Private number: Hi Melaena, hope you're enjoying the party
Mel: Who is this?
Private number: Call me D
Mel: What do you want?
Private number: Revenge. But mostly I want you!
Mel: What?
Private number: You belong to me, babe!
Mel: Fudge off!
Private number: Oh baby, I'm not going anywhere. You are mine.
I blink, wondering if maybe the person got the wrong number, but it can't be, because he mentions my name. What the hell is going on? Ug, I just don't have the energy to worry about some random asshole sending me a stupid message. Then it hits me between the eyes. Maybe it's Damion himself trying to be funny. Didn't he say that I'm his and his name starts with a D? Yep, it could be him. Damn ass is psychotic, now I'm sure of it.
I slip my phone into my pocket. I need to find Kiara and then we need to talk to Damion.
As I dally towards the games room again, a female voice stops me dead in my tracks. It's Haley's.
"I see Chloe is here?" At the mention of that name, I lean against the wall, ears pricked.
"Yes." It's Damion. And then there is the distinct sound of a big sigh. "Ug, Mom, what am I going to do about that girl?" I peek around the corner, keeping it low like Jackson taught me.
"I thought you made up your mind to go after her."
"I did. It's not that easy." Another deep sigh. "There are rules …"
"Oh, yes … YOUR rules. You never cared about MY rules that much," Haley chuckles. "Nor your school's rules, or even the Gran Prix rules." He pulls a face at her. I'm with her on this … he's not a rule follower.
"Okay, okay, forget the rules. But I'll definitely get hurt … physically … the devil will probably kill me this time," he snorts as if he's amused. What is he talking about? Maybe he put a curse on this Chloe girl too.
"Oh, my poor son. Maybe you should fall in love with another girl … one who isn't related to Satan then." Is she toying with him? Judging by the ridicule on her face, I would say she is. He eyeballs his mom.
"There is no other girl for me." The tone of his voice tells me he means it. Damn, I can't believe HE of all people might be in love. And with that bitch of all people. He sure has shitty taste.
"Great, 'cause I didn't raise a coward. Luckily your dad knows how to fix broken bones." Yeah, he does. He fixed Kiara's ankle. Dr. Deimos is one of the best Orthopedic surgeons in the country.
"I've hurt her badly and I've broken her trust so many times … I would not be surprised if she really hated me." He's not joking now. Wow, I never saw this side of him before. Maybe I got him all wrong.
"Any broken thing can be fixed with the proper tools and loads of patience. I'm sure as soon as she believes that you're sincere, her heart will start to trust you."
I've heard enough and I just can't stand it anymore. He loves the brunette, really loves her. Chloe. He loves her with all his heart.
Wow. I never thought he had a heart. But it seems he does. And now it belongs to her.
I feel as if I'm going to puke.
I walk back to the bar in a daze, putting one foot in front of the other until I bump against the wooden counter. I lean my elbows onto the surface and put my head into my hands. My eyes tear up.
What do I care? I hate the man. It's my hypo-thingamajig that's all confused again.
"Oh boy, are your brothers going to be sick," Kiara suddenly speaks next to me. "They're feeding Logan STROH rum, but now they started to join him."
I don't actually care what my brothers are doing. I have other problems. But, nonetheless, I turn my head towards the end of the bar where all the guys are gathered in a circle around Logan. Axel is handing shots to my brothers - which they eagerly down. The crowd cheers them on.
Enrique is still stuck to his ginger, and Chloe is glued between Damion and Ren. Uncle John, Doctor Deimos, and Doc Barney formed a line against one wall, silently watching from the sideline.
Chloe suddenly puts her lips against Damion's neck. I feel the previous nausea pushing up my throat again. Green jealous puke.
"Blarg!" I gag and pull a hideous face. I take my anger out on Kiara.
"Where the fuck have you been?" Her brows shoot up in shock.
"Are you starting your period early or are you just sexually frustrated?" Kiara asks with a deep frown.
I stare at the brown-haired bitch. She follows the direction of my gaze.
"Did you and Ren fight?"
"Ren?" I ask surprised. What does he have to do with this? "No. Why?"
She seems confused as she stares at me with her eyes pulled into a thin line.
"Is it Damion again?" I pull up my shoulders and shake my head.
Jackson suddenly grabs Chloe this time, prying her claws from Damion's arm, he pulls her rather hardhandedly out of the room to the front of the house. She looks frustrated and angry. I notice one of the guards carrying Jason over his shoulder going in the same direction. My brothers can be so strange.
"Ug, I'm just a little frustrated. Sometimes, I'm sure guys are just born brainless and heartless."
"You sound like me. What did you do with my friend?" she teases. Jackson returns alone and continues drinking.
"I'm starting to think you're right … men are just on this earth to reproduce more brainless-heartless males so the cycle can continue. Look at this stupid example for instance." I hand Kiara my phone and she reads the message.
"Who will send you something like that? And," she adds in the same conversational tone, "revenge for what?" Again I shake my head and pull up my shoulders. I truly have no idea.