CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 9

Hearing AJ say that was like a slap in Callie’s face. She felt kind of betrayed. It was hard to explain. She had been stuck in this hell hole for almost two weeks now… In that time Tristan had changed. He seemed somewhat obsessed with her. He was acting as though he would die if she wasn’t in his arms all the time. He was always touching her, always stroking her hair or touching her lips… He found it hard not to touch her and as much as she hated the fucker, she found it sort of comforting.

AJ saying what he did… That really got to Callie. She found the words that she needed to say to that wanker stuck in her throat. AJ had absolutely no issue with saying it how he saw it.

“Why do you look so shocked? You can see firsthand how it works here…” It was like AJ was trying to get a reaction out of his brother. “Tell her Tristan… Tell her how we play…” Tristan inhaled a drag of his cigar before he spoke.

“All for one, one for all…” He said shrugging his shoulders. Callie felt sick.

“You think I will allow you to touch me?” She asked AJ now. She turned her head so she was looking right at AJ. She was about to throw up. Keep it together Callie… Keep it together…

“I’m sure I can persuade you… Just like Tristan did… Ask Sally, it’s fun to share…”

Sally the stupid bitch who had come into the room earlier on throwing clothes at her. “You stop fucking with Tristan’s head!” Callie looked at her in shock.

“Are you fucking with me right now? You are telling me to stop fucking with that fucker’s head? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“You are what’s wrong with me! You… You are ruining everything. Just fuck off already. Play like you want to please him so you can fuck off already.”

“Go back to your pimp and leave me alone.” Callie was distraught. This bitch really did not feel shit for her. It was like they were not related at all.

Now hearing AJ make that comment… It made her want to throw up.

“Or go and fuck yourself.” Callie was done. This son of a bitch needed to fuck off out of her way as did Tristan. Fuck them both. How dare he offer her to his brother… How fucking dare he! “You are pathetic, much like your brother over here… Both fucking sick bastards.”

“Oh no, don’t say that…” AJ clearly mocking her. Callie drew in a deep breath looking away. Don’t let them rile you up.

Tristan changed the subject not long after, he spoke to AJ about some kind of business deal. Callie was upset. She left them there and went down to walk around the yard. Maybe she could find a way to escape. She wanted to test to see if the gates would react like Tristan said they would. She grabbed a branch off the ground and hurled it hard at the gate. Sure enough it zapped. Fuck!

There was so many guards with big guns around. It was a little disturbing. The amount of caution that was taken here was alarming…

Callie sat on the grass and took in the sun. She was deprived… Her body needing to feel alive. She sat there and allowed the warmth of the sun to come over her.

It wasn’t until Lilliana walked over to her and told her that Tristan wanted her back inside that she moved.

“Why?” Callie did not want to go back.

“Breakfast.”

“Not hungry…”

“Maybe just go…” Callie reluctantly stood up. She wrapped the shirt around the words shortest and tightest dress hating how she looked in it.

“Do you have anything I can change into? My sister is doing it deliberately, giving me shit like this to wear…”

“Um, yeah… Come on…”

Callie walked back with Lilliana and as she was going to follow her up the stairs Tristan grabbed her arm and stopped her. “What?” She asked nudging her arm out of his grip.

“Breakfast.”

“I need to change first. I can’t stay in this.” She was so out of her comfort zone. Tristan surprised the hell out of her when he nodded his head. Okay then…

Breakfast was another experience altogether. The way the women served these fuckers was really fucked. It was like their only goal in life was to serve them and please them in every sense of the word.

Callie did not understand any of it.

Somebody like Sally who had the world at her feet, she was stunning, had a great upbringing… Why would she stoop so low to be put in this position? Why? It was disturbing… It was sickening to watch.

Lilliana, stunning woman, great personality… What the fuck did she get out of being a door mat for these assholes? Lilliana was the quietest of the lot. She did not overly flaunt her goods or do much sexually in front of everybody like the other girls did. She had some kind of class and kept it clean most of the times. Even her dress sense was nowhere near as provocative as the other girls.

Callie kept her mouth shut during the entire meal. It wasn’t worth it… She was done… Hearing what Tristan had said to AJ that he could have her once he was done with her… It really got to her. She wasn’t able to shake that feeling off.

The day was spent pretty much doing nothing at all. The men were doing something in secret, they sat away from everybody and Callie was left alone with the girls. Great…

Jarred and Max were with Tristan and AJ and it was just so weird to be here in the first place. At least she was in jeans and a tee now. She didn’t feel so overly exposed.

