just as stressed as you are right now, even more so! It's not my fault that Mom found out about us. It's your ex-girlfriend who saw us in the hall and told her. So if you

yourself, you could have told me about it. And about Chloe, why did you hit her? Raising your hand at someone is not a solution.

told you a lie, and you fucking believed her?!" I finally snapped, all my stress and turmoil breaking through in rage, "What's wrong with you, Jacob? If she comes to you again and says that I did some stupid shit, you'd

Jacob, till now, composed and collected, found himself struggling to

my frustration pouring out in waves, "I knew I was going to say things I didn't want to, but it was beyond my control, "Are you even sure that you're not in love with her deep down and not planning to go back to her? Because to me, it seems like it." "You're way off base, Evelyn. Why do you think I'd go back

ex was talking shit about you, me, and everyone else. It was her fault that she decided to tell my mother what she saw. And all I did was throw wine at her face to get her filthy mouth shut! If that looks like hitting her to you, then yes, I hit her, alright? I'm the immature woman here. If you don't like me, then go

"Evelyn, stop."

snatched my wrist from his grasp. "You don't even trust me. All you care about is what your damn ex tells you. I didn't tell you any of it because I didn't want you to be as stressed as I am, and to be honest, I was equally afraid. I didn't want you to back away because I love you, Jacob. I didn't want what we have

tear that finally escaped my control, my frustration and sorrow laid bare

swear to God I'm gouging out my

overreacted, I am sorry," He suddenly pulled me into his arms, "I shouldn't have spoken to you that way, but trust me, the reason wasn't Chloe. I just didn't want you

Jacob," I tried to get away from his embrace,

am sorry, baby," He murmured, kissing my temple, "I am really sorry. I didn't want to hurt you. It's just that I got mad because I found out about our personal news from someone else, and that person being Chloe made it even worse. She doesn't matter to me, nor do I plan to go back to her.

didn't want to cry. Damn it, I didn't even want to be near him at this point. But every fiber of my body spoke