This is going to get bad.
This is going to getsobad.
“Why do you have to ruin everything?” I yell at my father. “Let him go. He didn’t do anything. He was defending me.Youdid this. You abusive, narcissistic, fucking asshole of a human being. I am not a fucking pawn in your fucking games. You don’t get to throw me away and then use me again when I’m convenient.”
“Ma’am, please back up,” one of the deputies says to me.
“Don’t arrest him,” I whisper. “Please, please don’t arrest him.”
“First time for everything, Daph,” Oliver says. He’s quit fighting them too. “It’s okay.”
“It isnotokay.”
Another sheriff’s car rolls in, blocking us, and two more deputies spill out.
“Always this bar,” one of them mutters.
“Why we patrol it,” the second one says back.
“Get him out of my face,” my father says. “He abducted my daughter.”
“Oh my god,shut up,” I say. “You disowned me. You disinherited me. You don’t give two shits about me.”
“Ma’am, did he abduct you?” one of the deputies asks me.
“No. I’m with him of my own free will. He didn’t do anything wrong. He was defending me.”
“Get him out of here,” one of the deputies says to another, jerking his head toward Oliver. “We’ll sort it at the station.”
“No,” I say again.
Oh my god.
They have him in handcuffs.
“Ma’am, you can come over to the station too,” one of the deputies says to me.
“Arrest me,” I reply.
“Ma’am?”
I point to the security agent. “I attacked this man. You need to arrest me too.”
“I don’t need to press charges,” the security guy says. “Honest misunderstanding.”
“Quit making a fool of yourself, Daphne,” my father says.
“Daph, it’ll be okay,” Oliver says. “Ignore this twatcanoe. He doesn’t deserve you.”
Twatcanoe.
Oh my god.
I love him.
I love him so much.
“Arrest me too,” I say to the deputy.
