《Beyond The Walls | ✔》Ch 42: The Confessions
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I had to admit, Steve did have some dancing skills. I wasn't expecting him to know how to dance considering him being a successful businessman and all but boy did he surprise me.
"You got some skills," I said over the music and he grinned.
"You're not too bad yourself," he winked, and I threw my head back and laughed.
It wasn't even that funny. The alcohol was really taking its toll on me.
"Miss Reinhart?" there he comes.
I stopped dancing and turned around to see a very angry Mr. Rhodes staring at me in utter fury.
"Rhodes," Steve said and nodded his head and Mr. Rhodes was so angry that he didn't even bother looking at him.
He just nodded his head and and kept his gaze at me, "You're coming with me right now."
It wasn't a statement. It was an order.
Wooooh I'm scared.
Shut up!
I smiled at Steve and let go of his hand before taking a step closer to Mr. Rhodes and looking at him straight in the eye.
Maybe it was the alcohol but I was absolutely loving this new found confidence.
He turned around and started walking but not before taking my hand in his in a firm grip.
"We're leaving," he announced.
I didn't reply. I just shrugged.
He started making his way towards the door with me hot on his heels. Mostly because of the fact that he was holding my hand in a death grip.
As we exited the hall, I noticed that it was drizzling. I smiled as I lifted my face heavenwards.
I wanted to enjoy the rain but this grumpy asshole had other plans because he quickened his pace that made me roll my eyes.
When we reached the car, he practically threw me inside and slammed the door shut which made me angry. Again, under normal circumstances I would have stayed quiet and ignored it because of the fact that he seemed furious and I happened to love my job but because I was tipsy, his action made me angry.
Who the heck was he to treat me like shit?
But I still somehow managed to remain quiet when he sat in the car beside me and entered the key in the ignition as the car roared to life.
He began driving out of the parking lot and towards the main street.
He didn't say anything and neither did I. But the silence between us was far from comfortable. It was unbearable and the fact that he was driving like a mad man made it even worse.
We jumped on a road which was abandoned and there were trees on either sides of it which gave it a frightening look. The thunder thundering and the downpour getting quicker didn't help either.
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The car skid on the wet road and made a screeching sound as I held onto my seat, "Slow down!"
By this time I was perfectly sober because let's just say facing death in the face was enough to bring me back to my senses. He didn't seem to listen to my pleas and continued driving like a crazy person.
"Slow down!" I tried again and this time, he halted the vehicle suddenly and took a gander at me with a deadly look.
"What is your problem?" he asked in a low but angered voice that sent chills down my spine.
"You were driving like a crazy person!" I exclaimed and looked at him in disbelief.
After almost killing me with such rough driving, this guy had the audacity to ask me what was my problem.
He sighed and clenched and unclenched his jaw before opening the door and climbing outside.
I looked at him as he stood with his eyes heavenwards as rain poured over him, wetting him in the process.
"Screw this," I said to myself and opened the door as I stepped outside and circled around the car to walk over to him.
"Go back inside. It's raining like crazy," he said to me in a nonchalant and cold tone.
"Why don't you tell me what is your problem, huh?" I half yelled, suddenly getting angry at him for treating me so badly for the past few days.
"Damn it Isabelle. Why don't you just do what you're asked?!" he shouted as he caged me in between his body and the car by putting his arms on either sides of me.
"Because I'm not your pawn and you have no right to treat me like dirt!" I yelled with the same intensity, getting angrier each passing second.
By this time, both us were drenched and my lips quivered as goosebumps rose on my skin because of the cold rain drops but I didn't even care anymore.
Mr. Rhodes sucked in a sharp breath as he backed away from me, his eyes falling from my eyes to my lips and then to my wet clothes sticking to my body. He averted his gaze away and moved his head sideways as he closed his eyes and clenched and unclenched his fist to keep whatever emotions he was feeling at bay.
"Go sit in the car," his voice was low but dangerous. It was laced with anger and an emotion I couldn't quite put.
