Page 64 of Ruthless Blade

She disappeared down the hallway, and my fingers ran through my hair.

Well, that fucking sucked.

Dylan came up behind me. "Kayden..."

"I'm fine."

“Don’t lie to me. You’re not.”

I turned and walked toward the restrooms, my chest tight, throat burning. I pushed through the door and leaned against the sink, gripping the cold porcelain.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Jaw clenched, eyes red and body vibrating, I was ready to run through a fucking wall.

I’m such a fucking idiot.

It’s a mistake.

We don’t belong together.

What the fuck was I thinking?

Knowing that she was lying in a bed, unable to move because two people wanted to get back at me...fuck. How could I let this happen?

My fist slammed into the wall before I could stop myself. Pain shot through my knuckles, but I didn't care. I hit it again, and again, until my hand was throbbing and my breathing was ragged.

Then I stopped. Thankfully no one is in here or they’d think I’d lost my mind.

Maybe I have.

I pressed my forehead against the cool tile and closed my eyes.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

I took a deep breath, and pulled myself together, no matter how much I wanted to kill someone. When I walked back into the waiting room, it had gotten busier.

I sat down next to Dylan and Hazel, jaw set, hands still clenched into fists.

"You good?" He asked, eyebrows raised,eyeing my bleeding and bruised hand.

I nodded. "Yeah."

No, I’m not good, but he doesn’t need to know that.

I want to pummel Garcia’s face in. I want him off the fucking team.

I want to get revenge against Ivy, but how do I do that?

Am I supposed to stand back and let them get away with harming the girl I love?

I rubbed my hands over my face.

Fuck, did I really admit that?

I shook my head, stood up and went outside. I walked down the sidewalk, away from the entrance, away from prying eyes. I placed my hands on the back of my head and interlaced my fingers.

I can’t breathe. God, something is wrong with me.

“What the fuck is going on with you?” Dylan followed me outside and I wasn’t in the mood to have a heart to heart with him.