Soar With Me (✔️)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞

Evelyn

"What the fuck is going on here?" Rage pours out of Michael like poison.

My heart sneaks in my chest in fear and I can feel it drumming like it's high on adrenaline.

"Michael, what are you doing-" Before I can finish the sentence he throws a punch across Warren's face and then pins him to the nearest wall.

"What are you doing with my sister bastard?"

I step toward him and his hard glare freezes me on the spot.

"I asked you a fucking question." Michael shouts at Warren, but he remains calm.

"I want to fucking kill you." My brother slams Warren into the wall and I see him closing his eyes in pain.

I pull Michael away from Warren and stand in between them. "Stop hurting him."

For a second my brother stares at me like I've grown two heads. His face contorts into surprise and a frown dips his eyebrows.

"This is Warren. The dickhead who hurt you a decade ago. The one you were crying for in the middle of the night. So spare me if I want to hurt him."

My brother is right. Warren is the reminder of the knife that slashed my heart. But he's changed. And for the past three months he's been making up to me.

"We need to talk." I say but Michael isn't having it.

"Talk? What is there to talk about? I just caught you two kissing and holding each other. What the fuck is wrong with you Evelyn?!" In anger, he yells at me and for a moment we go back to the past when we used to fight like children.

"Don't scream at her Michael," Warren speaks from behind me in a grave tone that has me worried. I know he won't hurt my brother but he also won't hold back if he becomes a threat to me.

"Fuck you! Asshole. Stay out of it." Michael is heaving in fury and I can see his eyes turn intense and dark in color. Red adorns his face and it looks like he's run a thousand miles.

For the first time, I see this side of him.

"Michael hey..." I near him and press my hand over his heaving chest. He's like an angry beast that's about to tear the world apart.

"You fucking lied to me." He says with a sharp edge that cuts through my heart.

"I was scared," I reply softly.

"Scared of what? That I'd fly to you and make sure he disappears or because you knew I wouldn't allow you to choose him?"

Yes to both.

"Please listen to me," I beg and his face softens a little but his gaze is tense.

"I don't think I can." Walking away from me he picks up his duffle bag and phone. When he approaches the door I stand in front of him but he glares at me.

"I came to give you a surprise but you ended up surprising me. How fucking wonderful?" Pain and hurt mirror his face and I hate myself for hiding this from him. But I knew he'd react this way.

"I swear there's more. Ple-"

Michael steps out.

Miles starts barking and draws the attention of everyone.

"Goodbye Miles." My dog follows him to the elevator and whines as the doors shut.

My eyes watch and my heart cries.

I anticipated this but I didn't expect it to hurt this bad.

Miles sits in front of the elevator until Warren brings him back. Throttling past me he curls up on the couch and looks sad. His misery hurts me more than my own.