Tainted Love Series Boxed Set by Lily Zante

Author:Lily Zante [Zante, Lily]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Put the Genre Here
Published: 2015-07-06T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

“You told him outright?” Heather gave her a look that blatantly told her she didn’t believe her.

Melissa nodded. “It’s God’s honest truth.”

She’d come home in a daze, every so often looking over her shoulder to see whether she was being followed. But then she would shake her head at the absurdity of the idea. Matt might be controlling at times, but he wasn’t a stalker.

She’d barely walked through the door when Heather glanced at her and seemed to know that something had happened.

“When did you realize?”

“When did I realize what?” asked Melissa, absentmindedly.

“That the guy was an asshole.” Heather was blunt, if nothing else.

Melissa crossed her arms defensively. “He’s not always a total asshole.”

“No? Maybe one percent of the time he isn’t.” Heather crossed over to her and laid an arm on her shoulder. “He wasn’t any good for you, Mel. You know that, right? And you did the right thing.”

Melissa rubbed her hands together. She felt subdued, not euphoric. Weighed down by heavy chains, not free. A sense of foreboding stayed with her—like an irritating eyelash skimming the surface of her eye. She didn’t feel completely at ease.

Her friend gave her a sympathetic look. “It’s not going to be easy. I know you liked him. This will make it better.” Melissa smiled as her friend walked over to the refrigerator. A part of her felt relieved that she had done the hard part—that she’d said the words to him. She knew there would be consequences, but the hard part was behind her now. Tomorrow, on New Year’s Eve—she’d start the year unburdened, single, and free.

“What are we doing tomorrow?” she asked, watching Heather retrieve a huge tub of Ben and Jerry’s Chocolate Fudge Brownie ice cream from the freezer.

“Before dinner?” asked Melissa, eyeing the large tub with both delight and apprehension.

“It’s totally warranted.” Heather got out two spoons, when the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it. You start.” She handed Melissa a spoon and disappeared.

Melissa peeled back the ice-covered plastic lid and got ready to scrape out a ball of smooth, velvety brown happiness.

Until his voice filtered through to the kitchen. The hairs on the back of her neck bristled and the spoon remained suspended over the frozen chocolate. Slowly, she turned her head in the direction of the hallway. Her ears strained to hear.

“She doesn’t want to see you.” Heather’s tone was brutal.

“I don’t want to talk to you; I want to talk to Melissa.” Matt’s voice teetered on the brink of eruptive anger. Melissa got up and headed towards the door. Matt lifted his head and stared straight at her. “Mel—we need to talk.”

Heather turned and gave her a frosty stare. “You don’t have to do anything.” She refused to move, standing at the door with her arms folded across her chest.

Melissa walked to the door. “It’s okay,” she told Heather. Her friend’s face looked like thunder. “I can take it from here,” Melissa insisted, though she wasn’t sure if this was more for Matt’s benefit or hers.

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