Bittersweet Symphony (Bittersweet #4)(35)

“Yeah really…” I growled. I am about three seconds from laying him out. The room is growing quieter and quieter as all attention is focused on us.

“You think she wants you? That she won’t exploit your secrets?” The smile on his face is raising the hairs on the back of my neck. He talked like he has something he can hold over my head.

I leaned into his face, our noses almost touched and I take a deep breathe.

“I don’t think anything… Simply because I don’t have too. Kennedy wants me, and it’s not because I forced her to be with me.” I don’t think the f*cker realized who he is dealing with.

“She wants everyone, don’t think you’re special.”

“Funny… If I don’t recall she never wanted you, and that’s why you’re the hateful bastard you’re. Maybe if you fixed your attitude and stopped being a dick 100% of the time then maybe you can land a girl worth keeping.”

I am about ready to walk away, completely satisfied with everything that I have said. It doesn’t matter where someone like him went in life, he will never amount to anything treating people the way he does.

“She may not have ever wanted me, but it isn’t my father who beat me.”

The second the words were out of his mouth the beast is let lose. A curtain of rage blinded me as I tackled him to the ground. He doesn’t even try and resist against me. His head smacked off the wooden floor.

How does he know? Who told him? I am not seeing things for what they were, and a deep darkness is threating to take over me. My fingers gripped around his neck as I squeezed. I squeezed him as if I am trying to keep my secrets quiet. He can’t tell them if he can’t talk right?

I can hear people screaming, and yelling. Someone pulling on my shoulders but all I saw is the lifelessness seeping out of him. His ugly f*cking eyes closing and rolling back in his head. I know I have to stop. I know I have to loosen my hold but I can’t. How does he know? Who told him?

My grip loosened at the last moment as a group of guys pulls me off of him. I don’t dare look around the room to see the disgusted looks that these people will give me. They thought I am a monster and maybe I am. All I know is that if my secret came out there will be nothing holding me back from hurting him.

“Lay off the roids Hulk…” Mimi said as she pulls me and Kennedy out of the house before the ambulance got there. I don’t dare look at Kennedy. I don’t want to see the look of hate she will have on her face. I am evil, a bastard no better for her then Sam. The way I seen it I am no good for anyone.

“I’m fine.” I say roughly pulling from her. Mimi gave me the direst look known to mankind.

“Fine? Hulk slamming * through the concrete doesn’t consulate to “fine.” I needed to cool off, take some deep breaths drink a beer I don’t know.

I laid my head against a nearby tree, taking deep breaths. My nostril were flaring like a bulls and I am ready to blow at any minute. A pair of small hands landed on my back and I swirled around so fast she never has a chance of escaping me. A gasp left her lips, as I pushed her against the tree harshly.

“I’m sorry…” I mumble, my head immediately finding that spot on her neck that do all kinds of things for both of us. Two things were true about me, when once the blood started flowing I have two options I can f*ck the anger out, or fight it out.

Looking at Kennedy right now, I desperately wanted to f*ck her. Turn her insides to mush over and over again. Her mind, body, and soul will be filled with nothing but my name as she whispered it from her luscious lips.

“Don’t be sorry Ryder…” Her voice is low, and humming with a primal need. Something that I understood very well. I pushed myself into her body, so she can feel what she is doing to me. Through all the bullshit that just occurred I know there is one thing that the f*cker can never take from me. Kennedy Chaps. No matter what way you look at it. She will always be mine.

“Can we go? I kind of don’t want to stand here and watch porn, not when I can do that at home.” I turned around and saw Mimi standing there causally staring at us.

“If you think this is porn you don’t want to hear about…”

“Stop. Just don’t. If I have to hear about anything else… I might puke.” Mimi protested throwing her hands up. I turned my attention back to Kennedy. Her eyes were glowing with desire. A pink tint mirrored her cheeks.

I know it won’t be long before I have her, but first I have to deal with all of this. With Sam, and my father.

***

I knew what I needed to do but It didn’t mean I wanted to do it. There were so many times in my life I have been given the chance to stick up to a person like my father and didn’t I won’t allow Sam to grow up and turn into the same thing. I need to confront him to figure out how he knew what he knew.

I needed to remind him that it is I that have Kennedy’s heart and that I always will. I have got the info from Landon on where he lived, and as I threw my Charger into park I am still overcome with anger and anxiety. I know one day my secrets will come out, that I won’t be able to keep them in forever.

Ryder will know someday and I prayed his outlook on me will never change. I don’t want him to think less of me, or assume that it is his fault, because it never is.

Getting out of the car I take a look at the *s place. It is too nice for someone like him. Even if he does come from money.