Lilliana was the only one who engaged her in any sort of conversation. Callie didn’t understand how her sister, her only sister was able to treat her like a complete stranger.

It was somewhat humiliating how Sally showed the world just how much she resented her.

It was getting dark when the boys returned and joined them. Tristan sat beside her and she tensed. That fucker wanted to hand her over to his brother? He didn’t even look her way, a cigar in his mouth and drink in his hand looking like the world’s cockiest man alive.

He ordered Britney to dance for them. Callie did not fit in this scene at all. She wanted to leave, this was too much for her to watch.

Britney was more than happy to accommodate, she danced so provocatively for the men giving them a great show. It was stupid, sitting here pretending that this was okay was stupid. Callie was over it, she was leaving.

As she came to stand up Tristan grabbed her arm forcing her to remain seated. What the fuck? She tried to nudge her arm out his grip but it was useless, the son of a bitch had a deathlike grip on her. “Fuck off.” She snapped hating how he was making her think of him in ways she shouldn’t be.

He squinted his dark eyes at her when she said that. He was trying to work out how to do this. He held her arm tightly refusing to let her get up. “Where the fuck do you think to go?” He asked looking right into her eyes.

“I’m not sitting here watching this. It’s vulgar.” She was done keeping her mouth shut. The entire day and she was a mute, fuck it. Her shock at hearing AJ say that they were going to share her around had shut her up the entire day, she had been too shocked to do anything at all. She managed to pull herself together now. She would not go down without a fight.

No more giving in to Tristan… He was manipulating her body to be how he wanted her to be… No more. Callie was not an idiot, she knew what his game was and she really didn’t have the tools to fight him, didn’t mean she was going to make it easy on him, especially after what was said this morning.

Sharing her around… Over her dead body!

The place become deadly quiet suddenly. Callie smiled happy enough that she managed to fuck up the evening for them.

“Vulgar or not, you will sit here and behave.” The condescending bastard said. He was squeezing her arm in warning and Callie could not help wincing from the pain. “Understood?”

Nothing got to Callie more than being spoken to like she was a retard. This fucker was talking to her like she was some special needs child. He raised his eyebrows waiting for her to respond. At this point her arm was so very sore, he was hurting her making sure she understood what he was saying.

“Okay…” She couldn’t take the pain.

“Good girl…” Ohhhh, oh how she hated this man.

Thankfully Tristan let go of her arm but not before putting his arm around her shoulders. He moved his head down as though to kiss her making her freeze in her spot. She was not sure what the fuck he was doing… Only he didn’t kiss her, he spoke in her ear.

“Would you like to dance for me? Put on a dance like Britney?”

Callie heard the threat… He was giving her a warning that if she didn’t do as she was told he would put her on show… Good luck trying to get her to do shit for him. Callie rolled her eyes and turned her away. She wanted to move away from him, his arm around her shoulders suffocating her. She just needed space. Some space…

“Are you going to keep this up?” Marla asked Callie when things seemed to have settled.

“What?”

“We want to enjoy the night, you are bringing down the vibe…” Nice.

“I want to leave is what I want… Trust me sugar don’t want to be here…”

“Let her go baby…” Marla was speaking seductively to Tristan now. For some stupid reason Callie tensed up. Why was it affecting her if Marla was seducing him? Why did Callie even care? She didn’t… She didn’t give a fuck… So why then was she becoming really agitated.

“Na, she’ll sit here and learn to behave.” Was Tristan’s reply. Callie was doing her best to keep from retorting but they were making it really hard. This bastard claimed he loved her? What a joke… Sharing her around…

“Question…” Callie decided to do her own thing now. Fuck them all. If he wanted her around she was going to be how she wanted to be. Tristan seemed amused.

“Go on…” He wanted to hear it. She smiled and looked over at AJ too. “This one is for you also…” AJ the biggest jerk alive squinted his eyes as he waited for her to ask her question.

“Please ask away…” He was smirking. Okay fucker…

“Do you love the girls?”

“What?” AJ scoffed when she asked that.

“It’s a simple question. Do you love the girls… I mean… It’s a yes or no answer.”

“What’s it to you?”

“Again, a simple question. Indulge me…” She was going to fuck them all up. If Tristan was thinking to hand her over to his brother and his friends… Yeah, Callie was going to get creative.

