“No.” I take another step toward him. “You don’t hate me.”
“Yes, I do,” he spits the words at me and shrugs his t-shirt on.
“No. You. Don’t.” I bump my chest against his, my nipples hard enough to cut, and a plethora of emotions course through my veins. His arms go around me, and he holds me tight to his hard body.
His gazes pins me in place as he backs me up against the wall. “I don’t want to be your friend. I don’t want to be your anything.” He jerks away. His door flies open then slams shut with his departure.
His voice said he hates me, but his eyes said something much different.
I crack the door open and look out into the hallway for Killian but he’s not there. Then my tears fall.
Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I let him get to me?
Chapter 17
Liri
“Thanks for bringing my stuff.” I dig through the bag and take out what I want.
“No problem,” Hayley says, quietly. She seems weird. Distant maybe and I wonder if I did something to make her upset with me too. Last night was a mistake. I never should have drunk so much. I never should have come to this stupid house.
“Have you seen Killian?”
“No, but he left a trail of destruction on his way out.”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh well he broke a bunch of stuff and punched Woodrow in the face.”
“Why!?”
“For getting you drunk last night.”
“No one forced me.” I wince as my head continues to pound. The aspirin helped to dull the pain, but I am going to be suffering this headache all day. I hardly had the energy to get dressed. Every single time I rake my brush through my hair it gets caught in a tangle and I want to cry at the pain that shoots through my head.
“Try telling Killian that.” She moves off the spot she was perched on the bathtub. “Let me. We are supposed to meet your mom in like twenty minutes.”
“Thanks.” I drop my brush into her hand. “Is everyone mad at me?”
“Why would they be mad at you? All you did was have some fun. It was funny except for Killian acting all barbaric and crazy. I don’t think he has ever truly felt anything for anyone until you, Liri, and I don’t know what to do about it. Maybe you should just fuck him and put him out of his misery.” She grins.
“Stop it. That is not the answer to whatever this is. I doubt that I am the first girl he has ever liked.”
“I think you are the first girl he has ever worried what you think of him. He is used to being in control and taking what he wants and screw everyone else but you…you don’t take his shit.”
“He told me that he hates me.”
She changes the subject. “Have you talked to Hunter yet?”
“No. I am afraid to open my messages. Based on the number of them I am sure he has saw the video.”
“I think the world has watched that video.” She smacks my butt with the paddle side of my brush, and I yelp. “We both know that Hunter isn’t going to work out. You like Killian. And don’t you dare tell me that you don’t. Watching the two of you last night…we could all see it. You guys seriously need to bang and get it over with.”
“Not everything is about sex.”
“Sex would fix a lot of the issues between you and Killian. Trust that. The tension between you guys is so thick it is going to smother anything in your path like a freaking wildfire.” She smooths the brush through my hair again. “All done.”