Right in our own ways

Xander’s P.O.V.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Frustrated with my animalistic behavior, I kicked the chair and punched my fists on the table.

This is wrong, what I did with Evelyn and what I am about to do was so fucking wrong. But I am helpless. Despite knowing that I am only forcing her, I am still firm on my decision and have no plans on backing down and that’s what is making me hate myself more.

I need her to blink but not at the cost of her tears. Her broken face kept flashing in front of my eyes.

“I will dear but only after I make you mine.”

I swear, I didn’t mean it in the wrong way. I was so fucking pissed that the words on their own flew out of my mouth before I could control my tongue. But the damage was done. I still couldn’t forget how scared Evelyn was. She was horrified of me. And that look in her eyes stopped me and I am so thankful or otherwise, I have done something so horrendous and unforgiving that would have left me regretting forever. Leaving her shattered, I stormed out of her mansion and headed to my office. Joseph and Giselle were surprised by my unkempt appearance but I ignored them and locked myself in my cabin to evade their questions.

Is it wrong to want someone who is not yours? Yes, it is but it was a completely different situation here. A situation that can’t be described and is so complicated that everyone is right in their eyes and here, comes the twist because they were also not wrong for the world too. Because we just want to achieve our dreams and are willing to go to any extent. I know this may sound like some disgusting twisted stuff but it’s better to accept as the race of possession has begun and would conclude only once it gets its deserving winner.

I only wanted her love. I know I was being delusional for asking something like this from her after breaking her trust but I still want her. I have turned into one selfish bastard who wasn’t willing to accept his wrongdoings and was only concerned about what he wanted. It was because of my insecurities. Only if she could see how much I love her, I hadn’t stooped this low. I fell for her on our first meeting. It wasn’t infatuation but true love. But my friendship with Dylan pushed her away. If I had succeeded in winning her heart instead of waiting for Dylan to realize his mistakes, maybe Evelyn would have been mine today.

But what I fail to understand is how can Evelyn still love Dylan. Like how? He had ruined her. He snatched everything from her and yet she was willing to give him a chance. Is she that innocent or plain stupid?

I know that fucker must be forcing her. He is back to his manipulative games and using them to lure her back into his trap. Her heart is too fragile, she is so innocent and that fucker is taking advantage of it.

But instead of making her understand, I am also hurting her in the process. She doesn’t want me and I am forcing her. I am just mirroring his actions. Something which Evelyn hated.

“But I am not him,” muttering I grabbed a bunch of hair and pulled it before whisking the things off the desk in one swift move.

“I AM NOT A MONSTER!! I AM NOT HIM!!”

“Yes, you aren’t.”

A deep voice fell on my ears grabbing my attention. Turning, I shifted my gaze to the entrance only to see Brandon standing there leaning against the doorframe with his hands crossed over his chest.

“Because you’re a bigger one or shall I say a Satan in human form?” he derided.

I looked away as I was in no mood of dealing with him, “Go away.”

I enunciated but just like usual, he disobeyed and sauntered inside, “A little bird told me you created a mess in Evelyn’s house. Care to throw some light on it?”

I scoffed, “Well that little bird must have also told you as to why I did that.”

Saying that I walked towards the window and stood in front of it. Dipping my hands into the pocket of my pants, I gazed at streaks of red-orange hues illuminating the blue canvas while Brandon approached me from behind.

“Yeah, but I don’t get it. I mean since when did my perfect, kind, noble gentleman turned this vicious?” He ridiculed fueling my rage.

I exhaled a frustrated sigh before answering him, “I’m not in the mood to entertain you. So, just leave”

“Why? So that you can molest Eve?”

“I DID NO SUCH THING!!”

Growling like a wounded animal, I wheeled and shot him a death glare. How dare he accuse me of something like that?

Brandon on the other hand only smirked. My temper flared as I stalked to him and grabbed his collar.

“You know nothing so don’t poke your nose in it.” I sneered on his face but he jerked my hand away and squared his shoulder.

“Or what huh?“, he hissed, “You’re gonna lock me just the way you locked Evelyn in her mansion?”

His words rendered me speechless. Brandon huffed at my shocked face and shook his head.

“You’re doing exactly the same thing which Dylan did once and yet you have the balls to deny. Fool the world Pooh not me. I backed out last time because Evelyn respected you and I thought she deserve someone like you. I have witnessed the love you have for her. It was pure, filled with affection and care, a sense of responsibility to protect her, and a strong determination to give her endless happiness and a world where she can fly like a bird with her wings soaring high in the sky, achieving the dreams which Dylan snatched from her. But it seems it was all fake,” he paused and let out a hollow chuckle, “I guess Evelyn is not the only one who got played.”

His every word was like a tight slap on my face. Brandon realized that because his smirk widened. He knew he got me, hurt me where I couldn’t even confess. But I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.

Lunging forward, I grabbed his collar and slammed him on the glass pane.

“Think what you want to think. I am not bound to justify my acts to you. I know what I am doing so just fuck off.”

“Then why did you back out from claiming Eve?” He shot with clenched teeth.

I looked at him bewildered, “What do you mean?”

Brandon shrugged his shoulders, “Well you had her at your mercy. Why not ravage her? It’s not something so difficult for you.”

No sooner had he completed than I swung my fist and punched him hard. Brandon didn’t even defend and went flying to the ground. White-hot anger flushed my face. My senses were jammed as his disgusting words scalded my skin.

“HOW DARE YOU?” I seethed, bristling with rage. But what shocked me was when he started laughing. My gaze darkened as I glowered at him while Brandon directed his gaze to me after wiping the blood off his lips.

“What got you so riled up?” Snickering, he stood up on his legs, his eyes brimming with mischief. “You don’t care about her consent. Then what’s with the act?”

He sneered silencing me for good. My eyes widened; I opened my mouth to refute but failed.

Brandon chuckled at my silence, “Lie all you want Xander but you are repeating the same thing which Dylan did once. He ensnared Evelyn in his trap by acting all saint and you did the same. Only the difference was that he won her heart and you won her trust.” He snapped.

My jaw ticked, “I didn’t betray her. He did. I know my ways might be wrong but I am just trying to protect her.”

“By stripping her of her freedom?” Brandon spat venomously, dropping the humor, “Choosing her life partner is not in your hand. You are ruling her by interfering in her life again and again. Taking decisions for her in the name of protecting her? Who gave you the right to decide what’s good for her? She only considers you a friend and friends guide each other not dictate one’s life.”

“I know what I am doing,” I replied after a stretch of silence, “You all can hate me all you want but I am not going to stop. The past lessons have given me enough reasons not to step down. Dylan might be the hero in your eyes but I know what a monster he is. Evelyn isn’t understanding and I don’t intend to argue with her anymore.” I stated in a plain tone.

“This wasn’t a war. It’s not like I hadn’t raked my brains to look for other solutions but there wasn’t, trust me. It’s my only chance, a last chance to save her.”

Brandon wasn’t convinced neither I expected him to be. So, wasting my breath to change his mind was equivalent to spitting in the wind. Over the years he and Dylan have grown much closer and we both have drifted apart. So, gaining his side was a far-fetched dream. And to be honest I want to be all alone in this. It’s my decision and I don’t need everyone’s approval.

Throwing him a last glance, I walked past him and headed to meet Evelyn.

“Just for you to know I mean no harm to her.” I halted near the door and told him sincerely. I need to assure him that. Brandon didn’t reply and I took it as my cue to leave.

“Then why have you held her Mom hostage?”

He clipped leaving me shocked to the bone.