radicalducati 2.70
2.70
Angelina’s POV
Saying goodbye to Diana and April was soul destroying. Even though they both withheld the truth from me and I was so mad at them at first, I forgave them and shifted all my blame on Lucas instead.
“Don’t abandon training okay? Maybe David can help you improve until it’s safe for you to enroll in Fairbanks, he seemed pretty decent” I said to her as I held her hands softly.
She nodded her head and I saw her tears start to descend down her face. I couldn’t stand to see her crying like this, so I hugged her instead.
She whispered in my ear regretfully “I’m so sorry I hid the truth from you, Angelina. I really liked you like a sister and hurting you was the last thing that I wanted to do to you”
“I know April, I forgive you and I love you just like a real sister if I ever had one” I said back softly in her ear as well.
“You do, you have me Angelina. Even if we don’t end up seeing each other again, you’ll always have a sister here” she said emotionally.
I tightened my hug to let her know how much I appreciate her words.
Someone cleared his throat behind me, and I didn’t need to look to know who it belongs to.
Something was off about Lucas the second I told Diana that I am still leaving after the meeting. He was more cheerful than before, more nonchalant and indifferent about me leaving than before.
Did it bother me? Ask me that out loud and I would scoff and lie my ass off saying it was the last thing on my mind, but in reality, it fucking hurt. Because a part of me was begging me to forgive him and give him another chance while the dominant part was shutting it down. And after what I saw, even that small part gave up on him as well and joined in on remaining mad and angry at him for playing me like that.
What baffled me was the sincerity behind his look and words last night and how much he conveyed his regret to me, while today, it was like he couldn’t care less about my feelings.
I guess psychopaths move on pretty quickly. It shouldn’t come as a surprise to me after everything I’ve seen so far.
I avoided glaring at him and headed for the front door.
When we reached the two black SUVs, Lucas ordered me strictly “You’ll ride with Alex, Angelina”
So now he doesn’t even want me to ride with him in the same car, too? Fuck you Lucas Snow.
Without glancing his way, I opened the passenger seat and climbed into the car with Alex in the driver’s seat.
We were alone in the car, and neither of us said anything to fill the silence.
I was pretty nervous. I didn’t want to see Zade in person, hear his voice, or even breathe the same air as him. I just wanted to leave behind this place and put everything that happened in this town behind me like a bad memory or a vivid nightmare that I’m hoping never to see again.
Even though I wanted to kill Zade with my bare hands, I knew I wasn’t capable of murder. At least not when there are people who want him dead just as badly as I do and have no problem pulling the trigger or whatever they were planning to do to make him suffer before killing him.
I was pretty much out of it the whole drive, distracted with my own thoughts, that I didn’t pay any attention to our destination until the car stopped outside a cemetery.
I turned my head to look at Alex questioningly when I saw him already gazing at me with curiosity in his eyes.
“I thought we were going to the border line for the meeting” I said in confusion.
“No, the meeting will take place here. Lucas is going to bring Zade over” he said firmly.
“And he’s just going to get in Lucas’s car, just like that? Without ensuring that you will hand me over to his men?” I asked incredulously.
“Yes, do you know why?”
“Why?”
“Because despite him being a cruel, vicious asshole, you’re still his daughter. And considering everything he has done here just to get you across, that should tell you that you mean something to him. He’ll do just about anything to not let Lucas do anything to you, including following his orders like a good little servant” he said firmly.
I couldn’t tell if there was any indirect blame or judgement for me in his words or not. His face was pretty composed which alarmed me more than it soothed me. This was the first time he talked to me since we met in the morning, and now I wish he would have remained silent.
I didn’t say anything back to him even though I had plenty. I had no idea what kind of man he is. Judging from what Jenny told me, he tends to show his kindness only to those close to his heart, while he shows his other side; his cruel, cold side, to everyone he considers a threat to him or his loved ones. Obviously, I wasn’t in the ‘loved ones’ category, which means he does think I’m a threat.
When I didn’t say anything to him, he asked in a serious tone “Do you want me to hand you over to Zade’s men so you could leave with them instead of going off on your own?”
I was taken so much by surprise at his question, I couldn’t form a response for a few seconds. His question made my heart beat faster inside me chest. The turn this conversation was taking was giving me more chills by the passing seconds.
“I thought Lucas was going to kill them all” I said tightly.
“I’m sure we can spare one man that can take you back to your father’s place. If that’s what you want, I can let you pass to the other side safely, without any harm coming to you from our people”
He couldn’t have said anything worse than this to make my blood boil inside my veins.
He carried on to make things much worse “I mean you do know he’s filthy rich with money and other things that can set you up for life, right? You don’t need to hide or run away. You don’t need to do just about anything to earn some money to put yourself through college. You can just go and take what’s rightfully been yours since birth and live an easy life. I won’t even judge you, none of us will. He is your father after all, you’re entitled to all his wealth”
I lost it then. All my carefulness and wariness of getting on his bad side, went out the window at those disgusting, despicable words I just heard coming out of him.
He is just as much of an asshole as his brother is.