Page 10 of Savage Vicious Heir: Part Two

The anguish.

The tears, the blood… the release.

My nails dig into my palms as the need to feel just a hint of that right now begins to get the better of me.

Not knowing what else to do, I get out of the car and march towards the front door.

I stand there with my finger hovering over the bell.Just because there isn’t any sign of life, it doesn’t mean that she’s not here.

Abigail is hiding. And quite honestly, this is the best place for her to do it.

It might not be the biggest of houses but it’s certainly big enough.

My need to see her, to protect her from herself battles with my need to do the right thing.

I guess it all comes down to one question…

Do I trust her?

Do I trust her not to hurt herself? And if she does, do I trust her not to take it too far?

I pull my phone from my pocket and stare down at the notifications piled up on the lock screen.

But none of them are from her.

Not one.

The most recent one makes my blood run cold.

Scott: I hope you’re not chasing that sad pathetic mouse around town like a loser.

As if he’s waiting for me to read that first message, he begins typing.

Scott: Lauren is your girl. Do the right thing by both of them.

Scott: You won’t like the consequences if you fuck this up for us, little brother.

Anger courses through my veins. I’m mad. Mostly at myself.

This is why you tried to put a barrier up.

You knew this would happen.

You knew you’d hurt her whether you wanted to or not.

Closing down his messages, I find my conversation with Abigail.

My heart drops into my throat when I find messages I didn’t send.My hand trembles as I read my request for her to meet me tonight.

That fucker. I didn’t even know he’d taken my phone.

Feeling totally hopeless, and completely fucking worthless, I tap out a simple message.

Elliot: I’m sorry, Red.

I hang my head in regret. My heart feels like a lead weight in my chest, but there is nothing I can do to make any of it better.

There is no coming back from this.

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