Page 29 of Savage Vicious Heir: Part Two

Turning my back on her, I finally pull my draw open and drag a pair of boxers out before pulling them on.

“Nothing? Nothing?” she shrieks. “Do you have any idea how much you’ve hurt her?”

I’m pretty sure a knife through my chest couldn’t hurt worse than hearing those words.

Turning back around, I stare Tally dead in the eyes. I need her to see how serious I am with my next words.“It’s for the best,” I lie. “Abigail doesn’t belong in my world. I did her a favour.”

Crack.

I really should have seen it coming. But this is Tally, not Raine, or even Olivia. The second her palm connects with my cheek, my head whips to the side and pain shoots down my neck.

A growl of fury rips from my throat and I take a warning step towards her.

Most girls—hell, most guys—would immediately step back and cower. But, oh no, not prim and proper Tallulah Darlington. I have no fucking idea what Oak has done to her, but she’s not scared of anything these days.

“The fuck, Tallulah?” I snarl.

“She loves you,” Tally cries.

I stumble back as her words hit me like a truck.

“She loves you and all you do is hurt her. She doesn’t deserve it.”

“Finally, something we agree on.” I lock down every emotion swirling inside of me. “She deserves more than this. More than me.”

Tally’s eyes widen at my confession, my moment of vulnerability.

“She needs to forget about me and move on. It’s better for everyone.”

“Everyone?” she asks, lifting a brow. “Better for you, you mean?”

“It doesn’t matter about me. None of this is about me.”

“Exactly, it’s about her. So what are you going to do about it?”

“Nothing. I’m giving her time and space to figure out what we already know.”

“And what is that exactly?” Her eyes narrow in suspicion.

“That Abigail Bancroft is too good for the likes of me.”

A bitter laugh spills from Tally’s lips. “Wow. The high and mighty Elliot Eaton has finally figured out that he’s not all that.”

My chest heaves, my breaths coming hard and fast as I glare at her.

“While I might agree,” she adds, letting her eyes drop down my practically naked body with her top lip curled in disgust. “Abigail sees something in you. And”—she moves towards me, poking me hard in the chest—“you are going to make this right. You are going to fix it in whatever way you can. Get her out of hiding. Convince her to come back to school. To life. I’d do it myself if I could, but I don’t have the power. Only you have that.”

I snatch her finger, stopping her from poking me before gently shoving her away from me.

She goes easily enough, although her angry stare never leaves me.

“Do we have a deal?”

I shake my head before raking my hair back.“I… I can’t, Tally.”

“Tough. You have to. You did this, Elliot. It’s on you to fix it.”

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