The Good Intentions

Chapter 48 - Bethany

Bethany

Get out of my way. Get out of my way. Get out of my way!

Heads snap towards me as I shove my way through the crowded bar. I thought I was saying that in my head, but the prying eyes and the pain in my throat tell me otherwise.

I need to get out of here. Away from him. The thought of him, what he's done. God, I can barely see as tears burn my eyes, spilling over my cheeks, soaking into the fabric of my t-shirt until it clings to my body.

I'm so stupid. So fucking stupid. I should've known this was all a game to him. Fool. I'm a fool for believing he would change for me. He's just the same asshole that stole my kiss on New Year... No, he's worse. He's the guy I fell in love with... The guy that broke my heart.

Ignoring the people who are giving me disgusted looks, I push towards the pool table until I see Anthony, the tallest guy in this place. He's with Cam, the only person I can tolerate seeing right now.

As I try to say Cam's name, I choke on my own words, strangled by the sobs that come out of me every time I open my mouth. I can't stop crying. My tongue is slick with saliva, snot drips down to my upper lip. Unable to muster the strength to lift my shaking hand, I leave it there, and let it all settle into my skin. I don't care.

Stumbling forward on unsteady legs, I bump into Cam's back. He turns instantly, his smile falling.

"B? B, what the fuck?" He's holding my arms, keeping me standing because I can no longer bear weight on my legs.

How could he do this to me?

Cam runs his cold palm over my blistering hot cheek, moving the tear-soaked hair away from my face.

"Bethany." Kaden's voice is like a poisoned arrow through my chest. The burning sensation that fills me causes me to turn around, to face him. But the sight only makes the poison spread.

I back up into Cam and he stumbles beneath me but holds steady as Kaden approaches us, desperations clinging to his expression.

"No," I mutter shaking my head, but Kaden continues towards me. "No, you stay the fuck away from me!" I scream, pushing my body further into Cam's, only he's backed up against the pool table and we can't move any farther.

"Please, Bethany—"

"Just back off," Cam says, holding his free arm out, keeping Kaden a good distance away from me.

Anthony is now by Cam's side, his body rigid, but that's all I can tell. Though my mind is screaming at me to stop looking at Kaden, to stop me from causing myself this much pain, I just can't.

I want to see his face, the glistening in his eyes as he watches me, as he sees what he's doing to me. As he watches my heart break. And he's not the only one. Everyone else's eyes are glued to us right now.

"Just go," Cam's words are harsh, stern, and yet they still don't get their point across. Kaden remains planted in front of us. Cam shoots Anthony a look and within three seconds, Anthony is standing in front of Kaden, blocking him, while Cam is hauling me out of the bar.

My feet barely move, but somehow we make it to the car. Cam settles me into the back seat and then sits beside me, holding me in his arms while Antony gets into the driver's seat. Burning fills my throat, ringing echoes in my ears, and my body trembles uncontrollably even under the weight of Cam's body. I have never felt like this, such pain, such anger. But as we pull out of the lot, with Cam's hand running through my hair while the other strokes my chilled shoulder, all of my pain and anger is replaced by numbness.