"I hate you." My voice cracks as I tell him.
His feet stop at the door.
I clutch the bedsheet tightly around my chest as he turns around with an emotionless face.
"Then there will be a lot of hate fucking between us." A smirk curve his lips as his g...
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"You did it all for that Ryan, who just wanted to get into your pants!" The darkness within Dakota breaks free as he growls at me inhumanly.
"I have no idea from where you got this story.. But I never in my life conspired anything against you, with or without Ryan." I stand on my ground, protesting against the accusations he is storming upon me.
"Stop fucking lying!" Dakota yells, releasing his fury at me.
"I am not lying!" I assert firmly, against his dark physical presence which is overshadowing the room.
"It's true that I was on the fight ground with my friends, but suddenly police came and it was my dad who caught us and took us to the police headquarters for interrogation."
The memory of that dreadful night rushes back to my skin, cutting me deeper than any blade. That awful night-vicious fight-blood shed-chaos-cops-my father!
"I didn't plan any of it, and just so you know.. Ryan and Daniel were the first names on my father's list!" I meet his gaze squarely, in an attempt to convey the truth in my eyes.
"Then why the fuck you framed me?" Dakota growls inhumanly, his voice like a violent roar of betrayal and hurt, that seems to shake the very walls around us.
"To protect my brother!" I shout back, my words a raw scream of honesty that I can no longer suppress.
"Ethan?" Dakota scrunches his brow in bewilderment.
An intense layer of confusion covers his face, slowly taking over the cloak of anger as he tries to piece together the puzzle I have laid at his feet.
"Yes. Ethan.. He was that stupid bacteria guy!" I finally admit to my sins of shielding my brother from the consequences of his naivety.
"I knew something shady was going on, but I never imagined it would be an illegal drug racket. I suspected Zydus who passed stuffs around, as I had seen him selling some powder to Ethan." I confess, reading out a chapter of my life I had long sealed.
"But my brother was so innocent, he had no idea those substances were drugs. And like a good sister, I wanted to protect him from the drug charges, and from our infuriating dad, who kept pressurizing me to speak out a name."
I look up and find those intense emerald eyes gazing down at me with an unreadable expression. "And your name just slipped out of my lips."
Silence hangs heavy between us. The air gets thicker with unspoken tension as Dakota silently stares at me, absorbing my confession.
Yet, the subtle wind of destruction continues to surround him like a deadly fragrance.
"And it's not even my fault! If you hangout with filthy company, people will naturally assume you are one of them." I snap at him bitterly, leaving no stone uncovered.
