Page 75 of From You to Me

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Page 75 of From You to Me

He frowned. “Yes.”

“It was because of her. I went to her home that day and signed a contract that I would leave you. Only then would she allow you guys to make that album. It was the only choice I had; I didn’t know what else to do. I was stupid, naive, and young, and all I knew was that if I loved you enough, then I had to leave you so you could finally live your dream. After that day, my worldchanged, Jay. I was lost.” A single tear slid from my eyes as I fought the invisible hands strangling my chest. I realized that I was on the verge of a panic attack every single time I talked about those dark days.

His hands rubbing slow circles down my back made me fight harder. His concerned gaze met mine, but I shook out of it, willing deep breaths as I focused on the present. On what needed to be done.

“After that, she would send me instructions and make threats. Every fight we had was because of her. She even planned the whole thing with Will. I had no choice but to go through with it.”

His gaze remained the same.

But I couldn’t blame him. Even as I admitted everything, I realized how stupid I sounded. The years have wedged a painful distance between us, a distance built on distrust, loss, and agony. Without the facts glaring in his face, he was never going to believe me, not after he’d seen White in a different light.

The perfect kind, loving person who she’d played in his eyes.

After a long moment, he said, “Evelyn, I don’t know what to say. A part of me wants to trust you, but a part of me is telling me that all of this is too good to be true. You have to understand where I’m coming from. If anything you say is true, that means everything that I believed was a lie. It would make me question the entire life that I’ve built. I don’t know how I feel about that.” The last sentence gets caught in his throat.

I snaked my arms around his neck, pulled closer to him, and pressed a kiss on the soft skin between his ears and neck. “I understand, Jay.” My eyes craned and locked on his alluring blues. “But it hurts that you won’t trust me. I killed myself just so that you could live, and now I live in this constant agony, wondering if it was all worth it.” A single tear trickled down my cheek.

“Don’t cry. I hate it when you cry,” he whispered, wiping it away.

My breath swayed in my chest as I peered into his eyes. The look in them was how Jay used to look at me when he loved me.

He leaned back, tugging me closer so I was resting my cheek on his chest.

“I turned to drugs when you left me, and they weren’t the fun kind. I took the hard ones, the rough ones, anything that would make me forget you, but that was impossible.”

“Jay,” I whispered, meeting his blues. The only form of emotion I’d seen crossed them these past months.

He shook his head. “It was hard. I thought my entire world was crumbling. I was falling apart every single day, Evelyn. I never knew pain like that. It felt like my entire body was being doused in flames over and over again. I don’t ever want to feel that kind of pain again.” The sadness disappeared as the glint in his eyes returned.

“I may not trust you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t deny that what you’re saying is true.” His blues flashed to mine as his voice firmed. “Because if any glimmer of the girl I used to love was still here, I know she would never lie to me. I trust her. I can’t do much now, but I’ll give you my word that I’ll find out the truth. But, Evelyn, if anything you said was a lie, then we are done. This time for good.”

I exhaled. “Fine. But, Jay, I have my receipts too and can’t wait to show them to you.” I still had my old phone back home with all the taunts and messages she sent me. I can’t wait for it all to see the light of the day and the look on her face when Jay finally kicks her out of his life. The simmering satisfaction that she never was with Jay filled my heart with elation.

I cupped his cheek, swallowing as I started. “I wrote about it, everything that happened between us,” I whispered, my voice lacing with so much vulnerability as I shared with himsomething that I was so proud of yet terrified all at the same time. “The book that I always wanted to write. I didn’t know where to start, so I wrote it all. About you, me, our love, the things I went through, the strings that pulled us apart, everything, Jay. I wrote everything. It’s not finished yet, but the story is there, and I want you to be the first person to read it.” My hopeful, glossed eyes met his blues, which had a soft look in them. “You’ll understand everything that happened between us. Will you read it?” I asked, my voice thick with emotion. My heart thudded with every passing moment while I waited for him to say something.

A small smile tugged his lips as he brought me so close that his hot breath fanned my lips. “I would be honored.”

My heart skipped a beat as I beamed, my cheeks burning with happiness.

I buried my face in his neck, kissing and rolling my teeth on taut flesh.

He groaned. “Stop wiggling your ass.”

A playful smile tugged my lips as I pulled back, looking him in the eye. “Can I say I fucked a tatted rock god now?”

My breath caught as full-blown laughter broke out of his lips. It’d been so long since I’d seen him laugh like this, it did something to my heart.

“You drive me so fucking crazy.” His lips met mine.

JAY

My fingers laced through her soft brown silkiness while my other hand caressed the smoothness of her back. Her pink, pillowy lips pursed on my chest as her soft snoring filled the room.

I tightened my arms around her, gently pulling her small, delicate body closer to me.

She whispered something unintelligible, dragging her soft hands down my chest.

I sighed as my mind reeled back everything, she told me. Deep down, the boy who loved her once knew that the pain in her eyes was real. That everything she told me was the truth.




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