Kissed by a Bullet

Chapter 37 ~ Jack Daniels, the only one to give me real good time

Song of Chapter: Home sweet Home by Mötley Crüe (One of my favorite songs, to me this song fits into place for this Chapter).

The blood started to rush through my body, awakening every senses in my body to full alert. The way Jace looked at me, didn't make me sad, no it pissed me off.

He looked at me with a blank stare, no emotion to back him up. He has a bored look touching his face.

It made me see red, pure rage, his looks give me the message that I'm nothing to him. In fact I'm an annoying fling that won't go away.

Like the look he gave Leigh when he first started talking to me, when she came up to our table pissed off that he was sitting with me and not her.

"Melanie we need to talk about us." He says and I back up as he comes in, shutting the door. I stand still not moving towards the living room. Because the fear that I had was morphing into another emotion and I might throw something at him if I'm close enough to my mom's vase.

I stand still standing my ground, slowly building up every damn wall that I let down because I started falling for him. I let a blank expression cover my face, I didn't want him to know the effect he's giving me by being here, like a whole another person.  

"Melanie I don't think this is going to work." Jace says looking at me dead in the eye.

No emotion in his dark green orbs. Nothing to show that he stilled cared. Nothing to show if he was intoxicated by another woman's sex, or That this meant something to him.

"May I ask why?" I ask calmly, I was close to breaking, not in tears, not self confidence, I was close to me breaking, letting my inner monster out. 10 months sober of everything, I stand aside watching it unravel, Like a tornado forming.

"I don't see us a having future, and if I'm being perfectly honest you were just a good fuck. It took a while and I knew you would break if I paid more attention to you." He says and the blank masks faltered a bit he quickly covers it up. But I'm quicker than him I see it before he could cover it up.

Remorse.

"I think you're lying but if that's what you believe fine." I say crossing my arms, tilting my head and watching him through my narrowed eyes.

He scoffs, "Lying about what? That you were a good fuck? I hate to tell you princess, you were a bet, I won, get over it." He says and my mind replays his words.

Get over it  

The same damn words that my mom through at me when my dad left., and I was left standing like a fool for him for weeks, and even months.

I close my eyes and I open them once more and Jace's eyes flash with fear when he looks into my orbs.

Ten months for nothing, I never wanted anyone to be afraid of me.... not anymore, but I guess you can't hide a monster under a bed forever.

Sooner or later it wants to breathe.

Every feeling returned to me, a bitter and cold sensation, a glare takes over my face aiming to the one, who promised he wouldn't walk out on me.

But he is and I should have known, everyone leaves, everyone thinks they can walk away but they never turn around to see what they are doing to the one they hurt.

I let out a humorless laugh. "I'm glad that I was a good fuck, at least someone got something out of it." I shoot back and Jace is taken back.

"Wh-" I cuff him off.