Page 355 of Breaking the Rules
He says nothing.
"She's younger than I am. You're older than he is. Where the fuck do you get off telling me that this is wrong when it's exactly what you're doing?"
"Have I?" he asks.
"What?"
"When did I say it was wrong?" he asks.
"Fuck you." I see red. The entire world is red. The entire world is bullshit. "He's gone because of you."
"He's gone because of him," Brendon says.
"Em. Let's go. Please." Kaylee hugs her Kindle to her chest.
I shake my head.
Stare down my brother.
God, he's so calm and sure and superior.
"Do you have any fucking clue what's going on?" I ask.
"I saw enough," he says.
"No. You don't know. I care about him. And you're fucking ruining that." My heart thuds against my chest.
"Em—"
"Save it for someone who can tolerate your bullshit." I turn and run down the stairs.
Tears well in my eyes. Then I blink, and my lashes are heavy, and I can barely see.
This is unfair.
This is bullshit.
How can he open me up then leave?
How can he promise to stay then leave?
How can he love me then leave?
After a few minutes, Kaylee climbs into the car. She gets me into the passenger seat, turns the key, drives us home.
I crumble on the couch a blubbering mess.
She hugs me and puts on Disney movies and plies me with chocolate.
But it's not enough.
As long as he's gone, nothing is ever going to be enough.
