Cruel Kisses (It's Just High School #2) - Thandiwe Mpofu Page 0,51
I might snap his neck now and say it was a freak accident.
“Hmm, you finally noticed her absence after four days, huh?” I mock, regarding him with a cool look that apparently makes him even angrier as he attempts to punch me again.
“You smug piece of shit! Just like your father.”
I duck again, swiftly moving to the side, evading his poorly executed punch, but he trips over his own feet and almost falls flat on his face, so I have no choice but to catch him before he falls and hits his head on the hard floor.
“Don’t touch me, devil’s spawn!” he shouts.
Hmm, my pleasure, asshole.
I let him go and watch as he fights to stay upright. When he regains his balance, he points again at me.
“I’m going to fuck you up!” he bellows again, his words slurred and almost indecipherable. “Where the hell is my daughter, you son of a bitch?”
“You really do need to calm down,” I say, fighting to remain calm, but he cuts me off as he waves his finger in my face.
“Don’t you dare tell me to fucking calm down,” he seethes, then balls his fist again and aims for me, but I easily avoid him. He then grabs me with his other hand and wraps it around my neck just as the door to dad’s office opens in a rush and pounding fooststeps come racing down the hall.
“What in God’s name are you doing?” Dad demands as he steps out of his office, a frown on his face that quickly fades away when he takes in the scene before him.
Without another word, he runs down the hall and tackles Nathan to the floor.
“Get off me!” Nathan yells.
“How dare you attack my son in my home?” Dad seethes as he starts punching Nathan so brutally, for a second I think of pulling my father away.
They soon switch positions and Nathan starts reigning down punches of his own, which my father does his best to avoid, ramming an elbow to Nathan’s face, causing blood to come gushing out of his nose.
“You and your fucking vermin DNA!”
“Who the fuck do you think you are, coming into my house?” dad shouts back, but Nathan doesn’t care as they struggle.
“Where is my daughter? What have you done with her?”
Just then, Liam walks down the hallway, casually eating an apple like he’s having a perfect summer’s day. What the fuck? He stops short as soon as he sees what’s going on.
“Oh my God,” Courtney gasps. I look up and notice her standing in dad’s office doorway, her mouth hanging open as she also takes in the bloody fight in the middle of the hallway. I guess she and dad are still in some kind of plan? What is she doing here?
Cole glances at me, but I ignore my mother and stare down at the two men fighting on the floor, rolling around with their hands around each other’s throats.
“You fucking bastard!” Nathan shouts. “He’s just like you, touching shit that isn’t his! She’s mine!”
Just then, Nicky comes running down the hall, a distraught look on her face, but she hasn’t noticed what’s happening because she starts speaking. “Has anyone seen Mia? I can’t find her anywhere…”
But she trails off as soon as she sees her MAYBE soon to be husband and her one-night stand going at it like feral beasts.
“Good God, what’s going on here?” she gasps, looking at us, her voice high pitched. High-pitched and fake. What exactly is she playing at?
“It’s pretty obvious isn’t it?” Liam scoffs, folding his arms, looking thoroughly entertained as he leans back on the wall, biting into his apple.
“My God, John, Nathan, stop!” Nicky cries but Dad grabs Nathan by the collar and starts punching him and they tussle and roll in the hallway, not likely to stop any time soon.
My money’s on dad. I’ve always known I got my anger from him. Courtney was a close forty percent but getting anything from her was a sick realization after finding out what she did to Aiden.
“Why bother?” Mom says, waving a careless hand in the air at them. “If they want to act like hooligans, let them.”
“They’ll kill each other, please stop them!” Nicky cries, tears rolling down her face. “John stop!”
“You took her away from me!” Dad growls. “She was never yours.”
Both my mother and Nicky tense as soon as those words are said. They both look down at my father, eyes narrowed because we all know now, dad’s not talking about