Chapter 268 Someday
And then he chased after her, leaving me with dread in the pit of my stomach. Because if anyone can manipulate someone back into a toxic relationship, it's Braxton Davis.
I have no clue why the hell he got away with hitting her and just coming back to lunch like nothing had happened. That makes no sense to me. Is Mr. Reynolds getting soft in his old age?
That piece of shit just walked into History with that smug grin on his, like he got away with it again. I don't care if his dad's a damn lawyer! No one should get away with hurting people. Someone has to put him in his place, and they need to make it stick!
I almost snarl when I see Braxton leading Liv to the seat a few rows behind me. I hate that's he's controlling her. I hate the look of defeat I can see in her eyes. She won't even look around the room.
I wasn't kidding when I told her to think about leaving him. She really does deserve to be happy, and not worried when his temper will explode. I don't know if she realizes he's been manipulating her the whole time.
And if fucking pisses me off!
The thing is, I've been in love with Liv for years. Probably before I even knew what love was. But I was too scared to go up and tell her how much she meant to me. So, when Braxton came up to her and swept her away without a second thought, it really was my fault. I could've had her if I wasn't such a damn coward.
There had been a time, before her parents died, when she was really happy, and she just radiated happiness. She was still a little princess, but she wasn't mean.
Something changed after the car accident that killed her parents. I'm not entirely sure what it was, but she had ended up in the care of her aunt, and she started putting up a wall... Maybe it's more of a facade.
Now that I know Jay Taynor is in jail, I'm wondering what kind of life she lived there. Ava has always been a bitch, and to be honest, I'm not really sure how Liv puts up with her. I wonder if she learned it from her mother...
I remember what Liv said about Charlie getting married. I remember her, she was technically only a grade higher than us. She was shy and quiet. I would've never guessed she was being abused though.
And I'm really starting to wonder what it was that had her getting married so fast. Was it all because of that bastard of an uncle? I wonder if he ever touched Liv.
The thought burns acid in my stomach.
I watch as Liv, once again takes out her sketch book, not paying attention. A smirk plays on the edge of my lips. That is her equivalent of nothing else matters to her at the moment. She's completely ignoring all of Braxton's advances, which is pissing him off.
I wonder what she's going to end up drawing this time. I hope it's a happy sketch.
She's still got that damn red mark on her cheek. Her eyes are slightly red, like she might've been crying, and I want to punch the bastard all over again.
If she was mine, I'd be sure to kiss those damn tears away. I'd make her feel precious instead of like a damn object he uses for popularity.
Someday. Someday she will be mine, and I'll treat her like the princess she is. Until then, I'm just waiting.
But I've got an idea. If I can just get her away from him tonight...