Hello Brooklyn ► Zack Ryder

Chapter Fifteen

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Trigger Warning: This chapter gets intense, so please don't read this if you don't think you can handle it.  I love each and every one of you, and if have had an abusive past, please feel free to skip this chapter, as I don't think you should read it if it is triggering to you.

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Brooke quietly closed the door. The lights in the room were off, so Nattie was probably sleeping. As she took her hand off the doorknob, a lamp turned on behind her.

"I'm sorry, Nattie," She said, turning around. "Did I – "

"I'm not Nattie."

Brooke narrowed her eyes. "How did you get in here, Jace?"

He stood a few feet away from her, next to the bed closest to the door.

"Your friend let me in," Jace said, smirking. "When I told her I wanted to talk to you, she let me wait in here by myself. She went to go talk to... Brie and Nicole? I think she's staying with them tonight."

"Get out of here," She demanded.

"Is that any way to talk to your boyfriend?"

"Ex-boyfriend," Brooke corrected. "Now get the hell out of my room."

"Oh, Brooke."

"I am not afraid to punch you in the face," She warned.

"Now we both know that's not true," Jace said. "You'll try to punch me, and I'll grab your arm and bend it so far back that it pops out of place. We don't want that, do we?"

Brooke glared at him. "What do you want?"

"I just want to talk," He said.

"Then talk," She said. He didn't say anything. "Talk, or I'm leaving and getting a different room."

Jace sighed. "Don't you miss this?"

"What?"

"Being together."

"Absolutely not," She said.

Jace paused, taking in her appearance. "Were you on a date?"

"That's none of your business!" She snapped. "We're not dating anymore, Jace. I don't have to tell you anything."

Jace covered the distance between them in two long strides. He stood in front Brooke, looking down at her. She had backed up, and she was now against the door.

"Everything you do is my business," Jace said in a low voice. "I don't care if you don't love me anymore. You are mine, and I deserve to know what you're doing and who you're with. You can't get rid of me that easily, Brooke. You will always be mine."

"You're right," She said. "I don't love you anymore, which is exactly why it's none of your business who I'm with."

Jace didn't say anything at first. He looked down at her outfit.

"I bet he didn't tell you that you look fat in that dress," He said, and Brooke's eyes widened. "At least I had the courtesy to let you know, so you didn't go out in public looking like this."

"How fucking dare you," Brooke said. She hadn't said fucking in such a long time, that it even surprised herself. She could deal with him being possessive, but she wouldn't have him insulting her looks. She'd finally made peace with herself, and she wouldn't have him putting her down, causing even more damage to her self-esteem.