Chapter 6
Aaron’s accusation brought me back to reality. Emily was the one sit ting at the table with Vincent’s arm wrapped around her, so what did that make me?
His friends watched with rapt attention, and none of them dared to make a sound. Their eyes flicked between us, taking in the drama as it un folded. My torture felt like cheap entertainment.
Suddenly, I didn’t want to struggle anymore.
Emily bit her lip. The way she pouted and batted her eyelashes at Vincent made me sick to my stomach.
“Quit fucking playing. Get your hands off my girlfriend.” Vincent’s patience ran thin. I saw the anger simmering in his eyes as his breathing grew heavier, his chin lifting slightly. It seemed as if he’d strike Aaron out of anger at any moment.
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It made me a bit excited, to be honest.
Vincent’s enraged expression made me feel… giddy. My frustration morphed into something that felt like satisfaction. I was vindicated. I’d learned of his betrayal in the cold quiet of our empty apartment, but now that he was exposed in public, now that he was shamed in front of his friends he distanced me from-he was caught, in every sense of the word.
“I said no,” Aaron replied coolly, mimicking Vincent’s chin raise, mocking him
Vincent jerked his arm away from Emily, snarling, “Get the fuck off me!” In the next second, he was throwing a punch.
The table shook as he lunged forward, and Emily screamed, trying to pull Vincent back. A few of his other friends stepped in to hold him, but he shook them ofl.
Aaron rushed to put me behind him, then ducked out of the way of Vincent’s hook
Vincent didn’t stop
We had the full attention of everyone in the bar now, and some had their phones out to record the show. Vincent’s friends stepped back, giv ing up on trying to stop him.
It’s normal to enjoy competition over yourself, right?
At that moment, I felt like Helen of Troy, though I knew that couldn’t have been further from the truth.
But as much as I was thrilled by the confrontation, it wasn’t the show down with Vincent that I wanted. I didn’t understand what Aaron was try ing to accomplish by picking a fight like this, either.
scuffling men and grabbed Vincent’s arm, trying
of strength in my body to hold Vincent still, but it was no use. He shoved
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table, pain sweeping across my ribs as tears
the nasty bruise that
my willpower not to rush up and punch
He paused, taking his focus off of
Aaron staggered back with a busted lip, blood staining his mouth crimson. I was ashamed that my first thought
A woman’s scream rang out
her auburn hair falling around her
the same
ligures were strikingly similar as
I was certain that everyone around
shoved Vincent away, throwing her arms around
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do you think you’re doing?!” She screamed, glaring daggers at Vincent. Her arms were crossed tightly over her chest, and
cause I will ruin your life for laying your filthy hands on my boyfriend. My
eyes. I felt the crowd’s confused glances
napkin Emily meekly handed him and
ribs with one hand while I watched the
when I asked if he was single, had he? I’d just
heart ached for her. Not only was she his girlfriend, but we looked somewhat alike! I must’ve been
my lips even
“His girlfriend.
around me whispered, “Aaron actually has a
his stare seemed more humiliating
Aller glancing back and forth
at me, not saying a word. There
at me in surprise as if she just noticed I was there. “Who
didn’t even bother asking me what my name
didn’t think I could be humiliated anymore tonight. Any victory I felt over Vincent’s torment was washed