CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE: DELIVERANCE
Adam's POV
"Fiona, wait. Wait a minute, please!" I cried while trying to get a grip on her arm. But she slung her wrist from my loose grip and continued stomping down the stairs of my house. Drew watched us from the upstairs hallway. Mom and Omar were on a date.
"I call to tell you I'm at the airport, and Bianca answers your phone to tell me that you two were sleeping together?" Fiona was enraged. Her aqua blue eyes were rimmed pink from all the crying that had taken place and her hands were still shaking. Her whole body had been vibrating ever since I'd arrived home cold and wet.
I stopped one step above her. She looked up at me with fury and disappointment in her eyes. There were no tears forming in her eyes anymore. She seemed to have cried herself dry. I tightened my lips into a thin line while she shook her head in anger. "The funny thing is that I'm angrier at you than I am at her. At least she had the balls to come clean and tell me."
"You want to talk about balls now?" I was rattling the cage again. "You've been sleeping with Jeffrey this whole time, and you leave the evidence behind for me to see on your Facerange profile!"
Fiona shook. Not a loud shake or a rattling shake like what I was emitting right now. It was a subtle shake that only I could've noticed. I'd hit a nerve. So Bianca had been right this whole time; Fiona was sleeping with Jeffrey behind my back. Now I knew what Fiona was feeling. Cheated. Cheated by her love that she'd stolen from me and shared with a guy I'd never seen in my life.
Fiona stopped shaking just long enough to say shakily, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Lying only makes it worse."
"I'm not lying."
"Yes you are!"
"Okay, so maybe I am!" she screamed with her arms flailing beside her. She dropped her bags and pushed my chest weakly. I barely budged and kept eye contact with her. Our angry souls were beating against each other with no emotion now. We'd both cheated. We'd both shared love with someone else who probably never even deserved it. I wasn't angry anymore. I felt exhausted. Mentally exhausted by everything that had taken place in the last hour between Bianca and Fiona.
"But I would bet anything that you did more with Bianca than I ever dreamed of doing with Jeffrey. I'm leaving now. Is there anything you have left to say to me before I go?"
I parted my lips just enough to let a small slither of air creep into my already dried up mouth. A small radiating light of hope showed in Fiona's eyes as she thought and wondered about what I might still have left to say to her. Maybe she thought I was about to tell her that this was all just a practical joke and that she was being filmed on a reality TV show. Or maybe she thought I was about to tell her how much I still loved her. But I didn't love her. I felt nothing towards her anymore. The animosity that had been there seconds before was gone.
I turned my head to the side so that all she was looking at was the left side of my face. "No," I muttered softly, "I have nothing left to say to you. You can leave now."
Fiona didn't stay a second longer before turning on her heel and leaving my almost empty house with her suitcases sliding across the floor behind her. The door slammed. I was alone again with only my brother for company.
Now what?
A/N: There it is, folks. That's the end. And if you're wondering…yes there will be a sequel. But that information is classified at the moment.