Forbidden: The Princess Trilogy #1 by L.J. Dee

Author:L.J. Dee [Dee, L.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-04T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chloe

They should warn you on the bottle that Tequila tastes like Satan’s urine and leaves you feeling like somebody split your skull while you slept. Then again, I didn’t expect whoever made that vile liquid expected you to drink half a bottle of it. One shot should be enough to turn you off for life.

I should have let Jack drive me home, but the remnants of that bottle suggested he’d drunk as much as me, so I’d trudged the morning after walk of shame for seven interminable miles, ignoring the judgmental glances, and resisting the temptation to call Max for a lift. Seventeen missed calls, and I had no idea what he was thinking.

I inched open the front door, sneaking up to my bedroom when I heard the relentless thud of his fists against the boxing bag floating up from the basement. Those punches mirrored the pounding I felt in my head, and I stood in front of my full-length mirror, disgusted by the sight that greeted me.

I’d already showered, but I looked like hell, turning when my bedroom door opened.

Max swept darkening eyes across my bare legs, and a strange combination of terror and thrill shot up my spine. He looked dangerous and angry like he’d been up all night, bloody and sweaty and stinking of bourbon.

“Where have you been?” he asked, his tone much softer than his fixed, hypnotic gaze.

“I’m sorry, Max,” I said, when he stared at my dishevelled clothes, disappointment leaking across his features. I’d let him down, and the thought upset me, whether he deserved my remorse or not. I hated confrontation and this constant state of emotional turmoil, needing to bring it to an end. “I went to a party.”

I held my breath, expecting him to chastise me for staying out all night and coming home looking like a tramp. My wet hair dripped onto my crumpled shirt, still blotchy with ugly brown stains of vomit, and I couldn’t read his expression when he continued to gaze at me through an uncomfortable silence. “I shouldn’t have said those things, Max. I’d take them back if I could.”

“Chloe—”

I raised my hand when he took a step forward, needing to get this out. The ferocity of his conviction last night had finally convinced me he didn’t share my love. My aching heart was reeling from the aftershocks of being shot down, but however destructive those words had been, losing our bond would be worse.

I had to salvage what was left of our friendship because I needed Max now more than ever. Only he could help me through the crippling heartbreak as I started to rebuild my shattered dream.

“Please let me finish, Max. I realise now that you don’t share my feelings, but I can’t unfeel those things either. I’ve loved you for so long, and I’ve tried to be patient, waited until I was eighteen when I thought I’d have a chance. That your emotions aren’t reciprocated doesn’t change much. Somewhere, at some time, my feelings crossed a line, and now that’s all I can see.

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