Dakota
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I sit in my room, staring at my ceiling. I haven't slept since last night. And the night before, the night before I ended things with Chris, the night Ryder showed up at my door. Threatening me.
I smiled down at my painting, it was amazing. I was proud of it, it was a painting of two silhouettes underwater. It reminded me of Chris. Well, I painted it for him. So, that's probably why it reminded me of him.
I hear the doorbell ring, making me groan. I force myself to get up and go to the front door. I open it and see Ryder looking at me. He was angry.
Fuck.
I need my prepper spray, I need some sort of weapon. Brooke wasn't here, I was all alone. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
"Are you seeing him?" He snaps.
"What?" I ask.
"That fucking guy that you're always with! Are you seeing him?" He yells.
"Ryder, calm down." I tell him.
"Not until you answer my goddamn question!" He shouts.
I feel my heart race. I knew I had to tell him the truth, I knew what he was capable of.
"Yes." I whisper.
He scoffs, I look up at him and see him glaring at me. He takes a step closer to me until he's standing right in front of my face.
"Dakota, I won't hurt you but I will hurt him. So, think wisely. Do you really care about him? How would you feel to see his poor little heart get crushed? In my fucking hands." He says.
I feel tears run down my face as he tucks my hair behind my ear.
"Do you care about him, Dakota?" He whispers.
I slowly nod as places his hand on the side of my face.
"Then don't be fucking stupid." He warns me.
He drops his hand from my face before he turns around and walks out. I stand in the doorway as sobs leave my mouth.
I wish Ryder didn't scare me the way he did, I wish I didn't fucking ruin everything with the one guy I really liked. I wasn't gonna do it, I couldn't. But when he asked me to be his girlfriend, I knew I had to. He didn't deserve all that drama in his life, it was Chris, the guy who always makes everyone laugh, the guy who never takes anything too seriously, the guy who seems to love his niece and his friends, the guy who likes me more than I like myself.
Tears run down my face as I lay in my bed. I shouldn't have let Ryder ruin this for me. I told myself I wouldn't let him ruin my life again. But I was letting him now.
I needed to get Chris back. I needed to show Ryder that he didn't have that control anymore.
I got up and fixed myself because I looked like a train wreck. I grabbed my car keys and ran out the door. I got into my car and drove straight to his house. I ran up to his door and rang the doorbell three times.
The door finally opens and I see Garrett standing there frowning at me.
"Is Chris home?" I ask.
"Uh, yeah, but-"
I cut him off by pushing past him and running upstairs. I needed to tell him the truth and that I wanted him, only him. I run up to his door and start knocking like crazy. He finally opens and I see him standing there in nothing but his boxers.
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The Fault (Book 3 in The Deception Series)
RomanceChristopher Young was a small child trapped in a grown man's body. He never seemed to get upset easily and always cracked random jokes at the most inconvenient times. He also was never a fan of commitment, he was known for flirting with girls and sl...