Heart of Redemption (Hearts #2)

15. Margo

Chapter 15

Margo

A s I watched Adrianna decline the offer of partying with us tonight, all the girls packed up in one car. There was visibly no more room for me to get in with them.

The rank smell of sweaty hockey players and axe body spray was also not that appealing to the nose. But my thoughts on getting even more blisters by walking to a club also made me even more nauseous.

I took a deep breath, my eyes made contact with Colton and his friends, “You want a ride Hamilton?” He asked while opening the door.

Before I could even answer, a muscled arm wrapped itself around my waist, “She’s fine.” Liam’s voice emerged next to me.

Colton only winked and followed it with a smirk, “Okay Hamilton, I’ll see you there.”

As they drove off, I pulled my body away from Liam who looked at me with distasteful eyes. I couldn’t even begin to list off the many reasons on why he has no right to be angry with me.

“I can live my own life, thank you very much.” I spit out like it was venom in my tongue.

“We both know you are only with him because you are trying to make me jealous, just like when Gollum approached you this morning.” He shook his head with an egotistical laugh.

The nerve of William Brookshire was something that needed to be studied, because it made absolutely no sense.

“Not everything is about you, Liam.” I counter as he looked into my eyes.

“Whatever Margo, you are not going to that party.” He pulled all of his belongings up to his shoulders as I smiled at him.

“Liam you are either taking me to this party or I’m walking there. You cannot stop me from having fun tonight especially when I fucking need it.” I couldn’t help but feel my stomach drop, almost like I wanted to cry in front of him, but my mind wouldn’t let me.

I didn’t want to party. I just wanted to be with him. Which was revolutionary considering that I was known to be the party girl in the whole University.

Liam took a second to look at me and let out a large sigh, before getting on top of his motorcycle. He urged to his back seat with a scowl.

“I’m with you the whole fucking night.” He snarled. I stood there shocked and confused before he continued with his proclamations.

“Get in before I change my mind.” He turned his head straight ahead so he wouldn’t have to look into my eyes.

If he ended things and he broke my heart, then why was he having a hard time looking at me without love.

This should be easier for him, he shouldn’t be cockblocking me and he certainly shouldn’t be caring about me.

I got on Liam’s motorcycle; his hands urged my arms to wrap around his abdomen. I was quite sure that space was what we needed. Isn’t space what every broken-up couple needed?

Not us. As much as I tried rejecting it, I found comfort being around Liam. I craved his touch and my body being enveloped around his arms.

I could feel myself shake as I inched myself closer to his body. He started his engine and drove off, I felt him tense up like he wanted to resist that he was enjoying me being around him.

Was I truly that revolting that he couldn’t want me?

Did the nights we spent together mean nothing to him?

Did the night of Maya’s party mean shit?

I looked up at him, no emotions rested on his face. Which kind of gave me my answer. I am now a victim of Liam Brookshire’s long list of women he has played successfully.

And somehow, I didn’t hate him for it, only I was disappointed because I saw it coming and still wished for different results, hoped for a different ending. It felt so real for it not to be.

But at the end of the day, he did what he did, he did what he wanted, and he did it with a smug face and a laughing tone.

All those sleepless nights with him, all the kisses, the picnics, the laughter, the facemasks and the flowers went down the drain with our memories.

We were just how we were in the start, the beginning where we acknowledged each other’s presence, but it didn’t mean more than that, it was like our love and us as a whole were wiped from the face of the planet.

I wondered if this was how it was going to be for the rest of my life, I was either going to try and marry for love but at the end of the day I was too unlovable to want.

The second option was to marry for financial reasons and let my parents pick who would take care of me, even if it wasn’t for love.

Why did the other option sound better?

As we arrived in front of the club, Liam got off his motorcycle first, then offering me a helping hand to get off, I didn’t need his help and got off myself.

“Thanks for the ride.” I snarked as I looked at the club, “Don’t let Colton fool you, Raine.” He voiced as I took a deep breath.

I had no intentions of being with Colton, let alone spending the night with him. But there also wasn’t a problem making Liam sweat a little bit.

“I don’t think my love life has anything to do with you now, does it Liam?” I dusted off my clothing as he went quiet..

“Now if you will excuse me.” I took a deep breath before making my way to the club. I looked back for only a moment to see Liam stood next to his motorcycle; his gaze never left mine.

