Unfinished by Shae Scott Read Free Book Online

said. She rolled
her eyes at me. “What? He is. You are better off without him,” I said.
    She was quiet
for a moment and then I saw new tears form in her eyes. Ah, hell. “But he
didn’t want me,” she said, her voice breaking on the words. I wanted to punch
Brendon in the face…repeatedly.
    “Oh, Baby,
don’t say that.” I whispered the words as I pulled her into my chest. Her quiet
tears began to wet my shirt, but I didn’t care. “You are so amazing. He can’t
see that, it’s his own issues. Don’t let him make you question anything. He’s
an asshole. We’re guys and we are all assholes. Sometimes we just don’t see
things clearly,” I admitted.
    “You’re not an
asshole,” she said, her voice was muffled as her face was still buried into my
chest.
    I laughed.
“Yes, I am. You just don’t see it. I’ve had my share of asshole moments, trust
me,” I admitted. She moved back and looked up at me. I moved my hands down to
hers and held them, resting them in her lap.
    “I just feel
so stupid. I gave him everything,” she said it quietly. I knew what she meant
and the admission was like a punch to the gut. I had suspected that they had
been intimate, but I had never asked. Honestly, I hadn’t wanted to know. The
thought put all kinds of horrible images in my head. I struggled not to show
that on my face as she continued. “I mean, I was with him for almost a year and
this is all he really thought of me. I feel like…I don’t know…It makes me feel
cheap and stupid. Why didn’t I see who he was?” She was looking to me for
answers. I could tell the admission was hard for her to make. I loved that she
trusted me this much, but I wasn’t sure what to say to her. I wanted her to
realize that Brendon was a tool. He was never good enough for her. But, at the
same time, I didn’t want to reinforce her thoughts that she had made bad
decisions. All I knew was that I couldn’t have her thinking that she wasn’t
good enough. She wanted to think that there was something wrong with her, but I
needed her to know that she was wrong.
    “Ally, I know
this sucks. I know he hurt you. I really want to go and kick his sorry ass for
it. But, this is your graduation. You deserve to have fun tonight and I’m not
about to let him ruin this. I think that we should show that asshole that he
doesn’t matter. Let’s go out there and have the best damn night ever and show
him what he’s missing. What do you say? Wanna hang out with me and forget about
what’s-his-name for tonight?” I asked. I didn’t want her to think I was
dismissing the whole thing, but I had to show her that he wasn’t worth the
tears. She deserved this memory to be a good one and I was going to do whatever
I could to make that happen.
    She thought
about it for a minute. “Can I have your beer?” she asked with a small smile. I
gave her a smirk and handed over the bottle I had set down on the tailgate.
    “By all means,
pretty lady,” I smiled. She took it and drank half of it in one draw. Yeah,
this might work after all.
     
    Three hours
later, we were both feeling pretty damn good. The air was a little crisp, but
we hardly noticed as we danced beside the bonfire. We had been drinking beers
throughout the night and both of us had a pretty nice buzz going. It made me
happy to see Ally having fun. She seemed to have put Brendon out of her head.
She danced along to the music, laughing, and holding on to me. Yeah, maybe I
should have been more careful dancing with her. I might have been holding her a
little too close, but I couldn’t help myself. She was so sexy in her little
white dress and cowboy boots. When she reached for me, I let her. When she
slipped her arms around my neck, I put mine around her waist. I told myself it
was innocent, but I was kidding myself. I had wanted to touch her like this
since we met. I had just always held back because I knew I couldn’t ruin us.
But tonight, with the alcohol in our systems, and the need to