Chapter 27
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Noah
I don’t know why, but something felt off as I saw Eva leave towards the restroom and noticed Trevor follow. Not only that, but a large amount of time had passed since either one of them had resurfaced. Almost twenty minutes actually, if I am reading the clock right through my cloudy brain.
A little drunk, I stand and make my way over to where they disappeared.
I trust Eva, but Trevor is another story.
Rounding the corner, the one scenario I didn’t want to see comes into view.
Trevor has his lips on my girls. Worse, he’s forcing himself on her, and trying to touch her in places only my hands belong.
In a split second, all the rage that has been building in me all day rushes through my veins.
Eva barely has time to move out of the way before I hit Trevor with so much force he falls to the floor.
Scrambling to his feet, he flies into me, pushing me up against the wall.
I punch his sides, trying to break free.
Finally making contact with one of his ribs, I swear I feel it crack under my fist and the bastard releases his hold.
Eva’s shrill yell breaks my concentration for a moment and allows Trevor to get a good punch in.
Dizzy from the blow, a loud ringing sounds in my ears.
I duck the next second, forcing Trevor’s fist to meet with the wall behind my head.
Straightening myself, I’m able to get in another good hit right between his eyes. Trevor’s nose starts bleeding.
Eva runs off as Trevor and I continue to stand in the hallway, throwing punch after punch at each other.
All the aggression that has built between the two of us since Eva came into my life is finally unleashed.
Hit after hit, punch after punch, we’re finally having it out, fighting for the woman we both love.
It’s about damn time.
I’ve had enough of Trevor’s shit.
I violently punch his stomach and he topples over in pain. Straightening himself, he takes a swing at me, but I dodge it quickly, then land another blow to the side of his head. He staggers backward a bit before regaining his stance.
Come on, Trevor. Fucking show up for this fight already before I knock you the hell out like I should have done months ago.
He swings at my left side, and when I step to the right to get out of the way, his other fist comes up and makes contact with the right side of my head. I stagger backward and take another punch in the middle of my gut.
Fuck. That one hurt. Oddly, it only serves to fuel me, and makes me want to end this little fucker faster. He stepped over the line. You do not touch what is mine. And she is mine. Fuck whatever she said last night.
Adrenaline always brings about instant sobriety, and I’m so over both his and Eva’s shit. Time to stop playing games.
With each next swing, I make contact. First one to the right then the left of his head. He falls back slightly. I land a solid hit to his jaw. His eyes close as he almost falls to the ground. Rushing back at me, I make contact with his stomach then land another brutal blow to his head.
All too soon, two people are breaking us apart. Rex is pulling me back, while Michael stands in front of us, trying to control Trevor.
“She doesn’t belong with you,” he yells. “You don’t deserve a woman like her. She’s upper class, and you’re a low class piece of shit.”
I lunge forward, not caring who I hurt, but needing to break something, hopefully Trevor. My fist collides with Michael’s nose and it immediately starts to squirt out blood. Which happens to be at the exact moment Eva comes barreling around the corner with Gwen.
“What is wrong with you?” she screams, rushing to her brother’s side. “Are you okay, Michael?”
Gwen stands nearby, watching the scene unfold, a look of satisfaction shines bright in her eyes. She examines the situation, taking in every detail of what just played out, loving every second of the chaos.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to,” I say, trying to step forward, but Rex blocks my way.
“Move, man,” I yell at my friend. But he won’t budge. He stays put and gives me a look that tells me to calm the fuck down and back the hell up.
“Fuck,” I grit out. I pull at my hair and pace back and forth in the small space I’m confined to. I look at Eva, silently pleading for her to look back.
“See what he’s done, Eva? Why are you even with this piece of shit,” Trevor seethes, looking at me when she starts to walk over to him to assess his wounds.
“Shut the fuck up,” I yell, lunging for his ass again only to fall short as Rex pushes me forcefully up against the wall and back into my corner.
Eva continues assessing the damage I’ve done. What the fuck! Why is she touching him? Stop placing your hands on that piece of shit, darlin’. I might not look any worse for wear, barely having a scratch on me, but to hell if I can stand the sight of her hands on him right now.
The fact that I’m not her first priority breaks my already shaky heart.
It speaks volumes about the many things that have been running through my mind all day, and the nightmare that I’ve been trying to avoid.
Even though I had been fueled by the events of the day and one too many shots of Woodford Reserve, I know I’m not totally in the wrong for what just happened.
It’s the look she gives me, though, when she glances at me over her shoulder that has me questioning why I wanted to fight for her in the first place.
She doesn’t say a word, only stands in the middle of all our friends and gives me a baffled look that reaches deep into my soul and scares the hell out of me.
“I want to go home,” she says, beginning to cry.
“I’ll take you,” I begin.
“No,” she yells so loud everyone in the group flinches.
Eva turns to Gwen. Gwen nods and hooks her arm through her best friend’s. Quickly, both girls start to make their way toward the exit. At first, I stand there, shocked, as the realization that she doesn’t want me slowly sinks in.
“Eva,” I yell after her. “Wait!”
When that doesn’t work, I take a different approach.
“Darlin’, where are you going? Come back!”
But she’s gone. I watch her walk out the door and know I have to let her go. Whatever it is that she’s fighting, I can’t help her. Hell, with everything that’s just happened, I can’t even help myself right now.