I wondered if this was how it was going to be forever. Him watching me from a distance, not knowing how he ruined something so beautiful.

I shouldn’t care. Should I even still fight for it?

As the bouncer let me in, my first view was Verina doing shots on top of a table and Juliette talking to multiple guys. Even if Juliette was an Einstein, she knew how to impress guys, she fucked around but never dated around.

God forbid her father found out he would kill every man that ever peaked an interest at her. She was always the one that had gave us the advice that we so desperately needed.

But I couldn’t talk to my friends about the arranged marriage stuff, nor the humiliation that I had received from Liam. I was way too embarrassed to talk about it.

Well except Anna, I told her everything. I might as well tell her that I was thinking about accepting my father’s offer about marrying Ben.

A half an hour passed since Adrianna got escorted out by Grayson, and I was having zero fun, Liam had been watching me like a hawk and I couldn’t help but think maybe there was something I could do to provoke him to tell me why he played me.

I’ve talked to countless men throughout the whole night, I wanted to get laid. I felt so stressed and aggravated about so many things in my life I couldn’t control. I swirled my drink around with a straw, my eyes took a small peek at Liam who sat at a booth and was having a conversation with a random girl.

My heart ached at the thought of him being with another girl, worst my whole body ached at how good he looked tonight. My body rejected Colton the moment he bought me a drink, but somehow even if Liam stomped on my heart, my whole being still wanted him.

That didn’t stop me from making out with Colton the whole night, I practically made him excited just by a couple of minutes of being on top of him.

I scanned to see Liam and the random girl making out, it didn’t affect me, we weren’t together. We didn’t have to explain our hookups to each other.

I got up, my body went straight as I walked over to Liam with my Vodka cranberry, “Hey baby, ready to go?” I looked at him, and scowling at the girl who gave me the dirtiest look of all time.

I smiled at her before, sliding my body next to Liam’s and accidentally pouring my drink onto Liam’s lap.

He looked down at me with a knowing sigh and expression, he knew I didn’t like him talking to her. And his eyes challenged mine.

“You should go.” I turned my head over to the girl who already left the other seat empty.

“Oops.” I sighed as Liam shook his head with a low laugh.

“Are you just going to scare off any girl that shows interest in me now?” He asked as I rolled my eyes.

“No, I’m just saving her from your lies and torment, Charming.” I raised my empty glass at him as he leaned closer to me.

“Looks like you’ve had too much to drink.” He noted.

I lazily looked at my drink, “I just want to be taken home, Liam. But I can’t go home because my parents kicked me out.” I yawned as his eyes sent a wrinkled look back at me.

“What?” He questioned.

“Oh, you know… I told them I didn’t want to get married to this kid, because you made me fall in love with you, so they kicked me out because I betrayed them.” I sighed a Liam’s eyes turned lighter.

“They practically disowned me because I chose you over them. Isn’t that stupid of me? Because not only did I lose them, but you also fucked me over!” I laughed louder as he shook his head.

“You didn’t lose me, Raine.” He mumbled as I pulled away from him.

I started shaking my head, “You could’ve just left me alone Liam, but I think you knew that.” I sighed, “So, yes, I tried to make you jealous by being with Colton, and dancing and drinking all night Liam. But at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter.”

I got up from the seat, my eyes watered, “Can you please just take me home?”

Liam looked at me, like he regretted everything he’s done for the past 48 hours to me.

He got up, “I’m not taking you to your house, you can sleep at mine.” He said sternly as he made me sit back down on the booth.

“Let me just grab my coat and my keys from the bartender and we can go, okay Raine?” He tilted my head to look up at him, I nodded quickly.

He smiled at me for a little, it was the smile he would give me when we had picnics in Greece. He disappeared into the large crowd, and I waited for him to come get me, but he never did.

I sat there for about an hour everyone had left, but I stayed and waited for him. Until I couldn’t anymore, my sobriety had come back, and I stood up to go up to the bartender.

“Hey, have you seen Liam anywhere, he said he would come find me, but he never did.” I asked nicely as the bartender gave me a worried expression.

“Brookshire went into that room with two females, about thirty minutes ago.” He muttered hesitantly.

I began to walk closer to the door to the room, “I wouldn’t go there if I were you.” The bartender warned as I opened the door.

I really wished I hadn’t opened the door.