Chapter 92 Dean, I Love You 2
DEAN
I stepped on the gas as soon as Nadia went inside the house.
What the hell am I doing?
I fought with the woman I love and I want to propose to her.
And now what? Now we're screwed.
How am I supposed to propose to her if she asked for so much time?
So what does taking a break mean?
I was mentally asking myself several questions when my cell phone started vibrating in my pocket.
Hello? - I answered without looking at the caller ID.
"Hi Dean," Sofia said.
"What the hell does she want from me?"
"What happened?" I asked nervously.
"I need to see you," she said seriously.
It won't work today. - I lied.
I want to show you something.
"I don't want to see anything." I rolled my eyes impatiently.
"But you'll want to see what I want to show you," she insisted.
Okay, where are you? - I asked.
At home.
Stay by the door, I'm coming right over.
So I hung up on her and changed direction, heading towards my father's house.
When I arrived at the mansion, Sofia was waiting for me at the door, just as I had instructed.
Hi. - She said, getting into the car.
"What do you want to show me?" I asked directly.
"Take me to your house and I'll show you," she said.
"Sofia, today is not a good day to play games with me," I warned her.
"I'm not kidding," she said seriously.
So I started the car, and in less than twenty minutes, I was already parking it in front of my building.
I got out of the car and went up to my floor with Sofia, where she entered my apartment and sat on the living room sofa.
"Show me that damn thing already!" I exclaimed after closing the apartment door.
"You're not going to like this, but..." She took some papers out of her bag and handed them to me.
I rolled my eyes, thinking this would just be another one of Sofia's jokes, but as soon as I laid eyes on the images in my hand, I froze.
Nadia was being fucked by a dark-haired guy in a restaurant.
More than... - I was about to curse when I saw the following images.
They were all images of Nadia being fucked by random guys, and in total there were five damn images.
"What kind of joke is this, Sofia?!" I exclaimed furiously.
"Tell me this is a setup."
She stared at me in silence.
"Tell me!" I repeated, crumpling the images.
"No, Dean," she said seriously.
"This isn't a setup."
"Lies!" I exclaimed as my vision blurred.
I would cry, yes, this just ruined everything.
I confess my love to Nadia, I tell her father my intentions, and now I find out she was a damn whore?
"That's not possible," I murmured desperately.
"THAT'S NOT TRUE!"
Dean... - Sofia said, approaching me.
"Don't come any closer!" I exclaimed furiously.
"It's all your fault!"
"No, it's not," she said.
"It's her fault for deceiving you."
"She didn't deceive me," I said, trying to convince myself it was true.
"She definitely cheated!" Sofia exclaimed nervously.
"She slept with dozens of guys, Dean!"
"No!" I yelled, throwing the pictures on the floor.
"Yes, Dean," Sofia affirmed.
"And now that she's found a good match, she's decided to become a prude?"
"Stop it!" I shook my head in distress.
"Don't say another word!"
"She doesn't love you, Dean!"
Sofia started to cry. "I love you!"
Get out of here, Sofia! - My anger was begging me to leave.
"No, Dean!" she cried desperately.
"I love you!"
"Get out, Sofia!" I repeated, feeling an overwhelming urge to hit her.
"She doesn't deserve you!" She continued to irritate me.
"I'm the one who's always been by your side, I'm the one who's always wanted..."
And then something happened that I never even thought would happen in my worst nightmares.
Sofia kissed me...moving closer to me with her body and pressing her lips against mine.
At first, I thought I was hallucinating until she tried to put her tongue in my mouth, and I snapped out of it.
"No!" I exclaimed, pushing her away roughly.
"What happened?" she asked, confused.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" I yelled furiously.
"HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?"
She flinched at my tone of voice, and her eyes filled with tears.
"What the hell, Sofia, we're siblings!" I exclaimed, controlling myself to avoid hitting her.
"I know," she said, crying.
"But I love you, Dean!"
"What kind of sick love is this that makes you kiss your own brother?" I asked, disgusted.
"The kind of love between a man and a woman," she replied anxiously.
What the hell is she saying?
"I never thought of you as a woman, Sofia, NEVER!" I yelled angrily.
"And just hearing you say that makes me want to throw up."
"No, Dean!" she exclaimed.
"You can't be disgusted by me!"
"And what do you want me to feel?" I asked sarcastically. "Love?"
She nodded hopefully, and that made me think about how crazy she was.
"But you should know that the only woman I love is Nadia Thompson" I said seriously.
Sofia's eyes widened and she glared at me angrily, but remained silent.
And I want to make it clear that you'll never succeed in poisoning me against her, because unlike you, she's not some psycho who desires her own brother.
Sofia remained silent for a few seconds, while a mocking smile formed on her lips.
"But she's still a whore," she spat the words out angrily.
And that's when I lost control and slammed my hand into her face.
"Never say that again!" I yelled uncontrollably.
"You're as filthy as she once was, so shut your damn mouth before I do something that lands me in jail."
She brought her hand to her left cheek, which was now red and swollen.
"She'll never love you as I love you!" she exclaimed, crying.
"My God!" I smiled in disbelief.
"You really are sick, and what's worse..."
I took a deep breath before saying:
You still think you're going to infect me with that dirty idea you have about love.
I approached her slowly as she took a few steps back.
"But you'll never be able to do that." I glared at her with hatred.
"And I'll warn you about one thing."
I stopped in front of her and gripped her arms tightly.
"If you insist on continuing with this absurd obsession, or dare to embarrass Nadia with those images..." I squeezed her arms.
"I swear I'll have you committed to a psychiatric clinic."
"You wouldn't do that..." she murmured hesitantly.
"Challenge me and you'll see what I'm capable of," I replied, releasing her arms.
"Now get out of my apartment," I said, pointing to the door.
"Get out and never come back."
She remained standing there, staring at me in disbelief, but little did she know the kind of brother she had.
"I told you to get out!" I exclaimed, grabbing her arm and leading her outside.
"You can't do that!" she screamed desperately.
And remember what I said. - I let go of her arm. - No funny business, or you'll regret it.
And so I slammed the door in her face with full force, so hard that I thought the door would break in half.
How could she say those dirty words to her own brother?
I never thought she was like this, but now that I know her true personality and her discord with Nadia, I won't let her do any harm to the woman I love.
Even if it means I have to completely forget that she's my sister.