Inevitable confrontation

Inevitable confrontation
Will I be?
I followed Harry and Amelia , very attentive to their every move. The trembling of her fingers as she reached for the door, the turn of her head as she checked where I was. The way she stiffened as Harry gently pushed her across the threshold.
The urge to scoop her up in my arms and run with her stung my skin, nails digging hard into my palms as I tensed.
"Amelia! Mery was on her within a few steps of entering the house, arms outstretched as she wrapped her arms around her big sister. I missed you so much.
Amelia's tense shoulders softened and she hugged her back, pulling her tight against herself and breathing. I've missed you too.
I can't believe you're here. We were beginning to think you were gone for good," Mery said as the women parted and Logan smiled at them both.
Another shot of pain in the chest. Even after everything, she still belonged. There were still people desperate to see her, to know she was okay. I wanted to be part of her circle, her person. What was waiting for me when I got home? Nothing. Even my plants would be dead.
Harry came up to me and patted my back with a firm hand. 'Thank you, my friend. I'm sorry I gave you such a hard time.
He burned my car.
'I didn't know it was like that.'
Neither did I, I thought, watching her talk quietly to her sister. There was so much I didn't know about Amelia . So much I wish I didn't know now. How could I give her back to her knowing she'd been promised to a man I hated? How could I see her become his? Knowing that I want her to be mine?
We'd better get going. Let's go, boys.
Every step toward the living room felt harder and harder, as if my feet were being dragged to the ground by unseen forces. Everything was going wrong.
Sweat broke out on the back of my neck as I walked in behind them and saw William leaning on the mantelpiece, looking like a belly-up cat. I reached a hand to my pocket, sliding my fingers over the warm metal of my knife. The muscles in my forearms tensed as I fought the urge to march over there and plunge it into his neck. Surely his men, lurking around the edge of the room, would be armed to the teeth and riddling me with bullets in a matter of seconds, but it would be worth it if Amelia was free.
Unfortunately, flying bullets would also endanger her and her family.
I swallowed saliva as a shit-eating grin crossed William's face .
Here she is, my future errant wife. I don't like waiting for things that belong to me. You've been a bad girl, Amelia'.
Her name on his lips was like a knife in the leg. I drew in a shaky breath through my nose as I fought the urge to pounce.
"I'm sorry," she said, more meekly than I'd ever heard her.
"It's okay. You have a lifetime to make up for it. We can start right now."
Fury erupted inside me as he moved toward her, and every part of her tensed as the space closed between them. I gripped the knife between my fingers and lost track of myself as I prepared to cut it into fucking strips.
Harry looked at me with a small shake of his head.
'Don't do it,' he told me.
The delay was enough to make it too late. William roughly grabbed Amelia by the arms before kissing her hard, sliding his tongue against her tightly closed mouth. Revulsion turned my stomach as Harry's fingers tightened even more.
Amelia stood her ground, not reciprocating but not flinching either. When William took a step back, there was pure hatred in her green eyes.
William laughed. I like it when they fight. Don't worry, I'll take the fight out of you.'
My eyes strayed to his father, who was sitting on the couch and looking to the left, completely avoiding the situation. The bastard knew it was wrong, but he let it happen anyway, let the man who killed his wife and son abuse his daughter. 'How could he?
'We're getting married in a week,' said William .
'Two,' Amelia replied . 'First I want to spend some time with my family.'
Kyle stood up, finally intervening in the situation. "I think two weeks is enough, William . This time I'll make sure he doesn't go anywhere."
William looked at Harry and Amelia , his jaw unhinged as he pondered.
"Two weeks gives more time to organize a big wedding, where you can brag about the union to more of our peers. It will have more repercussions." Harry stroked Harold's side who adored the spectacle.
"Fine," he said, "but I'll put her up in an apartment with my men keeping an eye on her. I don't trust your vigilance after the last escapade."
I'll add some of mine as well. And we need to see her.'
'I'll give her access to her family members.
That rules me out.
And you don't touch her until you're married," Harry replied .
William laughed, sending a shiver down my spine. I have plenty of pussy to use in the meantime. She's not so irresistible that I can't wait two weeks to fuck her.'
Amelia frowned and looked at her father and William .
William prepared to leave and his men gathered behind him as he approached Amelia . I thought he would kiss her again and I tensed, willing myself to witness it even though every part of me wanted to run between them and rip his fucking face off .
A loud smack echoed along with a yelp from Amelia as William backhanded her hard across the cheek.
What the fuck?" said Kyle , grabbing Amelia by the arm and pulling her away from his grasp. His hand caressed the spot where he had slapped her, tears stinging at the edges of his eyes.
I saw the red.
I was almost on top of him, knife drawn, when hands pulled at me from behind. I struggled against them, I needed to spill his blood for hurting my girl. I needed to see her skin split and her fucking insides fall to the ground.
"Stand down," Kyle roared at me , as Harry joined the hands holding me tightly.
William watched me, his eyes glowing with interest, "What do you care? It was you who brought her back. If anything, I should be thanking you for bringing my wife back to me, but here you are acting like a lovesick puppy.
He looked at Amelia and then at me, and smiled. I see. She's been paying you with her pussy, hasn't she? A little slut. Just like her mother."
I strained against the men holding me, trying to get leverage to break the asshole into pieces.
Must have been a pretty good cunt too, to have you ready to get yourself killed. Good to know.
He left without another word, followed by his men, as Amelia collapsed into her sister's arms. Tension rumbled in the room, hands released after William's departure, leaving me exposed.
Dad, you have to call this off," Amelia said, her trembling voice tearing at me.
I can't. You know we need this war to end. You know we need this war to end. Kyle ran a hand through his graying hair, his face ashen.
It hit me.
"You're lucky that's all he did."
"Harry interjected, 'She's right, Dad, you can't marry her to him. He'll destroy her.'
'It's her, or all of you. 'I can't lose all of you,' Kyle said , stiffening his shoulders and avoiding Amelia's eyes .
'Why am I worth less than them? The pain in Esther's voice was raw.
They're my boys. They run the business.
I needed to hold her in my arms, to soothe the aches and pains that tormented her. To keep her safe.
Edward, Harry, come with me. Esther , go get your things to move into the apartment. Mery , go with your sister'.
We shared one last lingering look as I followed Kyle out of the room, my body screaming for me to stay with her. She hadn't been out of my sight, out of my reach, since we had indulged in the passion between us, and it burned to be away from her. It was all wrong.
Kyle paced the floor of his office as Harry and I stood rigid in the middle of the room. A vein throbbed menacingly in his forehead and he paused again and again to speak, before giving up and resuming his pacing.