Today is one of those school holiday lazy days that I love, even if Matt’s at work and I’m on my own. Since I saw my brother and the others, home seems like the best option. You never know where they might pop out from. I can’t believe Cardiff of all places, they choose to be in the same pub as me on that night. If I believed in fate I’d be... Fuck sake, something always has to interrupt my teenage diary writing time doesn’t it....
The loud knock at the door starts a weird feeling in my stomach, Matt shouldn’t be home yet and he’s got keys anyway. Who is this? I peer through the peep hole but no luck its black whoever it is must be standing in the way. I’m never good at getting rid of salesmen I can see whoever it is has something in their hand bloody excellent, I can’t be rude I’ve got to answer it.
“Hi, I’m sorry but...."
"Hello...love"
"Glen...”
“Get out.” I yell and shove the door in his face, I can’t do this no way.
As I shove the door he pushes it back towards me despite every move I make to keep him out he pushes back with one more and into the house, swanning around like it’s his own. I can feel my heart smacking against my ribs at an unmerciful pace, my hands shaking.
“Hello love, nice day?” he asks, the slur in his words bringing me back to the situation in hand, my ex boyfriend, rat-arsed in the middle of my living room leaning against the wall.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing bursting into my house like this! Leave now!” I bark, glaring down my nose at him, he’s not him he’s...drunk. After everything on the bus I just, can’t deal with him those things he said are burnt into my brain and I’m never going to be able to forgive him.
“So, where is he? Matt...” he chuckles, his voice laced with smug sarcasm. I’m scared, scared to be alone in the same room with someone that I spent a year of my life with...
“Not here. How did you even know about Matt!” I can’t control the shakiness in my voice, my brain’s working overtime on trying not to break that it’s got no time to concentrate on sounding normal.
“Ohh love, I’m not stupid. I know that face, you’re happy” the sound of his voice is so sly and taunting I almost want to scream my head off but that part of me has gone. I’m no longer that person and I can’t let him make me her again. So, I smile a perfectly happy smile and nod watching as his face drops.
“You were happy with me once..”
“Get out Glen, I don’t want to hear this. Actually...why are you even here.” I hiss trying to rein in the pure rage that’s trying to burst free.
“Danny...he told me you were with Matt so I thought I’d investigate..” he slurs, swaying slowly from side to side.
“Well you’ve investigated, so get out. I don’t want you near me, do you have any idea how much you hurt me on that bus. The things you said..” the words catch in my throat as I fight tears, how am I letting him do this to me! Oh my god, the anger is surging through my veins again. Just breathe.
“Shut up will you. I’m talking about Matt, Danny’s told me you’re all loved up and cosy. I mean...this house is pretty nice you two must have worked hard for this eh love..”
“Don’t fucking call me that! You’re not allowed to say that anymore I’m nothing to do with you and you’re nothing to do with me so get...out of my house!” My shout turns to a pathetic whimper as the emotion takes over. I’m weak, letting him make me cry, make me angry turning me into that desperate, angry, hot headed child I was.
“I am something to do with you... I’m friends with Mark! You’re not getting rid of me...” he slurs coughing in between words
“I already got rid of you remember! I left to start a new life with someone that didn’t get drunk and cheat on me! I’m happy now so get out of my house and my life! You’re a pathetic and pitiful excuse for a man!! I wouldn’t go as far as to call you that.” I shriek at him flinging my hands out to grab him, shove and pull him towards the door.
He screams profanities at me grabbing my hands to push me away from him, as he does his arm grabs my wrist and just..stares at it. Oh no, no, no. The engagement ring. His breath comes out in huffs against my hand, his own hand shakes violently I’m surprised he can see the ring. I can barely hear his drunken rambling above the erratic beating of my heart.
“What, is this.” My blood runs ice cold in my veins, this is fear. I’m scared of him, scared of Glen that’s something I’ve never been in his presence before. My god this is horrible. I can see my phone on the table a meter away from Matt’s phone number.
“It’s...a ring.” I swallow the lump in my throat to tell him. His eyes narrow to slits when they land on my face. I blink back tears as I look at him, his eyes are sunken and bloodshot, his skin is lifeless and grey. He’s not the man I knew, not by far. I want this man out.
“Fuck this! How can he get to be engaged to you and have a house and a life and a white picket fence and there’s me! I’ve got nothing. No way he’s not doing this. Taking you and the life I had planned as well!!” I pull sharply away and scarper back quickly, his words stick in my chest like a steel knife.
“I don’t have anything to say to you Glen. We broke up. I left, started a new life. You could have started a fresh too but you decided to drown in drink and end up like this. Don’t you dare blame him for your failure!”
I stare at him in silence waiting for him to respond, anything at all. My throat burning from my screeching I’ve got so much more to say to him but he’s the one who should be explaining.
“So you love him then, he must love you.. he proposed don’t tell me you don’t love him you’re the one that said yes.”
“I love him. There you go. I love Matt and I want to marry him.”
My eyes widen in fear as he launches towards me gripping my shoulders, his alcohol wrenched breath littering my face.
“He’s changed you. Look at yourself Evie! What’s this?” he asks picking up a teaching plan off the table.
“It’s a...”
“You don’t like kids you wouldn’t ever want to be a teacher.. he’s changed you, made you like all these things you never did. I don’t recognise you anymore.”
“You wouldn’t know I liked kids or anything I like anymore we’re not together, we’re not friends! You don’t deserve or get to know those things about me.”
His arms are on mine before I can blink, his hands gripped around my arms I need...
“What the fuck is going on! Glen, get off her!” a familiar voice silences Glen but not the horrible grin on his face.
“Hello Matt. Long time no see eh?”
“Get off her now! I won’t tell you again Glen.”
“Fuck you arsehole.” He shouts lunging towards Matt, punching, kicking and yelling.
“Glen no! Get off him!” I scream trying to split them up, despite my anger and fear I can’t split this up, I’m not strong enough.
“Oh baby I’m hurting your precious FIANCÉ” he screams pushing out of Matt’s grip hurling his hands over nearby surfaces deliberately knocking pictures of us off the side.
“Glen! Stop...please.” I wheeze, trying a last attempt to find the man I knew...but nothing came through not even a look even when Matt kicks him to the curb.
When it settles and Matt’s arms are around me sitting with me in a heap on the front room floor the guilt washes in. I made him like this, I made this man it’s my fault.
So I didn't particularly want to post this chapter but I need to post something I've been really shit at updating so here it is...
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Fire and Fury - Book 2 COMPLETE.
Romansa"Your addiction was that...mine was you...funny how things change isn't it?" A year after Fire and Rain he's broken on the edge of oblivion and drowning in drink. She's happy, successful and living a life she's always dreamed of. Will they find t...