That was the one thing about Callie, she studied her situation. She learnt from her surroundings. What she got from being with Tristan was that AJ was fearful of the change in Tristan… She would use that to her advantage.

“They know what their role is.”  AJ said smarty avoiding the question.

“And that is?”

“To serve us…” She smiled and nodded her head.

“So what you’re saying is that you don’t love them… Okay…”

“Nobody cares what you think Callie. Shut up.” Sally bit now. Callie looked at her sister and wanted to gauge her eyes out.

“Oh shut up… I’m talking to your pimp.”

She knew she was getting to them all. She looked at Jarred and at Max now. “Do you share the girls too or do you have to pay?”

Tristan turned Callie around roughly so she was facing him. He grabbed her face hard. “You will keep your mouth shut.” He was pissed off… Good, she was doing what she set out to do. “Last warning…” With that he let go of her face abruptly.

“Dude, send her to the room.” Max now. “She’s a fucking head doer…”

“No, she will sit and be a good little girl.” Was Tristan’s response. Callie was angry, her insides were burning. She was going to explode if she didn’t get the fuck out of here. “Britney, come here baby…” Callie tensed when Tristan said that, she did not like where this was going. Britney smiled at Tristan’s request. “On all fours and crawl over to me…”

Callie was downright appalled watching this take place. Britney didn’t even flinch, she got down onto her knees and crawled her way over to Tristan. She licked her lips when she was on her knees before him. Nope… No fucking way…

Callie was not going to sit there and watch this… No fucking chance in hell.

“You know what to do.” Tristan leaned back on the sofa as Britney began to undo his jeans. Yeah fuck this…

Callie managed to get up and get away from Tristan. “You have not been dismissed.” Tristan was being such a fucking animal.

“Fuck you.” She was livid. Callie didn’t give a fuck, she walked right up to the front doors and shoved the guard away. “Open the fucking door!” She snapped at the guard. The guard who looked over at the men now. Tristan must have nodded his head because the guard actually pressed the code in and let her out.

Callie walked out the front and looked at the big gates. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

She was so frustrated. She looked at the cars that were lined up and grabbed a big rock using all the might to hurl it at one of the cars. The window cracked. She grabbed another rock and did the same thing to the other car. Fuck them!

Alarms began to go off.

Callie was a woman gone mad. The fact that she was jealous… The fact that she could actually be jealous… It was getting to her head. Everything was just so confusing.

She was going to fuck them all up, Tristan would let her go. She was already getting on all their nerves… She would not stop, Callie was going to ruin his relationship with his brother. She would put a wedge in between them or die trying. Fuck it… They wanted to fuck with her… She would fuck with them right back.

As she grabbed an even bigger rock to hurl at the cars Tristan grabbed it out of her hand. They had an audience, everybody was outside now… The alarms obviously drawing them out.

“What the fuck?” Tristan looked at the cars as though truly shocked that she had dared to touch them.

Right now, right now Callie didn’t give a fuck what the consequences were for her actions. She grabbed another rock and used all of her strength as she threw it on the front glass of the car… The window shattered…

“My bad…” She said giving him puppy dog eyes. Was not expecting the backhander that she received right across her face sending her to the ground hard. Fuck!

She hit her head on the ground and it felt a lot like she was bleeding. Fuck… “No Lilliana, you stay right where you are baby…” Lilliana was coming to help her? Sally nothing… Sally stood there with the others watching this all unfold.

“She’s hurt her head Tristan… She’s bleeding…” Lilliana seemed genuinely concerned.

“She’ll be fine.” Tristan appeared really calm… Too calm type of a thing. He grabbed Callie’s arm and pulled her up so she was on her feet. She swayed unable to fully focus. Ouch…

“You fucking deal with her…” AJ was angry. Oh no… Did she damage the fucker’s car? She was super sorry… “I mean it Tristan, deal with her or I will!” With that an angry AJ stormed off inside. Tristan looked around and yelled for everybody to fuck off.

The minute they were alone Tristan wrapped his hand around her neck and pulled her into his body. He was pissed alright, his jaw was clenching, she could actually feel the anger radiate from his body.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” He asked her through clenched teeth. “Ha?” He yelled in her face now. Callie was too lightheaded to focus. She was going to pass out… Or vomit…

Ended up vomiting. She had no control over anything right now. Her head was spinning. Did not feel any better after she threw up, if anything she felt like she was going to black out…

Must have hit her head harder than she thought… Like the world was spinning…

And she was out cold. Callie did not remember a single thing after she vomited. She had no idea what happened after that.

