NovelOnlineChapter 105 Chapter 105 Brooklyn I could kill him.
My teeth clench, my lips press into a thin line.
I could absolutely murder Aden Kenwood.
My eyes flick to the kitchen door as I storm towards the garage.
For a second, I think about all the sharp knives in that kitchen that would helpdo the job, but then I push the thought out of my mind.
Aden deserves a far worse death than that. Something medieval. Boiled alive in a vat of tar, or- I slam into someone's chest as I push through the door to the garage, someone trying to enter the house just as I'm leaving it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI give a small shriek, pulled from my murderous thoughts and whipping my head up to see- Lucas.
"Brooklyn." He pauses, reaching out his hands to steadyafter almost knockingover. "Are you okay?" "You're an asshole, too!" I exclaim, pushing his hands off my shoulders and impulsively shoving him in the chest.
He stumbles a few steps back, his face shocked.
"Wait, what?" His brows drawn together. "What did I—" "You know what you did," I snap, advancing on him and pointing an accusing finger in his face. "You pretended to like me, and this whole tyou were sleeping with—" "Brooklyn!" Lucas hisses, looking around wildly and lunging forward to grab my arm. "Would you shut up?" I press my lips shut, feeling guilty as I realize that in my rage I almost betrayed Hudson for the second ttoday. Lucas is right-in this house, you never know who is listening. Still, it doesn't make him any less of a dick. "Get off of me," I demand, my teeth clenched as I shake his hand free. "And getkeys to one of the cars!" "Are you... sure?" he asks, baffled.
"Do it!" I shout, completely losing my cool and feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes, which I slam shut.
I have to get out of here I have to leave this horrible place, where I'm constantly tricked, and lied to, and insulted, and offered obscene amounts of money to-to- "Brooklyn," Lucas's voice is gentle after a moment of hesitation. I open my eyes to find concern written all over his face.
"I'm so sorry, Brooklyn." I can't help the tears that slide down my face, and I feel all of the strength go out of me.
"Please, Lucas," I beg, shaking my head. "Just getthe keys-I need to get out of here." He hesitates, glancing towards the door, but then he nods.
"All right," he agrees, perhaps feeling bad for wrappingup in his lies.
"Just don't run away for good. He'll find you. Just take the Prius, go somewhere, and cool down.
I nod, brushing my hands across my cheeks to clear my tears.
Lucas goes over to the metal case where the keys to all the cars are kept, unlocking it and handinga set.
"The purple one, in the corner," he says gently. "Can you... drive?" "Yes of course I can drive," I mumble, glaring at him again.
Why does everyone in this house treatlike I'm stupid? veline I walk away from him without a backwards glance, climbing into car at the end of the row and opening the garage door with the little button on the roo When I get to the gates at the front of the estate, they instantly begin to roll open for me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI grit my teeth as I watch them open the path to my escape angry because I know Aden is lettinggo.
It wouldn't be hard for him to lock these gates, to preventfrom leaving Bubinstead he's sendinga subtle message. He's fine with it if I steal his car and leave without another word.
He knows I'll be back.
Half an hour later, I've ended up where I need to go.
I pound up the steps to the house,
and twist the doorknob, expecting it to fall open with its familia creak, but ith its bump against it when it fails to open. Suddenly, I fall inwards as the door opens.
Then, I don't know what comes over me. I start pounding against it, over e! and over, tear's spilling down my face. "Letin!" I cry.
And just like that, the door opens, and I fall inside.
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