Bruise Me Twice (Twice #3)

Chapter 24

                                                                                           Brooklyn 

Jolene was still unconscious as I ran up to her.

"She won't wake up for a while, the only reason I haven't killed her is because she has information on Medina" James said, pouring himself a drink

From a second I could tell Vaughn was more powerful than James, Vaughn has the manpower and the brains when James only has the manpower.

"Let me go or else you'll regret it" I demanded

"I won't let all this go to waste, think straight Brooklyn" He chuckled

"You took me from my mother for a business deal" I confronted

"Jolene was too blind, similar to you, she never wanted to serve our family, always a disgrace"

"You tried to kill her, you don't do that to family, and don't you have a heart"

"I'm looking out for you, this is best for you" He reasoned

"As if you care about what's best for me, you only care about the fact that you have power, you want to be more powerful than Vaughn, well face it, he is half your age and has more power than you'll ever have because people are loyal to him and he is doing the right thing" I yelled, expecting him to pull his gun out

Yet he stayed calm, too calm.

"Medina is a criminal"

"You collect money from charity balls, you host them as an investment, not out of the good of your heart and I have the ability to expose you to the press" I threatened

"Yet you haven't" He scoffed

I had to think of why I didn't reveal his true self from myself. Why?

It was because I cared about him, he didn't deserve my kindness. I had power now. He was in my hands for once because I could reveal him. I kissed the idea of not revealing goodbye with one goal set in my mind to set me and Jolene free.

I doubted that Vaughn would bother to come find me, I would be forgotten by him.

Would he forget me?

He'd just throw me away as one of his many conquests. He wouldn't fight his rival for me, I'd be replaced. The only hope that made me want to fight for my freedom was the little heart beating inside me. I would fight for us. Not for me but us.

"I haven't because unlike you, I have at least a shred of respect towards you, but now that little bit is gone" I spat confidently

"Deep down you know he won't come looking for you, don't deny it" He said taking a sip of his drink

"You're right, your prince charming won't bother messing with me" He chuckled darkly

I wanted my fist to connect with his jaw that second, causing as much pain as I could possibly create. The truth hurt me more than I thought it was. It hit me as fast as a bullet train yet it caused damage that would take time to heal. I just needed to realize that he wouldn't come back for me. He didn't love me enough to fight for me, for us.

"You know what James" I said, my eyes hardening as I replaced the look of sadness with cold, soulless eyes

"You might die alone but I won't" I spat as I let go of my control and punched him as hard as I could. I've never had that much rage as I did then, I kept going as his drink fell from his hand, spilling its contents on the floor. He got back up from the ground, pulling me down with a gun pressed to my stomach.