[COMPLETED] Mila Wilson is quiet, anxious and a little bit of a mess. When she finally starts college despite her mental health issues, she meets the dark, mysterious, yet intriguing Jace Evans, who is covered in tattoos and the most beautiful boy s...
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My stomach drops, and my heart starts racing wildly. That simple sentence almost tears the ground from under my feet. Murderer?
Out of all the things I imagined, not once did I think that word could leave Derek's mouth. I feel numb. No one standing in this alley dares to move a muscle. Jace's focus isn't on Derek anymore, it's on me.
I look at him, but my stare is empty. "Is that true?" I say quietly, barely even making a sound. I'm not crying, but tears are streaming out of my eyes still.
"Mila, hear me out before you do anything" he begs of me. I want to leave, but I can't move. I hear him, but his words don't reach me. So, I've been sleeping with a murderer?
I look at Jace, like I don't know him at all. He didn't deny it, so it must be true. Jace's eyes leave mine, but before they do, I can see them turning to rage. "This is all your fucking fault" Jace says through his teeth, as he shakes his head. He makes his way over to Derek, and even though his movements are quick, I feel like I see everything in slow motion. Jace is throwing a few punches at Derek's face, a horrified Jessica standing right next to him. My mind is racing, I can't find the energy inside of me to stop him.
"Jace! Stop, you're going to kill him!" Jessica screams at the top of her lungs. "Fuck, do something Mila!" she says directed towards me, and for the first time I see a genuine person with feelings in her eyes. I don't answer her. I think I might be in shock, and I feel like I'm not responsible for any of this anymore.
Derek finds the strength to push Jace away from him, and chuckles darkly. "I didn't fucking kill that guy, that was all you" he says, as Jace's chest is rising and falling heavily from his enraged breaths. There's blood on Jace's now bruised hands. He looks like he could go again, and he takes another step towards Derek. He's like a complete different person. But maybe this is the real him, that he's been hiding from me all along. "Stop it, man! I've had enough of your shit! Do you want me to go to the fucking cops? It's what I should've done after the first time you punched me in the fucking face?" Derek threatens Jace.
He chuckles ironically back at him. "You love this, don't you? Having full control over me, taking all the free cocaine you want? Well guess what you fucking idiot, go to the fucking cops for all I care. Just know that if I'm going down, you're going down with me" Jace says. He takes a few more big breaths. "All that you were really able to take from me, you just took. Look at her! Do you really think she'll be with me after this?" he shouts angrily, with a few tears streaming down his face too.
I'm still crying from the scene that's playing out in front of me. Derek follows Jace's demand, and for the first time I see emotion in his face too, when my eyes meet his. "Yeah, she'll probably find someone better than you" Derek says, trying to provoke Jace once again.
It seems to be working, because Jace is lunging at him again. I can't take any of this anymore. "That's enough!" I scream through my tears, stopping Jace from his actions right away.
