Not Meant For Each Other

Chapter 13 🥀

I hugged her and she cried her eyes out both of us prefer to be silent than say anything. These days, all we seem to do is cry.

Chapter 13 🥀

Jason's Pov...

I can't believe I did that. I was out of control, I was crazy. What the hell happened.

Now she probably loathes me, shit.

I sighed, raking my hand through my hair as I walked back and forth in the living room. I can't believe I forced myself on her, what was I thinking?

I messed up bad. There was no escuse for what I did.

I was deep in thoughts when I heard a knock on my door. I went over to open it not even asking who it was.

And a punch came flying, landing straight on my face.

My jaw crunched, blood already dripping from my nose as I staggered back.

"Woah who the f*ck do you think you are...... Tyler?" my once blurry vision cleared to the source of the punch. "What the hell was that for?"

He punched me again but this time, I was fast enough to dodge it. His leg unexpectedly flew and kicked me in the shin. I groaned, falling on my knees.

"Dude!" I exclaimed, annoyed at the fact that he was beating me for no reason.

"This is what you get for crossing me" his eyes flared with anger as he gave me another punch.

I lay on the floor motionless as he gave me continuous punches.

I thought of his reason. Cross him? I haven't seen this dude for over 6years now! He must be mistakening me for someone else that looked for his trouble, I wasn't that guy looking for trouble anymore, I've changed.

"What the hell did I do?!"

"You sick bastard touched my sister!" He yelled. He has stopped punching me.

I got into a sitting position, spitting blood from my mouth.

He seemed to have been satisfied with the damage he caused on my face, having a smirk as he looked at me disgustingly.

I didn't even know he had a sister. I honestly thought Tyler was an only son. But his sister, who could it be?

Oh wait, crap.

He meant Ashley.

"I didn't know she was your sister." I wispered slowly.

"Bullcrap!" He punched down the art display hanging on the wall beside him. I flinched, now fully annoyed. "It doesn't matter wether she's my sister or not, it's not right of you to force yourself into any girl."

I snorted, rolling my eyes. "And who are you to judge?"

Tyler raised an eyebrow, "what do you mean?"

"At least I don't use and dump, I make advances to people I actually have feelings for. But you," I glared at him "you play with their feelings and later make them feel worthless! Do you know how many girls thought of suicide because of that? You ruined a lot of them! You sepetated some from their families, you made some think they don't deserve shit, you leaked sex tapes when you get angry. It was fucking sick and wrong."

Tyler feigned fake regret, I knew him very well to know he doesn't regret doing it. He was a monster and probably still is.

He sighed, "Don't you think I regret doing all those? It was in the last, I'm a changed man now."

"Right." I rolled my eyes at him, "and you didn't believe me saying I'm a changed man."

He grunted and looked at me, "At least I didn't mess with your sister."

"I don't have a sister."

"Same thing."

"Wait, so you don't like it when they it to your sister but you care less about other people's sisters?" I tried to reason.

"Don't make me the victim here, you're the one that did something wrong."

I sighed, "Man I'm sorry."

He eyed me warily, "You're lucky nothing serious happened so I'm going to pretend none of this happened."

He walked over to the door and turned the doorknob "but if I see you near her again, that will be the end of you." His threats were useless.

"We'll see about that."

He shut the door and I was left alone. I sighed.

Tyler was older than me but that doesn't mean I was scared of him. We did elementary school together, that nigga is harmless.

***

I was nursing my wounds Tyler left when I heard my cellphone ringing.

I was surprised to see it was Dad calling.

"Hello." I answered.

"So, have you asked her?" Was Dad's first words.

I sighed, I knew that would be his purpose for calling. Dad wants me to take over as CEO but the board won't allow me till I am married or at least engaged. He was more than excited to hear that I wanted to ask Ashley out but now, that won't even be possible. She wouldn't want to be my friend now talkless of an engagement.

"Dad, this is moving too fast. I'll surely get her but I need more time." I tried to reason with him.

"Too fast?" His voice bellowed. "Jason, time isn't with us. I am dying from Cancer and if I die before you get engaged, the company is going to be handed to someone else that isn't even blood and you will be left with nothing! Nothing Jason, do you want that to happen?"

I so badly wanted to tell him that I didn't want the company, I wanted to be an artist and not some man behind a desk making money. But then he was my father and I could never say no, he was dying and that was his only request.

"You will live to see your grandkids Dad, don't worry."

He chuckled humorlessly. "That, I am not so sure of."

I was about to say something else when I heard talking from hums background.

He then spoke "I'll talk to you later, I have a meeting now. Goodbye and don't let me down."

He cut the call and I sighed. I have to get Ashely back as soon as possible.