Page 9 of Broken Pieces

"You better remember that whilst you tell me why you were talking to Violet." I stare him down and he swallows nervously, but doesn't back down.

"I was just saying hi," a small girl with pitch black hair leans forward from the back seat and smiles awkwardly.

"You know Violet?" I don't remember ever seeing this girl with her before.

"Yeah. I'm Chloe, we had a few classes together. That's Owen, my boyfriend," she motions to the drivers seat and he gives me a small nod, but doesn't say anything. "And James. We were just in—"

"You should really go check on your sister. Your brother looks like he's going to beat her ass," Owen snickers as he watches Mad get up in Violet's face as he pins her to the wall.

Oh, crap.

"Your brother needs a leash!" James calls out, but I ignore him and leave the three of them to it. Violet was probably talking to Chloe, rather than flirting with the guys and I need to tell Mad that before he actually loses his shit with her.

"I don't need to explain myself to you!" Violet snaps as I rush up behind Mad.

"If you don't want to do this nicely, I'm sure I can think of a few ways to make you talk."

I can see him battling with himself not to touch her more than he already is. He's standing with his hips to the side, most likely so she can't feel how hard he is, but it's clear as day if you look down. To be honest, I'm surprised he's showing any restraint.

I can't help feeling jealous that he gets to be that close to the body that fills my dreams and makes my cock achingly hard.

“No, you don't get to startdemanding things when the pair of you dropped me like I meant nothing to you.”

Realizing I'm behind him, Mad lets go of Violet's arms and steps back.

"Violet, we didn't just drop you. You see us everyday." As soon as the words leave my mouth, I know they're a lie.

"Family dinners and briefhellosin passing don't count. You know what I'm talking about! We used to spend every night together and now I barely see you."

"You want to sleep with us?" Mad taunts her and I shoot him a look, telling him to shut up.

Violet's cheeks flame bright red and she swallows quickly. "Don't make it sound dirty."

"You thinkthatsounds dirty? Baby, spend arealnight with me and I'll show you what dirty means."

Her lips slowly part and with a shaky breath she says, "You're disgusting."

And there it is.

The reason we can never let her know what we want. She thinks it's disgusting.

I grab Mad by the shoulder and yank him away. "Enough. Violet, ignore him."

"Let me back in. Both of you come to my room tonight, it can be like it used to be. We can hang out, watch a movie. I miss you.”

"We'll be—" Mad starts, but I quickly cut him off before he accepts her invitation.

"No, you don’t know what you’re asking.”

"Then explain it to me! Because this is getting infuriating."

How can Iexplain it without freaking her out or making her hate us?

We all stand in silence and I can see Violet's heart slowly breaking in front of my eyes.

She shakes her head and wipes her eyes as they start to fill with tears, then she pushes open the gate and rushes up to the house.

"We've fucked this up for good haven't we?" Mad asks as we both watch her until she's inside.