That was like the worst feeling of her life… Her body went into a sweat before she literally passed out, all she recalled was that intense ringing in her ear… That was it, the entire world went black…

Total darkness.

Wasn’t a bad thing to black out… It beat having to deal with the pain… Being concussed went in her favour… If she was blacked out, she didn’t have to deal with everything that was going on around her.

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Tristan felt sick in his gut. Seeing Callie hurt… He had to show them that he was still in control. He needed to show them all that he was still the same. That Callie did not make him weak…

Once she blacked out he picked her up and held her inside to the medic room. The inhouse nurse quickly tended to her. Tristan was going to lose his head… He was doing everything in his power to show them all that she meant shit to him.

His brother and his cousins were picking up on it… He just wanted them to think that she was another bimbo… That she meant nothing… He didn’t like it that she was a challenge to them.

Callie was not making it easy… He was doing his best to keep from hurting her but she pushed… She pushed too far at times. It was very dangerous to fuck with his cousins and his brother. Was never going to go in her favour.

Callie tried to take Tristan on too… Where did that land her? Right here… Right here under his control.

Tristan left her with the nurse and returned to join the others. AJ was angry. He had a cigar and was pointing it at Tristan now. “You will fucking deal with her… She fucked my car!”

“It’s fine… It can be fixed…” Tristan was doing his best to keep it like this was no big deal.

“You have lost your fucking head brother…” AJ was just angry, he would calm down. It would be hard for him to sit back and not do anything in a situation like this. They were doers… If something needed to be done they would do it… Simple. “You think by smacking her some that it’s okay?”

“Okay, what the fuck do you want me to do? It’s done. Let it go…”

Tristan was actually surprised that Sally made no attempt to go and check up on her sister. Lilliana looked really uncomfortable with this all and seemed edgy. It was like she wanted to go and see if Callie was okay. Tristan wanted her to go but didn’t want to say it in front of everybody.

He watched as Lilliana made up her mind, she came to leave quietly hoping not to be seen. Of course AJ saw it all. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” He snapped. AJ was very perceptive. He noticed everything.

“I…” Lilliana was buckling now.

“She’s going to check on Callie.” Marla was happy to say that.

“It’s just… She was bleeding. Her head looked bad…” Lilliana seemed nervous now.

“You want to check up on Callie?” AJ tilted his head at her now. Lilliana rubbed her lips together unsure how to reply to that. AJ was probably one of the most intimidating men he had ever come across. He understood why she would be uneasy standing there having to deal with him.

“She’s hurt…”

Tristan actually felt bad for Lilliana. Again, a first for him… He never really cared how AJ dealt with the women, having said that, the women never gave them a reason to be displeased.

“Yeah go…” Tristan spoke now. He indicated for Lilliana to go with this hand. She seemed unsure what to, hesitant at first but eventually she did go. Tristan turned his attention to his brother. “You want to calm down bro…”

“You want to tell me how to be now?”

“What the fuck man… I fucked the girl up… She’s injured. Lilliana is obviously not used to seeing that. Relax… It’s not about her.”

“Fucked up brother…” AJ nodded his head as though coming to some sort of conclusion in his head. Tristan decided to let it go, he wasn’t about to get into it with him now.

Truth of the matter was that Tristan’s head was with Callie. He wanted to know if she was okay, he wanted to see her but in doing that the men would not be too happy.

He sat there with them for a while making it out like he was happy to be there, he tried to be engaged with the conversation and whatnot but it was hard. Lilliana returned and he looked at her waiting for an update.

She seemed hesitant to say anything. “Tell us Lilliana, how is she?” AJ was still not over it.

“She’s awake… She hit her head hard and the nurse says that it’s a concussion.” Nice.

“Do you feel better after seeing her?” AJ wasn’t letting up. Lilliana licked her lips trying to figure out how to reply to him.

“I’m sorry AJ… I…”

“You what baby?”

Looked a lot like Lilliana was going to start crying. AJ was a fucking cunt of a man if he wanted to be. He was lethal… Really didn’t give a fuck. He did not tolerate mistakes at all. Especially from those supposed to be loyal to him.

“I don’t know.” Lilliana’s voice was shaky.

