Page 105 of From You to Me

I knew that voice.

I would recognize it anywhere.

It was the one that jarred through one of my worst nightmares.

I inhaled sharply as I spun around, trying to calm the roaring pulse that was leaking to my ears. My fingers squeezed around the frozen dessert.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I bellowed, coldly.

A smirk snaked its way up her injected lips. The pristine clinical white of her tight vest and her platinum-ironed hair stuck out like needles smearing the air with venom.

A click escaped her lips. A cocky smile danced on her lips as she slowly sauntered toward me, tracing her pointer finger along the edges of the marble island.

It was a clear act of intimidation.

But I refused to be intimidated this time.

I steeled my spine and met her gaze head-on, which only deepened her smirk.

“I see things have very well changed.” She folded her arms, jutting her hips against the counter.

I forced a smile through the simmering fury waiting to burst out of me.

“Yes, they have, White. This time, I’m staying. In fact”—I waved my hands around—“there’s no place I’d rather be.”

“Evelyn.” Her shrill laughter cut through the room. “I see you’ve gotten confident.” She tsked, tapping her long nail on her folded arm. “But now that I’m back, I’ll send you packing by the end of the week.”

I couldn’t control the chuckle that spurt out of my mouth. “Oh, White.” I took a step toward her. “You think I’m scared of you this time? Do you think you can hold something over my head and play with me?” Her eyes flickered a bit but returned to her condescending stare in a second. “I think the tables have turned now, and it’s actually you who should be scared. Because there is nothing you can do anymore. Your time is over.”

“Evelyn. God, how gullible!” A wry grin curved her lips. “I’m not sure how you sneaked your way back from whichever hole you were. But it’s been six years since you’ve been gone and a lot has happened in that time. I don’t know what tale you spun to be back in his life again, but trust me, I have him hooked under my spell. Emmie isn’t going to believe a word out of your mouth. I’ve kicked you out once, and I can do it again.”

Whatever cool face that I put on blinked away as I felt the anger jumping in my blood. I hated that she was right. Jay didn’t believe anything I’d said. “But you’re not together. Nothing happened between the two of you in these six years. Jay and you will never be together. He will never love you.”

She rolled her eyes. “Yes, maybe love wasn’t in the cards.” She twirled her finger on her pin-straight hair while a smug smile coated her lips. “But did he mention the other things that happened?”

A heavy hand plummeted my heart to my gut. My brain was telling me not to listen to a word she uttered, but my heart was a different matter.

Her smile grew, catching on to the expression on my face that I was trying so hard not to give away.

Fuck, Evy.

“Like this one time in Rio, after a show, when he slipped inside my hotel room late at night, wanting some comfort like the many other times that I gave him when you weren’t there. Oh, he fucked me so good that night. In fact, till the next afternoon. Boy, that man has some stamina. Trust me, I could keep up with him.”

I gritted my teeth as rage blinded my vision. I hurled the popsicle at her.

Her eyes widened as it hit her right in the face, falling to a thud on the floor. “Ouch,” she hissed.

But I didn’t stop there. “You fucking bitch,” I roared as I swung my curled fist before she even had time to react. Her shocked eyes flew to mine before my knuckles landed straight on her plastic nose.

I could hear the crunch before it even happened. The sound was like the hook of the melody to my favorite song that I would listen to over and over again.

She screamed in agony as her trembling fingers closed in around her nose as she wheezed.

Two rivers of blood red flooded out her nostrils, draining the white of her shirt.

She shrieked as she tumbled to the ground, dropping flat on her back.

All the pent-up anger stored in from all the years scrambled out of me. “You fucking bitch. You ruined my life. You hear me? You fucking ruined my life.” I lowered to the ground andrepeatedly thrashed her face. I didn’t care if I was going to end up in jail for murder.

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