Till Death Do Us Apart- 4 ✔️

Chapter Twenty-Four Afraid of Living

Everything I Wanted- Billie Elish

     She was sitting in the middle of all her people. They were eating, they were okay, fine. They were laughing, joking, like nothing even happened. Like my parents weren't just murdered while I was locked up. Seeing her smile though just made me fume with more anger and Dallas tried stopping me, but once he saw the look in my eyes he immediately backed away and I didn't blame him. I'd beat his ass his if he even tried touching me right now. And I am not affraid of breaking bones. I'm glad I don't have too though. His anyway.

     My eyes go to Leon. He was the only one who seemed to not be happy. Eddie, Archer, and Rocco weren't here and I was glad about that too. They won't have to watch this like the others. I'm not going to do this to show off, I'm doing this because I'm pissed, and when I'm pissed, I punch. Punching Blake seems like a great idea as of right now. I blame her for my parents murder. I blame her for all of it. She shouldnt have messed with me and she shouldn't think she could comtrol me like her people.

     She's not my boss. Leon's eyes meet mine and he looks toward Blake before back to me and then he looks down and continues to eat whatever it is he was eating. He knew what I was about to and he knew he couldn't stop it. No one could. Besides, Blake deserves it for what she did, for everything she's done. Letting anger fill my body as my brain starts thinking irrationally, I start walking toward Blake and no one except Leon and Dallas expected a thing. I guess it was better that way. Dallas and Leon knew better than to stop me at this point.

     "Hey Blake." I say watching as she turns around and the smile on her face didn't have time to fade before I punch her across the face making the whole place immediately go silent. I didn't care about them though. Only her. I hear the sounds of people drawing their guns but Blake raises her hand and shakes her head.

      "Guns down." She orders. "Everyone stay back." Standing up, Blake turns to me giving me a look. "I'm sorry about your parents." She says but the tone in her voice made me want to rip her hair out. "They didn't deserve what happened to them. I wish I could have done something to prevent that-" Without any hesitation, I punch her across the face again, but this time with way more force and anger knocking her back on the ground. And then with out a word, I turn my back to her and walk past everyone until I get to the doorway leading out. Then with out looking back, I walk out and into the sun light.

    Tears sting my eyes, but I shake my head and start walking down the side walk at a fast pace. I knew me going outside would soon result in someone coming out to follow me so I had to be fast if I was going to be alone. "Ryder?" A voice asks making me jump and look over. In a nice black Cadillac, a man sat in the drivers seat. A man with short brown hair and green eyes. He looks different. He looks better.

     "Jack." I smile going to his car and resting my arms on his window sill. "It's been a while since I last seen you." My smile fades and I nod. "You look good. I'm glad." He nods as he thumps his thumb on the wheel.

     "It's been better but yeah, I got my stuff together. Moved out, I don't see my family anymore, and I haven't talked about the time." He shakes his head. "To no one. I can't talk about it even after all this time. It still hurts to think about but it's gotten easier. How are you?" I hesitate. "I saw you on the news." I let out a breath and look down while nodding. Yeah, I remember when those idiots put me on the news.

     "Ryder, please. It wasn't her fault." I hear a voice say and I look over seeing Dallas with Leon. Leon closes his eyes at Dallas' words and shakes his head but Dallas stood in front of him so he couldn't see.

     "Can you take me somewhere to be alone?" I ask Jack while keeping my eyes on Dallas. Dallas' eyes narrow when he sees me leaning against the car and I quickly look to Jack. "Please? I need out of here for just a little while." He nods and I open his car door getting inside quickly while watching Dallas in the side mirror. Instead of chasing after me, he just sighs and gives me a sad look. He knows I need space, he knows I just need to be alone for a little while. Hopefully he's going to give me the chance to think. To breathe. But I don't need to breathe. No, I don't need space either.