His lip curled a little, and I could feel his anger radiate from his body as I frowned at him.
“Why’re you so mad at me?” I questioned.
“Are you cheatin’ on me?” He asked, his voice shockingly low.
I blinked with surprise, shock… and hurt.
“I… what?” I asked when nothing else would come out.
“Are. You. Cheating. On. Me?” he snarled.
He unknowingly just stabbed me in the heart with a knife.
I swallowed down the lump that formed in my throat and blinked back the tears that wanted to be shed. “If you have to even ask me that, then you’re truly lost to me.” I whispered, my heart pounding against my chest as pain surged through it.
“Answer the fucking question,” he bit out.
I shook my head. “No, I’m not cheatin’ on you.”
The muscles in his jaw rolled back and forth. “Do you want to cheat on me?”
Cue the twisting of said knife in my heart.
“No,” I answered. “I don’t want to cheat on you.”
“Then why,” he rumbled, “are you fooling around with a co-worker of yours? Who, by the way, will have one of his limbs broken by morning.”
Panic filled me.
“Don’t you dare hurt Ash!” I warned. “He is me friend, just me friend, and fuck Dominic for tellin’ you otherwise.”
“How do you know Dominic—”
“Because he picked me up from work and saw Ash ticklin’ me and, as usual, he jumped to conclusions!”
Ryder got in my face and pressed his body against mine using his hips to pin me against the kitchen counter. I knew he wouldn’t physically hurt me, even if I ever did cheat on him I knew he would never raise his hand to me, but that knowledge didn’t calm my spiked nerves.
“He had his hands on you?” he asked, his voice dangerously low.
I cleared my throat. “It was playful, Ryder. Harmless. Ash is me friend, and nothin’ more. He flirts with everyone on the ward—”
“Everyone on the ward isn’t my fianceé, are they?” he cut me off, his voice a growl.
My shoulders sagged. “No, they aren’t.”
“They why would you think it’d ever be okay to playfully mess around with some guy?”
I sent my jaw. “I do it with the girls all the time, but just because Ash has a dick you’re gettin’ bent out of shape.”
I gasped when Ryder lowered his face to mine. “The only dick that should ever be near you in any way is mine, do you understand me?”
I turned my head to the side. “You don’t own me, and you certainly don’t tell me who I can and cannot be friends with. Do you understand me?”
Ryder’s entire body tensed. He pushed away from the counter and began to pace back in forth in front of me like a caged lion.
“What do I have to do?” he hissed. “Piss on you to mark my territory?”
I clutched my chest. “How romantic.”
My sarcasm was met with Ryder’s rage.
“Cut the bullshit, Branna.”
“Says the man who constantly spews it.”
We stared at each other for a long moment until his beeping phone broke the silence. He angrily dug the device out of his pocket, pressed on the screen, read whatever message he received and set his jaw.
“Put the fuckin’ phone down for one second and focus on me!” I snapped.
“I am focused on you, and this isn’t over.” He growled at me whilst shoving his phone back in his pocket. “We’ll continue this later.”
With that said he turned around and stormed out of the kitchen, his heavy footsteps echoing throughout the house.
“Where are you goin’ now?” I bellowed, throwing my hands up in the air.
“You don’t need to fucking worry about it!” He shouted back.
When the front door slammed shut I screamed with frustration. Without thinking I turned, picked up the plate containing the potatoes I already peeled for dinner and threw it against the cupboards. I watched as it smashed into pieces and flew in all directions.
I stood staring at the mess I just caused and crumbled to my knees. Everything was a mess. My kitchen. My relationship. My fucking life. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to regulate my breathing, but it was no use, I was close to my breaking point.
“Bran,” I heard a voice murmur.
I looked up, and when I saw the grey eyes of Damien, I burst into tears.
“He’s being a dick, Bran,” Damien said as he bent down and put his arms around me. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but you both weren’t exactly being quiet. I heard what was said, and Dominic clearly fed Ry some bullshit and he just lost it.”
I hugged Damien back and let all my built up sorrow come out.
“Branna,” Damien sighed and swayed me from side to side. “Don’t cry, Mama Bear. It’ll be okay.”
That only caused me to cry harder because I knew how false that statement truly was.
“It won’t, Dame,” I sniffled.
He pulled back from our hug and frowned at me. “What do you mean?”
“I’m breakin’ up with him,” I whispered.
Telling another person, especially Ryder’s brother, about my plan made it feel much more real, and much more harrowing.
Damien swallowed. “You both just had a stupid fight, you don’t need to jump to—”