Never Totally Content (WIP)

Chapter 17

Ezra's POV:

It's moving day! I'm so excited to see my family again but it's too bad I'm putting them to work on their vacation. But the worst thing happened. I saw him. I saw it. I saw Lukas. And he approached me.
"Hey, are you Emily?l"
"Yeah, what's it to ya," I said as I taped a box closed.
"I just thought you were really cute and stuff and I wanted to kno-" I interrupted him with a burst of anger.
"I don't want to hear it from your cock sucking ass. I heard about everything you have done to Ezra. Every little detail. And don't you think I won't tell everyone else. Because I am SICK and TIRED of people like you thinking you're all that and more. You're not. You're insignificant. Go ahead and do the same thing to me that you did to Ezra. Get rid of me. But I'll make sure all the blame was put on you. Oh, and tell you're little man whore I said hi. I'm sure he would love to meet me. Now go put your little dick in his ass and then do the world a favor by putting your bottom lip over your head and swallow. Leave my family and I alone. Along with Hailee. You deserve to be alone for life. And I don't have a lick of fucking sympathy for you."
He was absolutely astounded. I don't know where that came from. It's everything I had wanted to say to him. He looked beyond mad. He walked away with his head hanging. I couldn't have cared less. I guess this shows that I'm a changed woman. Hailee came over to me afterwards.
"Girl what in the flying fuck was that?"
"Did I say something wrong?"
"You said everything I wanted to say to him. I wanted to let him know how much of a dick he was."
"I did it for both of us."
We walked back into my apartment to grab some more boxes. In no time, we finally finished and got everything in my car. I drove it over to Asher's house but I noticed something different. He had another car at his house. It was a Lincoln Navigator. I walked in through the garage and I didn't see anyone but I heard a woman laughing upstairs. I tried to hold back my tears, thinking I was about to have deja vu. I walked up the stairs, slowly and steadily without making a sound. I looked in a creak in the door in the room Asher said would be mine. There's a girl in there talking with Asher.
This girl has blonde hair and green eyes. She's decently tan but you can tell it's a spray tan. She's thin and has a contagious laugh. She's really pretty actually. Wouldn't surprise me if Asher went for her instead. I wouldn't blame him. I knew there was no way in hell they were siblings either. They didn't share any physical features. Who was this woman and why is she with Asher?
I sat outside of the room along the hallway, my face buried in my arms that were resting on my knees. I heard the door open and I heard Asher gasp. But he closed the door right away. I heard him say something to the girl and they both chuckled. He then walked out by himself as if she wasn't there.
"Hey babe! How was packing?"
"It went fine," I said, trying to sound like everything was alright.
"No it didn't. I can tell. What happened?"
"She can take my room. I saw the way you looked into her eyes. If you didn't want me staying here, you could've said something. I would've understood. But now you're fucking with my feelings and at this point I don't know who to trust! You betrayed me and backsta-"
"Stand up."
"No! Why would I lis-"
"Do it," he demanded.
I couldn't handle that. I slowly stood up with my back against the wall, plotting my escape. He then pinned me against the wall and kissed me passionately. He had one hand against the wall and the other on my hip, with a slight clench. He pulled away slowly, yet he was close to my ear to whisper something to me.
"That's my adopted sister, babe. I wanted you to meet her."
He then proceeded to kiss my neck slowly working his way down to my chest, but I slightly pushed him away.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I said in devastation.
"Can I go compose myself before I meet her?"
"You don't need to. Just wipe those tears. I don't like seeing you sad. I love you, ok?"
"I love you too."
Her name is Morgan. She's actually really cool. Morgan and I are into the same things. For example, we love board games, but we will only play with people we know will follow the rules. No rule-bending children. Monopoly is serious business. We also showed common interest with music. It's not easy finding a well-rounded girl that likes country music but here we are! Morgan is absolutely amazing and I only showcased a touch of things we had in common. She has such a big heart, loves animals, she's religious, and she's an amazing person.
I loved talking to her, and when she was in the middle of telling a big story, I would glance over at Asher. He would be smiling so hard that his dimples created craters in his baby smooth skin. He would sit there on the edge of his giant black bean bag, listening to us connect. Asher wouldn't look up but he knew that I loved talking to her. And it made me really happy to know that I bond well with someone so close to him.