Chapter 202

I'm Done

The rest of the day passes in a blur while I try my best not to think about my

mother.

Of course it doesn't work. I might not be actively talking about this morning, but it's in my head, regardless.

Jake's still locked away in his office,no sign of him, no word. The only thing we get is a

text around dinnertime.

J: Don't wait for me.

So we don't.

Aiden and I order pizza. We sprawl on the couch, slices on paper plates, a dumb movie

playing on the T.V.. He's laughing at the screen like it's any other night. Like nothing's happened. Like the world hasn't cracked open beneath my feet.

I haven't exactly told him anything, because if I say it out loud, it becomes real.l don't

want to talk about it. He thinks Zaid is feeling sick and Jake is too busy with work things.

His hand rests on my thigh, his thumb brushing soft circles against my skin.

Usually, it's comforting.

Tonight, it makes my stomach twist.

I smile at him once when he looks my way, but it feels thin. Fake. It's a lie I can't quite

keep up.

He fucked me good earlier, and it helped. It numbed me for a while, but now everything is

rushing back in.

Heavier. Hotter.

I feel like I'm suffocating under it. My heart is in my stomach. Everything hurts. I want to

cry, but there are no tears left. Just this dull, hollow ache echoing in my chest.

check on Zaid," I say

a soft smile and kind eyes.

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nothing's wrong. Like I'm not bleeding under my skin. "Okay, baby," he says, turning back to

than I need to, dragging

when I reach

heart drops. That tiny click feels like a punch to the chest. He never

1. it.

I wonder how angry he is

door creaks open

unreadable.

before all of this,

Just stares at me like he's waiting for me to

doesn't even

rub my arms, suddenly feeling

say no, his dark eyes taking

point.

finally gives a stiff nod and

slowly. The air in his room feels heavier than usual.

across

I know he

choke on. I realize I'm going to have to

first.

pizza if you're hungry. There's still some left

kitchen-"

do you want, Alina?" he interrupts,

my arms around myself and sigh, licking my lips to prepare

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About earlier."

voice is quiet and I lift my eyes to his, finally able to look

his hands into his

missed you,"

of anger passing through his eyes before he swallows

do this," he

turns cold. My

eyes locking onto mine, and for

Everything he's holding

like a makeshift bandage. Then as a weapon. As a way to show me that

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