𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟑𝟓

JAXON

I didn't waste a chance to process or digest the scene in front of me. I just stormed in while they both got off each other. "Let us explain!" Marcella stood in front of Damon. Fuck, I wanted to hit him hard.

"Explain what? That you guys are fucking around? That you're on top of him? That he's touching you?" I scowled, anger and rage filling my body.

"Just please, let us explain."

"No. You don't get to explain shit, Marcella. He and I will take this elsewhere. You, be lucky you're my sister." I forced out the words.

"Why does everyone push me out of this?! I wanted this. Listen to me. I love you. You're my brother. But don't you ever think that I have a life? I want to be with Damon, I-I'm not a child. I choose my own decisions. Damon didn't force me or take advantage of me. If anything, you should realize that nothing is about you, you get to date my best friend and I have to watch it all?!" Marci yelled at me.

I clenched my fists together. "That's enough, angel. I'll talk to him." Damon held Marco's arms. Angel? "The fuck do you mean 'angel', fuck. You are the fakest fucking person." I pushed Damon.

Damon can fight, if anything, he can beat me. But he didn't fight back, he just clenched his jaw. "I'm not explaining myself to you, I want Marcella. I won't play her, understand that I genuinely fucking like her. And no, I won't lie and say I will forget her, I want her, I want my future with her. I'm willing to do anything." Damon growled.

Did he dare to yell? "She's my sister." Betrayal. He fucking ruined everything he and I had. Everything was his fault.

"I know, and fuck. I'm sorry, I mean it. I shouldn't have kept it a secret. I told her to hide it. She wanted to tell you." Damon admitted.

"What?! No!" Marci argued, trying to interfere once again.

"You fucking lied. Im going to fucking kill you, Damon. You're a fucking liar. How long? Who knows?" I asked. I wanted to hurt him, just like how hurt I am.

"A month max. Grayson, Alessio, and the girls. We made them quiet. They wanted to tell you, Grayson fought me. It wasn't their fault."

I didn't care if they knew, it felt hard to process they lied to me. But what affected me more was that Liliana knew. "Lily hated lying to you, I promise she didn't mean to—" Marci was shut off by my parents barging into the room. 

"What the hell is going on?" Dad asked. Mom just looked at us with suspicion in her eyes. If anything, how the hell did they not notice Damon get inside? "Jaxon, just come with me and let me explain." I didn't want to even bother having a conversation with Damon. But, I wanted to do one thing, hit him hard.

Damon and I walked out, and the moment we stepped in front of my house, I threw a punch at him. He touched his jaw and glared at me. "Hit me all you want, Jaxon. I won't ever stop wanting Marcella."

"Why? Out of all girls, you chose my sister?" I yelled, pushing him against his motorcycle. His chest heaved and he grabbed me by my shoulders and pushed me against my Dad's car. "Tell me, do you know your sister? If so, tell me why she cries so fast. Why is she afraid of screaming? Fucking tell me!" He tightened his hold on my shoulder.

What the hell does he mean? I know Marci cried easily, I know that she hated screaming. Fuck, he was right. I don't even know why?