Page 14 of Make You Wish You Were Dead
Callan gets cut off when a menacing voice interrupts him.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I look behind me and see Rowan with a furious look on his face.
"Don’t worry about it."
Rowan furrows his eyebrows at me before looking at Callan.
The height difference between Callan and Rowan is insane.
Callan is about my height, maybe taller standing at 5’9" while Rowan is at least 6’2". Callan's eyes are filled with a look of discomfort.
"Who are you?" Rowan asks in a threatening voice.
"Callan Rivers. I'm a friend of Jane. Nice to meet you," Callan brings out his hand to shake Rowan's.
Callan’s voice seems smooth and calm. The complete opposite of Rowan’s right now. So Callan is definitely not deaf but he also chooses to speak when he needs to. I wonder how he is so fluent in ASL.
Rowan looks at Callan's hand in disgust and then meets Callan's eyes and then looks back down at me.
"If I ever see you touch her again, I'll make you fucking disappear. Got it?" Rowan doesn't wait for his reply, instead he looks down at me. "You ready to go?" Rowan raises his eyebrow at me. I furrow my eyebrows and shake my head no. I want to keep talking to Callan. I was enjoying our conversation, somewhat. "Well, too fucking bad." Rowan grabs my wrist and is about to pull me to the car but then Callan grabs my other arm which makes Rowan stop and look at Callan's hand on me.
Rowan looks like he could cut Callan's arm off and bury it in the pits of hell.
"Dude what's your problem? We were just talking."
"She doesn't talk, dumbass," Rowan mutters.
"I know but we were having a conversation," Callan explains.
Rowan walks up to Callan so that they are close enough for Callan to be threatened by Rowan.
"Did I just tell you a second ago not to touch her? You're lucky I'm giving you a second warning. If you ever touch her again, I won't even hesitate to beat you until you’re unrecognizable and then I'll put a bullet through your skull. Got it?" Rowan threatens, getting into Callan's face.
Callan looks like he wants to just run away from Rowan.
Callan lets go of my hand and takes a step back. He looks at me. "Are you good, Jane?"
I nod my head and take my wrist out of Rowan's hold. I give a small smile to Callan which makes him smile softly back.
Callan walks away, towards his car and then I turn around to face Rowan.
"What the hell is your problem?"
Rowan ignores me and walks towards the car.
I shake my head lightly and follow him into the car.
I take out my notebook from my bag and quickly write down what I signed to him. I give him the paper and he takes it and reads what the paper says.
After he is finished, he crumbles the paper and throws it in the back.
"Nothing. I just don't have the time to wait for you to talk to other people after you're done with class. I'm not your fucking Uber or taxi that will wait for you when your ready. I don't have that kind of patience and when you're out of work I expect you to walk to the car. Nothing else."
I was about to argue with him and write something on the paper but he puts his hands on mine to stop me from writing.
I flinch when he first touches me but he keeps his hands there and I feel his warm skin against mine and how soft his hands are as they touch mine. I immediately blush but try to ignore the heat spreading on my face.
It's just a touch Jane, relax.