"I'm not going back anywhere until you tell me what the hell is your problem and why do you always have to be such an asshole to me?!" I crossed my arms against my chest and scoffed.
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I knew I was acting childish but I just couldn't keep up with his mood swings anymore. I needed to know what on earth was always up with him.
"I. Said. Go. Back. To. The. Car," he took one step closer to me and seethed.
"Or what, huh? You're going to fire me? Well newsflash, nobody cares about the stupid job anyway," I said and threw my hands up in frustration.
I was crossing my limits but I didn't care anymore. I was going to get this settled today.
"God, Isabelle!" he punched the car and cursed as my eyes went wide when I saw the dent his punch made.
"I'm heading back home, sit in the car right now or I'm leaving you all alone," he announced.
It wasn't even an order anymore. It was a statement.
"I said I'm not going anywhere until you tell me the reason behind your change of attitude towards me!" I was getting more and more drained and frustrated each passing second.
"Fine then. Suit yourself," he didn't even bother to look back at me as he climbed into the vehicle and sped off leaving me all shivering in the cold behind without any kinds of shelter whatsoever.
I didn't even get a chance to get my clutch back from the car so I could call an Uber and by the looks of it, it didn't seem as if many people used this abandoned road anymore.
Tears of frustration and hurt pooled in my eyes as I took my heels off and started walking in the direction his car went to, in the hopes of finding any sorts of ride that would get me back home safely.
Not even a minute later, I stepped on something sharp which I wasn't sure was a stone or a piece of glass and my foot started bleeding which made me stop walking.
I sat down on the road and started crying hysterically. I cried because of all the shit life had brought me in the past few months.
I cried because I would never be able to see papa again. I cried because I realised that this asshole of a man never felt anything towards me other than mere sympathy. I cried because I couldn't find the silver lining anymore.
Because I couldn't find any reasons to be happy anymore. Life just didn't make sense. Everything I did or associated with, somehow always doomed.
Through my blurry vision I saw a car making its way towards me but I was just too tired and exhausted to get up and cry for help.
I rested my head on my knees as I hugged them against my chest and closed my eyes, waiting for whoever it was to just take pity on me and offer me a ride.
The car halted right beside me and someone stepped out.
I still hadn't open my eyes so I didn't know whether it was some guy or a girl but honestly I didn't even care anymore. I just wanted to go home.
I felt someone sitting beside me and then a jacket was draped over my shoulders and in the precise moment, just by the scent of that jacket I knew who it was.
"Princess...."
"Go away," I sobbed and hid my face from him so he wouldn't see how much of a pathetic mess I looked.
"You're bleeding.."
"Like you care," I scoffed and remained still like that, not making any moves to look at him or even beg him for giving me a ride back.
I was done with him treating me like that and I wouldn't to go back on my decision no matter how bad the situation got.
"Come on, don't be a child. Let me take you home," his voice was pleading but I knew better.
"Just go away. I can't be with you right now."
He sighed and I waited for him to stand up and walk away or say something rude but what he did was something I certainly wasn't expecting.
He scooped me in his arms and stood up before turning around and walking towards the car.
"Put me down. I am not going anywhere with you until you tell—"
"It's because I feel for you, damn it!" he suddenly snapped and put me down as I clutched the hood of the car for support.
"What...."my voice was timid as I stared at him in disbelief.
"I feel so deeply for you Isabelle and I act this way because I know if I'd give in to these emotion I'd destroy you," this time his voice was so broken and soft as he came close to me and rested his forehead against mine.
I closed my eyes as tears poured out of them like a waterfall. I couldn't believe my ears. I cupped his face in my hands as I tried to stop myself from sobbing.
"But I can't anymore," he said and before I had a chance to ask what he was talking about he smashed his lips onto mine as fireworks exploded in my stomach and my ability to think straight no longer worked.
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Hey you guys!!! I hope everyone is fine.
The reason I haven't been updating is that I broke my laptop and now it isn't turning on :)
My brother won't let me use his cause welll...he hates me lmao.
I'll let you know when I get it back.
Sorry for late update you guys!
Xoxo
—your karma
Peace out
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