Chapter 18 Rage
Tex
My blood is boiling. My skin itches but I just roll my neck. Darkness creeps in the corners of my vision. I suppress the rage that threatens to explode out of me. My fists are balled, and the need to punch something, someone, is so strong, I think about turning back around.
The door behind me opens.
“Stop,” Jace commands.
“Shove it up your ass,” I call back, continuing to walk.
His footsteps are behind me.
“What did you just say to me?” Jace grabs my shoulder.
I whip around, lifting my arm to throw him off. “Don’t. Touch. Me,” I say through gritted teeth, eyes narrowed.
I’m shaking with the amount of rage that flows through me. I’m so close to breaking free of all the restraints I put on myself.
“What’s your fucking problem?” Jace steps up to me, fire burning in his eyes.
“My fucking problem is you,” I spit back, squaring my shoulders.
Jace’s eyes narrow at me. “You best remember your place.” His voice lowers, a tone I recognize as danger to anyone else. But not to me.
“I’m not your dog to order around. I know all your posturing. Don’t forget that.”
“I’m not posturing. You’re acting out, and I want to know why.” His eyes scan over my face, looking for a crack he can wiggle into.
“Are we just throwing our morals out the window? Just going to trust daddy dearest all of a sudden?”
Jace’s jaw flexes, his shoulders stiffen. “You’re here under my father’s dime. Or have you forgotten that?”
“Oh no, I could never forget your dad paying for your own personal guard dog.” I turn, my fists balled so hard I’m convinced they’re stuck.
“I don’t need you to protect me.” Jace steps in front of me.
“Right.” I roll my eyes, trying to step around him again.
He steps into my path.
“You’re really asking me to punch you.” I growl.
“I’ll have you thrown out if you keep going after her,” he calls to my back.
I turn to look at him, keeping each movement controlled. “You’re going to throw away years of friendship over this girl?”
“Aren’t you doing the same thing?” Jace fires back.
“Fuck. You,” I grit out and turn back around.
I need to get away from him, this conversation.
“You’re compromised. I’ll send someone else to get information since you can’t even get her first task.”
I don’t respond. I don’t stop. Just keep walking.
I can’t allow him to send anyone else. They won’t protect her like I will.
I only hope she’ll forgive me for my sins.