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.

to tell him? The truth? That I was afraid he'd pull away? It wouldn't

that I found out about this from Chloe

Wait...

didn't tell him. Chloe

words trembled, and a sudden, sharp pain pierced my chest. I couldn't quite

me, Evelyn," he

and opened my mouth to say something, but for some reason, not a word came out. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I just

this. Then what the heck was going on with me

finally managed to say, my voice trembling, "I didn't know how to tell

how to tell me?" He looked at me in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing, "It was a simple thing to say, Evelyn. You just needed to tell me that Danica talked 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 walked over to me. "Tell me,

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

it. And about

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 blindly believe her? Do you still trust her that

Jacob, till now, composed and collected, found himself struggling to respond, "It's not

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

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 back to your damn ex. I'm done explaining things to everybody!" I turned around to leave, but he

"Evelyn, stop."

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 between us to end. Sorry, maybe it's my fault that I care too much. I'm extremely sorry, Mr. Jacob

escaped my control, my frustration and sorrow laid bare for

God I'm gouging out my eyes

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

to get away from his embrace, but he only pulled me closer, reluctant to let

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.

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