Tame Me If You Can

Chapter 28

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Chapter 28

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"Kayden, stop! Can you hold on a second?" I scamper after him, desperate and panicking. "You can't leave like this!"

He strides towards his car without a word or a glance back. He opens the door, and I don't feel bold enough to put my hand on his shoulder or ask him to stay. To beg him to hear me out and believe that I'm not some twisted, unethical unprofessional.

"You're just going to report me without hearing me out?" My voice breaks.

"Mia, just stop." He doesn't even look at me. Just gets in his car and drives off.

Jesus Christ, what am I going to do—

"What happened?" Jake asks behind me.

I slowly turn around, eyes blazing with rage and disbelief.

"What happened? Did you just ask me what happened?"

His brows lower as he looks away. "Did he find out?"

I scoff and step back, my stomach churns. "Is that what you wanted? Did you do it on purpose?"

"Of course not! I had no fucking idea that he'd walk you home. I've been here for the last two hours, waiting for you—"

"You shouldn't have assumed! You should've asked!" Tears pool in my eyes and I shake my head. "I can't talk to you right now, just leave me alone."

"I'll take care of it. I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking—" He grabs my arm.

I push him away, so abruptly and forcefully that he stumbles back. "I don't need you to do anything. You've done more than enough. Just fucking leave."

"Give me his number," he says but I rush past him to my apartment. He follows after me. "Just give me his number, I'll talk to him."

"You won't do shit." I'm barely able to unlock the door with shaking hands, biting down on my lip to stop from whimpering as I step inside.

"Give me his number."

"Fuck off!" I shout before slamming the door shut.

"Mia, please open the door." He knocks incessantly. "Open. Open the door."

I don't give a fuck. Let the neighbors call the cops. I rush to my bedroom and sink on the door, head in my hands, knees to my stomach.

I don't even know what I'm crying over. Jake's actions? Kayden's face? The utter and sudden loss of control over my life? My reputation?

And it's all my fault.

I'm so stupid. So stupid. So stupid. I deserve this. What the hell did I expect? What did I expect?

"Enough," I growl, teeth gritted. "Stop the pity party. Think of a plan and fix this. Fucking fix this."

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When I open my eyes the next morning, I stare at the ceiling for what feels like forever.

Thinking.

Kayden is a full time professor. He's at school Monday through Friday. Even if I go to his office first thing this morning, there's a chance he's already emailed Dr. Dennis.

Still, a part of me hopes that he'd give me a chance. He can't be the type of person to just hurt me.

But something about his reaction last night was not right.