“Right… Come here…” Lilliana walked over to AJ now. Marla who was sitting beside him was quick to move and let Lilliana sit down in her spot. Lilliana sat down and it looked a lot like she was awaiting her doom. AJ held her chin up forcing her to look him in the eyes. “All good baby… I’ll deal with you later.” He said before he kissed her on her mouth sticking his tongue down her throat.

Lilliana didn’t really do much, she sat there allowing AJ to do as he wanted before he pulled away. Tristan ordered Britney to play some music wanting to ease the tension.

Tristan remained with the rest for a few hours before he left the crowd. He found Callie laying down in the treatment room looking vacantly into nothing. She frowned when she noticed him standing there.

“Up.” He ordered her. Callie sat up slowly and it looked like she was still a little dizzy. She managed to get to her feet. “Let’s go.” She had a lumpy bruise on her temple and a cut there. The nurse had cleaned it up nicely.

Callie followed Tristan out of the room and up the stairs. He opened the bedroom door for her and she walked inside. She walked right into the room and straight to the bathroom.

Tristan gave her some time to do what she needed to do. He knew she was having a shower. Once she was done she walked out of the room with a towel. Not even looking his way, she grabbed one of his shirts and wore it before she made her way into the bed.

He felt a tug in his heart. She looked so broken.

Tristan had himself a shower also before he made his way into the bed beside her. He turned to lay on his side facing her. Tristan stroked her hair and she frowned at him.

“Don’t touch me.”

“This is all your own fault. Why the carry on?” He could tell she wasn’t doing great. He felt fucking bad… He hadn’t meant for this to happen…

“Leave me alone…”

“You did nothing but piss them all off. I’m telling you now, you will not win against AJ… Stop… Stop trying to piss him off.”

“Yeah, I’ll just let him fuck me, get him off my case then… Much like I did with you…” Hearing her say that got to his core. Tristan tensed.

“Stop being stupid Callie…”

“That’s what you told him right? You are going to share me around when you’re done? It’s what you do… All for one and one for all…”

“Callie…”

“Fuck off. Just leave me alone. I want to go home. It’s getting old… I want to fuck off and go home.”

Tristan didn’t like this at all. He wasn’t ready to let her go… He wasn’t ready to be without her.

“And what? Ha? You go home and what?”

“I forget ever knowing you. I pretend that you didn’t fuck my life up. I pretend that you didn’t to me what you did… I pretend that I never met you.” She sounded so passionate. Tristan felt sick… How on earth was he going to let her go? How?

“That easy?”

“I want to go home. Do you hear me? I’ll kill myself Tristan… If AJ or Jarred… Or Max think to touch me. I’ll kill myself before I ever let that happen to me again. Do you get that? I will rather die than be touched by any of them… I would rather die than have you ever touch me again…”

“I… I can’t let you go…” Tristan felt so fucking stupid. The truth of the matter was he was selfish, too selfish to let her go. He wanted to keep her… He sort of needed her…

“What more is there Tristan? Ha? You have done more than enough to me… What more is there?” He could hear the desperation in her voice.

“I love you…” She gave him a bitchy laugh when he said that.

“You love me? You love me by telling them that you will share me around? Is that how you love me?”

“I will never share you.” Tristan found himself saying. “I just… I can’t show them that I love you.”

“Why? Because you know how stupid it is? Because you know how dumb you will look to them? You look dumb to me… Hearing you say that is fucked up… I don’t want your love. Do you get that? I want nothing to do with you.”

That said, Callie turned around so her back was facing him. Fuck!

The entire night and Callie was moaning in her sleep. He knew she was in pain. She sat up at one point of the night and placed her head in her hands.

“Do you need something for the pain?” He asked her. She pulled her head up and looked down at him. “I’ll call the nurse.”

Tristan called and told the nurse to send up some strong pain killers for Callie.

Callie took the pills before she rested her head down on the pillow.

Next few days and Tristan did not let Callie out of the room. She didn’t even argue, actually she send nothing to him. Nothing. She was very quiet and withdrawn. He was losing his head. Tristan made no attempt to touch her, he just wanted her to get better.

By the fourth day of having her in the room Tristan finally let her out. He was sick of his brother and his cousins making comments about why he was keeping her away.

“Here.” Tristan handed her some clothes from Lilliana. She looked at the clothes before she looked at Tristan. “Get dressed and meet me downstairs.”

