You Love Me?

Bella:

“What the hell were you thinking?” I yelled, pacing around the room while Ryder sat on the bed calmly.

His attitude was driving me nuts, and I couldn’t understand this weird obsession with his mom that he couldn’t let go of. I loved my father so much, but I had learned to deal with it.

“Bella,” he called out calmly, but I wasn’t having it, so I didn’t respond. “Bella, you are not even listening to me.”

“Listening to what, exactly? I get it! She betrayed you, but is it worth beating an innocent kid? You are seventeen! A year to being an adult, and you could have gone to jail! We were in a different pack, Ryder, and anything could have happened!” I screamed with every vein in my body popping out.

“And why does that bother you so much? You wouldn’t be going to jail with me or getting into trouble.”

I glanced at him when he said this, then I scoffed, walking over to a table to lean on it with my palm placed on my forehead. This was more draining than I imagined.

“It does not bother