Page 8 of Savage Vicious Heir: Part Two

A beautiful nightmare, and my greatest fears all rolled into one.

The girls warned me.

They told me Elliot was a complicated boy.

But I didn’t listen.

I didn’t want to hear it because I thought I knew him. I thought there was shred of decency inside him.

It was all a lie.

One I’ll never fall for again.

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ELLIOT

She’s not here.

Her bed is a mess, but despite the lump, I know she’s not here.

I can’t feel her.

“Red,” I call again, hoping that I’m wrong.

Praying that I’m wrong.

I blow around her room like a tornado before throwing her bathroom door open.

There’s a part of me that expects to find her in a heap on the tiled floor with a knife in one hand as she bleeds out, and I’m so fucking relieved when I find the room empty.

My heart thunders in my chest as I spin around feeling totally out of my depth.

I hurt her tonight. I hurt her bad.

You warned her…

I shake my head trying to banish the unhelpful thoughts.I told her this was going to be hard, that I was going to have to keep us a secret to protect her.

I knew my family would be the ones to fuck all this up. I just never expected it would happen so fast or in such an explosive fashion.

Doing what I did with Ethan was a risk.

When I first asked him to step in and be her friend, I hoped that it would help with my obsession with her, and in turn, hers with me.But the first time I saw them together, the first time I saw her smile at him like he was someone special, I knew I’d fucked up.

It didn’t sate the desire I had for her, it only made it burn hotter. And the jealousy… That was something I hadn’t banked on.

Fuck. I’ve never experienced anything like it.

And I did it to myself.

Self-sabotage at its finest. But I didn’t—I don’t—know what else to do.

The pain she’s suffering right now was inevitable.

It could have happened now or in three months’ time.

It didn’t matter when, it was always going to happen.

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