He doesn't do relationships. Neither does she. But they can't fight the attraction any longer...
Can Nate and Jillian help heal each other and revive the love in their lives that they've both been refusing to allow in for years? Or will they let the...
Ellie was wrong. Her neighbour didn't have a mental health problem; he was just a dickhead.
I'd confronted him ten minutes ago about her issues with him. He wasn't happy about it and had proceeded to have a go at me. I let him hurl obscenities at me which he did like a pro. He was obviously experienced at abusing people; he didn't even stop to take a breath.
Once I was sure he was finished, I took a step closer to him and snarled, "You finished?"
I was slightly taller and bigger than he was, but he held his ground; he didn't even blink at my intrusion into his space.
"No, one last thing. You tell your sister that this is my fucking him and I'll do whatever the fuck I want whenever the fuck I want to do it. And if she wants to get her big brother involved, tell her to bring it on."
I was already in a foul mood after my earlier conversation with Jillian, but this guy's smugness tipped me over the edge. Even if I'd wanted to contain my fury, I wouldn't have been able to.
"You're the big fuckin' man, aren't you? Treating women like that must make you feel real fuckin' good about yourself, motherfucker," I growled. "You know what makes me feel good?" I continued in a menacing tone. He had the good fucking grace to register concern, but my lust for violence had been fuelled, and there was no turning back now. I raised my fist and smashed it into his face, taking great joy in the blood this produced.
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I'd caught him unaware and he tried to get in the game, bit I was two steps ahead of him and punched the other side of his face before jabbing him hard in the gut. He doubled over, but I wasn't done. I grabbed him by the shoulders and shoved him back into the brick wall behind him. The thud he made hitting the wall was satisfying, as was the look of alarm on his face.
"Stop!" he managed to get out while clutching his stomach, and trying to shield his face from me.
My arm was raised and ready to rain more blows down on him, but I paused and eyed him. His face was a bloody mess and he appeared to be in some pain. I'd probably done enough damage to make him think twice about bugging Ellie again. Lowering my arm, I demanded, "We got an understanding here, asshole?"
He didn't hesitate. "Yes, now fuck off and leave me alone."
"Just one more thing; you fuck with my sister again and I'll be back." I paused, and then threatened him further, "And I won't be alone."
He nodded and once I was convinced he meant it, I shoved him one last time and then left him to it. I was fairly certain that Ellie wouldn't hear about this from him which was the way I wanted it. She had a tendency to stress too much about shit and the last thing I wanted was her worrying about me. God knew, she already had enough.