What she did next surprised him. She placed the clothes down on the bed and went to sit on the sofa looking out the balcony doors.

“Callie… Get dressed…”

“No.”

“You want to stay in here?” He sort of snapped.

“Yep.” She was one confusing bitch. She always had a way of making him feel like nothing was ever good enough.

“Get dressed.” He shook his head at her nonsense.

“I’m not leaving this room. Fuck off and leave me alone.”

“Fine. You want to stay in here… Stay.” He bit before he walked out of the room making sure to slam the door behind him.

“Morning…” Britney was quick to greet him. He wasn’t in the mood for anybody. The fact that he refrained from fucking the girls for almost four weeks now was something. Everybody sensed how fucked up this situation was.

It was a no brainer. Tristan wasn’t good at hiding how he felt for Callie. Everybody was picking up on it.

“So where is she then?” AJ wanted to start bright and early.

“She’s not your fucking concern.” He snapped irritated at the world. Tristan could see how taken aback AJ was with that. “Stop asking about her. Everybody just stop fucking talking about her! She’s nobody’s business but mine.”

“No longer trying to show us that she means shit to you then?” AJ was a fucker alright. He knew exactly how Tristan felt about Callie.

“No I’m not. I love her okay! Is that what you want to hear? Ha? Okay I love her… No you can all fuck off about it.”

“She got you then… She managed to fuck with your head…” AJ looked disappointed.

“How? Ha? How has she managed to do shit. It’s all me… I’m the one keeping her here. I’m the one who won’t let her go… I’m the one who is getting pissed every time your attention is on her… Me! So please, just stop fucking talking about her.”

“Nice one Tristan… You’re letting her win. Are you that fucking pussy whipped to see what is taking place?”

“Enough AJ… Just fucking stop… Okay. Just fucking stop!” Tristan was angry. He was just irritated at his life right now. Why the fuck did he have to fall for Callie? Why? She was not even his fucking type.

He hated how opinionated she was, hated how sure of herself she was, how she didn’t need him, how she didn’t look at him like he was some god… He hated it that he could not fully control her… He was just so fucking confused. How did he fall for her?

Tristan kicked the coffee table hard and cursed aloud. “Fuck!”

The entire room fell deadly silent. He looked at Lilliana now. “Go and tell her she’s going home.” Best bet was for Tristan to get her out of here. AJ and his cousins were not going to let this pass. It was for the best that she did not stick around.

He knew for a fact that the girls were not happy with Tristan’s declaration of love for her. He wasn’t sure how far they would take it.

Tristan saw the look of confusion on all the faces when he up and said that to Lilliana. Lilliana nodded her head and left to do what he wanted.

“You’re letting her go? Why the quick decision?” AJ was fucking his head up. “You think I’d hurt her?” Was that a threat.

“You touch her AJ and…”

“You’ll what brother? You’ll what?”

“Fuck off. You stay the hell away from her.”

“Will do. As long as you stay away from her also.”

What?

“Fuck off. Keep out of my affairs…” Tristan wasn’t sure what the fuck was going on with AJ… What was his problem? He was taking it so bad… How did it affect him that he was in love with Callie.

It was like she got one on them all… AJ was looking at it like a challenge… He could see the resentment in his eyes. It was like Callie won and they all knew it.

Took about twenty minutes before Lilliana returned. Callie was with her… Callie stood there looking at Tristan. “You want to go home?” He asked her now. Tristan was about to explode, he really was, he did not like how this was working out. “Say something, you want out right?”

“Yes.” Of course she did. You could see how sceptical she was. She didn’t believe him.

AJ leaned back on the sofa, he was watching this all unfold. Tristan knew that AJ was waiting to see if Tristan was going to see it through.

“Okay well… Go. Off you go.” Tristan indicated for her to leave with his hand. “Go. You want to leave… Go.”

“What’s this about?” Callie asked squinting her eyes at him. “You’re letting me go?”

“Yeah…” He nodded his head as he lit himself a smoke. He was doing his best to let his happen.

“Just like that?”

“What the fuck more is there?” He snapped angrily. She bit her bottom lip and nodded her head.

“Okay… Well let me out then.”

Yeah, this bitch wanted out. She didn’t seem to give a fuck how bad she was killing him right now. The fact that she didn’t care at all… She didn’t feel shit for him… Tristan wanted to grab his gun and kill her. That’s all he wanted to do, he wanted to kill her so she didn’t leave him.