Seth, A History–17
Warning: This might be a triggering chapter for people who have experienced physical, emotional, and sexual abuse.
I was sitting across from Seth, my arms crossed over my chest as I glared at him. It was hard glaring at him when he refused to look at me though. Ethan was forcing this on us, our very first relationship counseling he’d called it, but I didn’t see why it had to take place on my lunch break in such a public area.
Even if we were tucked in a snug, secluded table in the corner of The Coffee Barn, it was the lunch rush. Normally, I’d never have taken a break at this time. It wasn’t fair to the others during this rush hour when everyone’s morning boost was sputtering out and another round of espresso was needed to complete the rest of the day, but my ever–present boss noticed the tension between the
three of us.
Why don’t you take your lunch break now,” she suggested.
But
Go ahead, Cattie
So there we were ten minutes into my half–hour lunch and nothing I didn’t even have time to get anything to eat. It was either sit at this table and talk (stare really), or waste twenty–five minutes in line to get a Panini that I couldn’t afford. I’d been too upset to make my lunch and figured I could talk to my boss’s husband, Mason into a free sandwich.
“Would one of you talk? Stop acting like three–year–old brats! Seth–Ethan started but paused when Seth’s knuckle cracked against the circular tabletop
“What do you want me to say? Seth snarled.
“What you t
told me… tell her about your sis—”
“My brother, Seth interrupted.
puzzled Seth curled his upper lip
I glanced back and forth between the two. Ethan’s frown deepened and he shook his head, clearly p at him before he continued,
“Look, Cast, it was my brother,” Seth said. He sighed, but swiveled chair towards me more and scooted closer. His arms shot forward, grabbing the legs of my chair, pulling me to meet him hallway. The scrapping of the wooden legs on the tiled floor was loud enough to make people cringe and cast dirty glares, but not loud enough for any of those glares to continue longer than half.
I inhaled at how close be taught me to him. Nose touching distance close, and even though I knew something wasn’t right with the story for was telling me, I could tell that it was at least some of the truth.
way too interested in you. He doesn’t deal with human traffic, but he knows the business and he isn’t one to back down sees something he wants i just worded me. Grant sees me happy, Grant sees a way to break me down, Sibling rivalry and why I havent seen hum of any of the rest of the family for the past few years.”
I tried not in scoal at him because I could just barely see the half tath in his eyes. He was serious about being wonted about his brother, but it was Lion’s disappointed glance dren as the stared at the tabletop that realtimes my suspicion, if Ethan hadn’t bien there, I probably never wield ve Lieren. Sulh could anyone and get away with it.
No wonder he wanted
“You know what, when you’re ready to tell me the real truth, we can alk. Until then, Fonly have about it.
Seth, A History–1
lunch break and I’d like to not waste my time with half–truths,” I said.
just as my stomach growled.
I pulled away from Seth as his eyes glanced down. I thought it would be loud enough in here to cover up my talking stomach. Pushing on the back of the chair so I could get up, I turned, only for strong hand to tug gently at my arm.
“Cassie, I’m so
sorry.” Seth whispered, his eyes searching mine for understanding. “It was
a bad night for me.
“Oh really? Well until you freaked out it was one of the best nights had ever had. You have a wonderful gift of ruin,” I snapped.
Seth’s grip on my forearm tightened and he pulled me hack until I tripped over his outstretched leg and fell into his lap. I pushed off him, trying to pull back, casting him a vicious glare, but he slouched in his chair and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head against my breasts and holding me tight to him,
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tamara graf
So sad, but this truly mirrors real life, I give heart felt thanks to the author for sharing this talent with me.‘
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