“His fuckingwhat!?”
My heart was suddenly pounding in my chest. I had never wanted to punch my sister in the face so fucking badly.
“Fuck you, Theo!” I roared, jumping up from my seat. “Mind your fucking business!”
Theo gave me a bored look and stood up too, grabbing her coffee and heading for the back door.
“It would be easier to mind my business if you didn’t make it so fucking public, dude,” she drawled, then slipped out of the kitchen, leaving me with a confused Joanna, a fuming Cal, and a humming Iris, who was idly wiping up the tea Cal had spit all over the place.
Iwas so angry… and Inevergot angry.
I fuckingknewthis was going to happen… Okay, I didn’t know Ryan was dating a fuckingnun,but I knew he was going to backtrack the second he woke up sober.
When he responded to my texts that morning, I was hopeful for a minute that he really meant what he had said the night before. That he wasn’t going to regret being with me.
For a few shining moments, I really believed he might have wanted to actually give us a try. But then, when he came down to the kitchen, he couldn’t even fucking look at me.
He was ashamed.
I knew he was. He was ashamed of being with me, and it fuckingstung.
My plan had been to hang around until Iris and Theo cleared out so I could talk to him about everything. But then some chick who looked like she belonged on the set of‘Children of the Corn’waltzed into the kitchen like she owned the place.
“Joanna is Ryan’sgirlfriend,” Theo had informed me before making a swift exit. I hadn’t expected grumpy muscle gal to be my number one cheerleader, but that chick seemed to be full of surprises.
“What the fuck do you mean she’s yourgirlfriend?” I snarled at Ryan, putting my mug down on the counter so I didn’t make more of a mess. Iris already had her hands full with the mouthful of tea I’d accidentally spewed across the room.
To make matters worse, Ryan ignored me in favor of Sister Celibacy.
How had I missed this? How did my man have a whole assGIRLFRIENDI hadn’t known about?
“Go wait outside, Joanna. I’ll be with you in a moment,” Ryan said, pressing his fingers into the corners of his eyes as if he were in physical pain.
‘I’ll be with you in a moment?’ Who the fuck talked to their girlfriend like that?
“Come along, dear. Have you seen the new rose bushes I planted?” Iris hummed, tugging the very confused nun out of the kitchen.
As soon as they were gone, I rounded on Ryan.
“Explain yourself,” I snarled, unable to keep the burning rage that was coursing through my veins under control. Because I didn’t have a lot of experience with anger, I wasn’t very good at controlling it.
Ryan still couldn’t look at me; he was staring at the ground, and his cheeks were all red. Normally, I thought it was adorable. Right now, it just made me more angry.
“There’s nothing to explain. I was dating her, and last night, when I was drunk, I sent her a text saying we should end things.”
This caused me to pause. I narrowed my eyes.
“So you’re breaking up with her?”
“I-I don’t know. We’re going for coffee, and we’re going to talk about it.”
Anger pulsed through me at his wishy-washy fucking answer.
Suddenly, I was crowding him. I wrapped my hand around his throat and forced him back into the wall. He didn’t even try to fight me, which pissed me off even more for some reason. He just stared directly at my chest, still refusing to meet my gaze.
“You’re breaking up with her.” I wasn’t asking anymore. I was telling.
“Cal -”
