Page 74 of Make You Wish You Were Dead
"Come on. We're going to my place," I say and take out my keys to the car, unlocking the door before both of us get inside. I start the car once we both have our seat belts on and then I drive out of the gates and go down the street towards the direction of my apartment. Once we arrive I take off my seatbelt. "Get out," I say before getting out and Andrew follows.
We walk up to my apartment in silence. I unlock the door and go inside as well as Andrew.
Once he gets inside I lock the door and turn around to look at Andrew.
"What?" He raises an eyebrow at me before I push him against the wall, hard. "Ow, what the fuck!" Andrew screams once his back hits the wall and then he slides down so he is sitting on his ass, wincing. "What the hell is that for, dickhead?"
"Tell me why you were in that bathroom with Jane." I crouch down so that we are face to face.
"I didn't do shit to that bitch!" Andrew says, making me punch him in the face and push his head against the wall.
"Try again. What the fuck were you doing in that goddamn bathroom with her? Don't blame her ‘cause Jane wouldn't hurt a fucking fly if she wanted to."
"Who cares? She is just some pussy you will end up forgetting in two months, Rowan." I thread my fingers through his hair and pull his head back before smashing it against the wall. "Ow!"
"Fucking tell me or else I swear to god I'll smash your head against the wall until there is a puddle of blood on the floor," I say, pushing his face against the wall further making him cry out and surrender.
"Okay. Okay. Just let me go," Andrew begs to make me loosen my grip on him. "Three years ago. The gala where the Russians attack."
The night Jane's life got ruined.
"What the fuck did you do, Andrew?" I say as I feel the blood in my body freeze and my heart drop down to my stomach making me want to throw up. I grab his hair to lift his head up so he can look at me. "What the fuck did you do, Andrew?"
All Andrew does is smile and say, "Gotta figure out the rest yourself, brother."
Thirty Nine
Jane
My eyes hurtfrom crying so much. After having that break down in the garden I fell asleep right when I laid down on my bed with Thalia hugging me from behind.
When I woke up she was still laying down next to me sleeping.
When I walked past my father in the living room he was talking to Ace, yelling. But when I passed him all he did was say that he loved me. I know that after he was done talking to Ace he was going to come upstairs and ask me what happened.
My mom and Aria came upstairs to see if I needed anything but I just want to be alone with Thalia.
"Do you want a notepad or sign?" my mother asks which makes me look up at her.
Right now, my mother, father, Ace, Thalia, my uncle Alex and his wife Calla, and Aria are in my room.
I take a deep breath and lick my bottom lip. "For the past month or two I've been talking," I say and then I see a single tear roll down my mom's face. "I've been talking to Rowan only. I only felt comfortable enough to talk to him. I felt safe using my voice around him. I had no control over my voice when I first talked to him."
"Why didn't you tell us?" Thalia asks, which makes me look at her.
"I didn't want your feelings to get hurt knowing that I talked to Rowan but none of you. I love you all and didn't want you to think differently," I explain. "But talking became easy with him."
"Jane," my father says and I look at him. I can see that he is trying his best to stay calm by clenching his fists. "Are you and Rowan together?" My heart beats slam against my chest and I feel tingles in my stomach again. Even after everything that happened, I still feel love for him and that is why it hurts so much. I nod my head which makes my dad nod his head. "And his brother? What is the deal with him?"
I feel the tears form in my eyes but I try not to let them slip. I don't want to cry again or think about him.
But I have to tell them. They need to know who was in their house.
"Three years ago. The night I-"
"The night it happened," my mom finishes and I just nod my head softly. "He is the one who did it?" she asks and I nod my head.
"Oh, hell fucking no-" my dad says before turning to leave my room, but Alex holds him by his shoulders to make him stay where he is. "Fucking move. Let me go kill that mother fucker," Cole says.
