Blame

Jake’s words stung and teared filled my eyes to the brim. My vision blurred as Jake glared back at me. I wasn’t prepared for the hate or anguish in his eyes. I wasn’t expecting to hear about his pain or that he was in mourning. I didn’t want to think about his wanting to be with her. He had us and maybe it was selfish but I didn’t want him to want her. I didn’t want him to want anyone else.

I swayed back and dropped my hands to the bed in an attempt to hold myself upright. Jake moved forward but stopped when tears streamed down my cheeks. Viktor was up on his feet and by my side in an instant. I felt drained. I just wanted to sleep. The bed dipped as he sat by my side. I leaned against him and rested my head on his shoulder.

“If you cared about us at all you would have at least let us know that you were okay. You would have let us know that something came up and you were going to be late. That way we wouldn’t worry. Do you regret choosing us? Is that why you’re angry? Maybe you think