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Just as I was about to push open the gym doors his voice made me freeze on the spot with my hand on the double door. I didn't have to see his face to know it was him. I could recognize that voice anywhere. It was the voice I heard every night in my nightmares.
I immediately pulled out my phone and phoned Mason. To say he was pissed would be an understatement. Mason was livid. As soon as I got off the phone with my brother, I tried getting ahold of Blake but his phone was off so I texted Matt instead.
I took in one deep breath before pushing open the gym doors.
Stepping into the gym felt as if I was a cop walking into a prison yard filled with all the dangerous men I had locked up with no guard or weapon to protect me.
It felt suicidal.
I knew he couldn't hurt me though, not with coach Evans in the room, so I knew I was safe, but that didn't stop my heart from banging in fear and my hands to start getting clammy. I had no idea what to expect.
So, when coach Evans introduced Henry as Tessa's father, my body froze in shock, my eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets and I'm pretty sure my eyebrows flew off my head.
I took that moment to glance between the two and only then did I see the similarities. Same nose, same uneven lips, same jaw structure, but it's the eyes that scared me. Tessa and Henry's eyes were so identical, it's a miracle I hadn't noticed it before.
Luckily, before I could answer, Blake and Matt both came rushing into the gym. The second Blake's eyes met mine, he rushed over to my side and gently but protectively pushed me behind him, standing between Henry and I, which I was extremely grateful for. I hate how powerless I become at the mere sight of my own father.
I felt weak and useless and that just made him feel more powerful.
I didn't dare speak at all, not even when Mason and Kate came storming in. I know for a fact that Matt was only quiet because he was trying his hardest to control his anger.
Matt has a bit of an anger problem which only started three years ago when the alleyway incident happened. Now, if his anger takes over, best belief your ass would be six feet under by the time he was done. I could see the vein in Matt's forehead and neck throbbing and his face red with anger, jaw tightly clenched and fists tight at his sides.
Me, I hid behind Blake like the coward that I am.
When I did eventually pull on my big girl panties and open my mouth, I know for a fact that I surprised everyone in that room, especially myself. Where my sudden confidence came from, I don't know, but what I did know is that the asshole had the audacity to threaten the people I love. He had the nerve to threaten my family.
And I just snapped.
Honestly, I don't even remember throwing the first punch, or any other punch after that. You know how in The Vampire Diaries when the vampires switch off their humanity and they become a whole new person? The scarier versions of themselves? That's what happened to me. It's like all it took was for him to threaten my family for my own humanity switch to flip.
Something else took over me and with every punch I threw, I felt myself feeling less and less guilty, and that shit scared me. If Blake hadn't stopped me, I don't even want to think about what I would or could have done.
As soon as we got out of the gym, I took one look at my hands and that's all it took to turn my humanity back on. In that second, everything hit me at once. Guilt, pain, fear, self hatred, anger. It all hit me at once like a punch in the gut and the only thing I could think about was how much alike to Henry I was. I became the devil that haunted my dreams at night. My hands were covered in so much blood you couldn't even see my olive skin anymore.
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