The Wounded Love novel Chapter 65

She laughed. "No. I just made it up. I fell asleep early yesterday."

Susan walked back into the room. The subject no longer revolved around me and Dante. Well until Dante walked in the room looking for Susan.

He tapped me on the head as he walked by. Jade gave him a big smile, and he just looked at her like she was crazy.

Dante stayed with us for a little while. I think it made Jade happier than it made me. Especially while he was resting his hand on my knee, or when he left the room and kissed the top of my head. I welcomed the affection. It was nice.

"I really don't want to be the nagging friend, but I'm telling you, you should give the poor man a chance. He loves. He loves you so much, and you're making him suffer. Besides, do you know the last time I've seen you this happy? It was while you with him. Maybe it's his dick, but either way, you know he makes you happy. Give him a chance."

I thought about him and last night. What we had was real. And I don't just mean the sex. He loved me, and I loved him. Who knew if I would ever find something this real again.

So I decided to give it a shot. I didn't tell Jade my decision, but I planned on trying to fix things. I wanted to.

That decision quickly changed. I discovered that I'm a weak human being who lets herself get controlled by fear. I let it take over, not knowing how to stop it.

Later that night I went back into my room. No one was in the front room, and I felt like taking a nap on the bed.

I walked in and froze. A man sat at the edge of my bed with a knife in his hand. Let me correct myself. Silvio sat at the edge of the bed with a knife in his hand.

"I've been meaning to talk to you." He said standing up. "I don't trust you."

I was frozen. The fear slowly made its way through my body taking over whatever it could. Like my legs. I couldn't walk or run away. My throat. I couldn't scream. And pretty soon I wasn't even sure if I was breathing. My head began to spin.

"You've been with Nicholas for many years. You've seen him recently, you just talked to him the other day." Silvio has been spying on me. "I'm not a nice person." He explained. "I don't care about people, but I do care about my son. I always have, and I don't feel like you care for him. I think you're trying to collect as much information as you can to then feed it to your repulsive boyfriend, who in fact owes me more money than you can imagine."

"H-he's not my boyfriend. I had no

idea-?

But now that I was holding the gun the tables were turned. All I had to do was pull the trigger, and he knew that.

Of course I hesitated. I was holding a gun. I've never held a gun before. I never thought I'd be in a position where I'd have to shoot someone. What if it killed him? I couldn't stop these thoughts.

But then he pulled out another gun. That's when I realized it was either my life or his. I was a human, and humans are selfish. I chose my life.

He quickly undid the safety.

A shot was fired.

I pulled the trigger, and as soon as I did the room filled with people. Everyone who was down here now stood in the tiny room.

I felt hands pick me up off the floor. They were strong hands that I couldn't fight off no matter how much I tried. I knew who was holding me back. I recognized his voice as he asked whether or not I was ok.