The Mighty Storm (Raura Revised)

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

"You haven't seen him for the last fucking decade!"

I don't even make the attempt to try to explain to him. He would never understand the connection I have with Ross.

"I've loved you for two years of my life, Laura! Two years! I gave you everything! Trusted you! Would have given you anything! I gave you my heart for Christ's sake! I wanted to marry you!"

His words blindside me. He wanted to marry me? We'd never even talked about it.

"All of it gone, because you're some cheap whore who can't say no to a fucking rock star! I never had you down as some slut groupie."

He's looking at me with utter disgust and contempt. And I deserve it.

"I'm sorry," I cry. "I didn't mean for this to happen. I've loved Ross since I was young–"

"Spare me anymore of the goddamn details!"

Nervous, I look down at my hands, my eyes fixing on the bracelets. Ross' and Will's.

And then I just know I want Ross. He's all I've ever wanted.

I unclip Will's bracelet from my wrist.

Getting to my feet, I hold it out in my hand to him. "You should have this back," I say quietly.

He looks down at my hand. Then he grabs the bracelet and throws it across the room.

His face becomes a blind rage. I've never seen him look this way before. Then he's striding across the room, purposefully, angrily.

"Where are you going?" I ask panicked.

"To kick your fucking boyfriends' ass!"

I'm moving quickly behind, but Will is already through the door, practically sprinting down the hall looking for Ross' room. He's like a man possessed.

I'm screaming after him.

Then I see Ross' door open and he's standing there scanning the hall, looking worried. He must have heard my screams.

Ross registers Will, then me, and it all just happens so quickly.

Will is on him, and he punches Ross in the face.

"NO!" I cry out, as I hear the crack from the impact.

I stop in my tracks, watching in horror, as Ross momentarily loses his footing, staggers slightly, his hand going straight to his mouth.

"Did you think you could fuck my girlfriend and I wouldn't find out?! That I would do jack shit about it?!" Will yells at him. "I don't give a fuck who you are! I'm gonna beat the shit out of you!"

Ross moves his hand away and I see the blood. He looks down at his hand, then runs his tongue over his lip, licking the blood and smirks.

"I'll let you have that first one mother fucker, but not the next." Ross sounds unnervingly calm.

Then he punches Will hard in his face. It's so quick and unexpected.

"NO!" I scream out, again. "STOP, PLEASE!"

Will staggers back from the force and I try to help him, but he pushes me away, hard.

I lose my footing and fall against the wall hitting my shoulder, and fall onto my ass.

Ross' face flames with rage. And then he's on Will punching him to the floor, hard, repeatedly over and over.

I scramble up to my knees, finding my voice to scream, "NO! STOP!" begging Ross to stop, and then Dave is there, pulling Ross off Will.