Page 7 of The Heart You've Borrowed

“What are you doing here Jett?” I square my shoulders.

“I came to get you. Go back inside and get your bag.” He waves his hand.

“No.” I snap.

“No? Are you seriously still throwing a tantrum over what happened earlier?” He scoffs.

“We are through Jett. You need to leave.”

“We are not through Char. Go inside and get your bag and get in the fucking car.” He takes a step toward me and I push my back against the door, heart pounding.

“Yes, we are. What you did to me is unforgivable. I never want to see you again. Please leave.” I take a deep breath.

“This is ridiculous, I love you. So I made a little mistake, it’s not the end of the world, we can work through it.” He shakes his head.

“If this is love I do not want it.” I spit out.

“Stop being a brat.” He laughs trying to reach for me but I slap his hand away.

“You do not love me, Jett. You love to control me, you love to own me. You love to do whatever you want and expect me to wait at home for you like a damn dog. This is not love Jett. Now I will ask you again before I call the police, please leave.” I snap.

“Is this a little game to you? You want me to fight for you? Because believe me when I say this, you are mine. You always have been and I don’t like to be disobeyed. So if you won’t go get your bags and get in the fucking car willingly I will gladly throw you over my shoulder and make you get in the goddamn car so help me God Char I will.” He moves so quickly I don’t even have time to react before his hand is wrapped around my throat and he starts hitting my head against the door. My hands go to his face, trying to scratch and fight him. Every time my hands make contact with his face, his grip tightens around my throat.

“Let her go!” I hear a voice roar from behind him. Andy.

“Mind your fucking business,” Jett screams at him. I hear the click of the gun and Jett turns back around to face Andy.

“Let. Her. Go.” Andy screams again.

“What are you going to do? Shoot me?” He laughs.

“Yes.” Andy doesn’t back down.

“Okay dude, chill.” Jett lets me go and raises his hands. I fall to my knees, finally able to suck in a breath.

“Get the fuck out of here and never come near her again.” Andy still has the gun pointed at Jett.

“Remember I own you.” Jett winks at me before he leaves. I watch as he drives away, still on my knees trying to get my breathing under control.

“Ms. Mae, are you alright?” Andy rushes to my side as soon as Jett is gone.

“Thank you,” I say between sobs.

“Shh, it’s okay. You’re okay.” He holds me in his arms as I cry into his chest. The door opens and Kelly kneels next to me.

“I called Lio. He’s on his way.” She rubs my back.

“What?” I turn to look at her.

“I didn’t know what else to do. I told him what was happening and he said he was getting on the first flight out here. He should be here in a few hours.

“Thank you.” I cried harder now. Lio, my Lio is coming here.

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Lio

I was just leaving work when my phone started to ring, seeing her name light up across my screen made my heart skip a beat. Holy shit, Charlie is calling me.

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