Page 48 of Rejected Pretend Mate

"You are supposed to be my best friend, and you do this to me! Are you fucking kidding me!"

"Cayden, stop," I pleaded now, imagining our voices were traveling outside. "Let go of him!"

I shove at Cayden, finally breaking them apart. I moved, standing in front of Cayden, making sure he couldn't charge as Weslie again. "It's not like that! So stop hurting him and fucking listen for a moment."

"Don't," Cayden growled at me. He pulled his hand up, pointing a finger. "Don't tell me what it is and what it isn't! I'm not fucking blind! You're fucking dress is all scrunched up, and he has your fucking lipstick on his face! So don't try and tell me that nothing happened in that closet."

Okay, so I couldn't say we were just talking in the closet, but he was taking this wrong. He was seeing it as Weslie taking advantage of me when, in truth, we both wanted what happened in that closet.

"I'm an adult," I said. "And I don't need you punching him."

"I will do whatever I have to do to keep you safe, April! You are still new to the pack, and I'm making sure you get yourself on steady feet!" He looked from me to Cayden. "And you're fucking dead!" Cayden pushed against me to get to Weslie.

"We're in a relationship!" I yelled, stepping back into Cayden's space. I placed my hands on the wall, not letting himget around me. I held my head high as I stared at him. "A relationship."

"It's a fake relationship!" Cayden yelled back. "The entire thing was fake, or have you forgotten about that? Have you forgotten that he's a womanizer and that he jumps around from woman to woman!? Or did he somehow convince you he hasn't done that since the moment he arrived here?"

"It's not like that," Weslie growled at Cayden. I could see the frustration on his face as he pushed against my back. "And you know that! You know damn well that we all have had a lot of relationships. You don't see me throwing that in your face when Riley gets angry at you."

"What I know is you were feeling my fucking sister up in a closet! That's what I know! And if you don't fucking get out of this house, I swear to god, Weslie. I'll fucking choke you to death!"

I went still for a moment, knowing my brother could. He'd killed Brad, and in his eyes, Weslie had crossed a line you shouldn't even touch.

"Cayden, stop!" I yelled at him, shoving at his chest. "Fucking stop! Stop it! Let me explain!"

"There is nothing to explain!" Cayden growled, looking at me. "You don't know what type of person he is! I do. I've been around him all these years."

But that wasn't true. I did not know what type of person Weslie was. I had fallen in love with him all those years ago, and he hadn't changed. He was sweet and caring, a bit sarcastic sometimes, but always there when I needed him.

I stood my ground. "I do know because we had a relationship in the past! We dated before and after you left."

Cayden froze, looking at me confused. "What?"

I sighed. The truth had to come out. "I know what type of person he is because we dated when we were younger for a while. So….this isn't new. We just…got back together."

I watched Cayden ground his jaw together, and his eyes quickly left me and went to Weslie. "Are you fucking kidding me!?" Cayden growled and shoved past me straight toward Weslie. Another punch was thrown, and they tumbled backward.

"Stop!" I screamed, trying again to break them apart, but Weslie was throwing punches back this time. The room echoed with them punching each other, and I didn't know how to stop them.

"Stop!" I screamed even louder. "Stop fighting! Please!"

The fight moved as they tumbled into the living room. Swear words were thrown, and both of them were screaming at each other. Weslie shoved Cayden, and Cayden pulled Weslie down with him. Over and over. I could hear their shirts being ripped, and blood started to drip onto the wood floor.

"I'll never fucking forgive you for this!" Cayden yelled, throwing another punch at Weslie.

They tumbled out of the house onto the porch. "Fuck you!" Weslie yelled, and everyone turned, looking at all of us. I could see the confusion in everyone's eyes, which quickly shifted into horror.

I watched Lucas and Miles quickly move, hurrying up the stairs to pull them apart. Miles grabbed Cayden, and Lucas grabbed Weslie, but they couldn't get them apart.

"Hey! Hey!" Miles started yelling over them. "Enough."

Weslie threw a punch, and Cayden tumbled backward, fumbling down the stairs. I screamed watching as he hit every stair until he landed on the grass. Riley screamed, pulling herself out of her chair as she ran to him.

"Oh my god!" I pulled a hand up quickly, covering my mouth.

Tears poured out as Weslie stood panted. Lucas stood in front of him, not letting him move forward. My brother stared back at him, ready to come back up the stairs and continue. He wiped his nose as Riley got to his arm. Miles started down the steps blocking his way. "That's enough, you two."

"What is going on?" Riley asked, looking directly at me.

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