Betrayal: Kyle's Revenge (The Betrayal Series) (16 page)

The redhead then turned her gaze back to Abby and shot her an apologetic look. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know he was married. Please don’t make a scene.”

With his head propped on a couple of pillows, Kyle curled his arms behind his head. He stared up at Abby, grinning smugly, reveling in her humiliation. “Relax…umm… what’s your name, sweetheart?” He asked, turning briefly to look at the shaken up girl lying next to him on the bed.

“Ginger,” the redhead replied without taking her eyes off Abby. She wondered when Abby was going to explode and kick her ass.

“Right! Ginger! Relax, Ginger. Abby’s not my wife. Isn’t that so, Abby? You see Ginger, I was going to marry Abby, but she turned out to be nothing but a disgusting, filthy whore and a liar. It’s a good thing I figured it out before it was too late.” Kyle’s lips were still smiling, but his eyes were blazing with pure evil.

Abby’s eyes began to well with tears, and her lower lip began to quiver as she tried to suppress the sobs fighting to come out of her mouth. At that moment, Abby understood she was fighting a losing battle. Kyle had not forgiven her and was never going to forgive her no matter how much she apologized or how hard she tried to regain his trust.

Ginger glared at Kyle, horrified at his cruelty. She then turned her attention to Abby and shot her a sympathetic look.

Abby wouldn’t look at the girl. She was not angry at Ginger because what was happening was not her fault. Abby knew Kyle was just using that girl to teach her a lesson. Abby kept her gaze fixed on Kyle’s taunting eyes and cynical grin while a single tear leaked out of the corner of her eye and rolled down her cheek. She brought her shaky hand up to her face and made the tear disappear from her cheek with a forceful but restrained swipe. Holding on to what was left of her dignity, Abby turned on her heel and slowly walked away from the shameful scene.

Kyle’s vengeful smirk quickly turned into a disappointed scowl as he watched Abby walk away. That was not the reaction he was expecting Abby to have. He had planned that stunt for days and was looking forward to a distraught Abby screaming hysterically at him after finding him in bed with another woman. Kyle wanted Abby to feel the same humiliation and heartbreak he felt the night he discovered she was sleeping with his own sister. Even though he didn’t get the reaction he was expecting, Kyle was not giving up.

“Where are you going, love?” Kyle called after Abby, masking his disappointment behind a cheerful western drawl. “Why don’t you join us? Now that you play for both teams, I figured there’d be enough variety in this bed to satisfy all your disgusting urges.”

Abby didn’t react to Kyle’s taunting. She did not turn around. She kept walking down the hallway before turning the corner to step into the kitchen.

“Look, I don’t know what’s going on here, but I don’t want to be part of it,” Ginger protested while staring at Kyle like he was deranged. She had begun to scoot towards the edge of the bed to get off it when Kyle grabbed her forearm.

“Come on, Jeannie. Don’t leave yet.” Kyle began to paw at her and tried to kiss her neck.

“Get the fuck off me,” Ginger screeched, jerking her arm away and accidentally elbowing Kyle on the temple. “And the name is Ginger, asshole.” She went to get off the bed, but Kyle grabbed her by the hair and pulled hard, causing Ginger to stumble backwards on the bed.

“You fucking cunt,” Kyle growled as Ginger raised her hands behind her head and wrestled to loosen the grip Kyle had on her curls.

“Get off me you fucking psycho,” Ginger shrieked, struggling to get off the bed and away from Kyle.

Without loosening his grip on Ginger’s hair, Kyle got off the bed and tugged on Ginger’s hair to get her to drag herself across the bed and get on her feet too.

“Get out of my house. You too are nothing but a fucking whore,” Kyle yelled, tossing Ginger across the room. Ginger landed hard on her hands and knees but quickly turned around. When she saw Kyle charging towards her, she dragged herself away from him and towards the door.

“You are all whores. All of you. Get the fuck out of my apartment,” Kyle barked as he gathered Ginger’s clothes off the floor at tossed them at her.

“Gladly,” Ginger sneered after shooting to her feet. She slipped her mini skirt and tube top on in a hurry. She didn’t even bother to find her panties. She wanted to get the hell out of there as soon as possible. “I’m so sorry I agreed to come here with you. You’re fucking demented. You need help man.”

“Get out,” Kyle roared, pointing at the door with his index finger.

The thunderous, menacing command made Ginger jump. After putting her pumps back on and grabbing her handbag, Ginger stepped towards the bedroom’s door. At the doorway, she turned around and glared at Kyle.

“By the way, you may be good looking and smart, but you’re a lousy lay. No wonder your girlfriend cheated on you.”

Ginger’s sneering pushed Kyle over the edge. He lunged at her and gripped her arm, squeezing it until Ginger cried in pain.

Ginger screamed at the top of her lungs, kicking and swinging her other arm around to jerk herself free from Kyle’s crushing grip. She called Kyle every nasty name in the book, but Kyle did not let her arm go until they were at the apartment’s front door.

After opening the door with one hand and tossing Ginger out with the other, Kyle slammed the door shut in her face. From the other side of the door, Ginger kept calling Kyle all sorts of colorful names and cursing him out while banging hysterically on the door. Kyle ignored her and waited for her to tire herself out and walk away. 

After the banging on the door had stopped, Kyle strolled into the bedroom and slipped into his boxer briefs and jeans. He then walked out of the bedroom and went looking for Abby. He found her in the kitchen sitting at the kitchen table.

With her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes glassy and red from crying, Abby glared at Kyle.

Standing at the doorway of the kitchen, Kyle felt a pinch of remorse and pity for the former love of his life. He had never seen Abby as sad and broken as she did sitting at that table. He started to question whether he had gone too far in his quest for revenge. But then he remembered all the lies Abby had told. He remembered how excited he was about proposing to her and planning a life together with her while she rolled around in bed with his despicable sister. Pity quickly gave way to rage.

“What?” Kyle asked, holding his chin up proudly and throwing his hands up in the air. “You think you’re the only one around here who’s allowed to fuck other women?”

“It was all a lie. Wasn’t it?” Abby sniffled.

“What was a lie?”

“The whole ‘Let’s give our relationship another chance.’ You had no intention of working things out with me. You just wanted to have me around to punish me for what I did to you.”

Kyle gave her a slow, sarcastic clap. “Well, you’re finally catching up. I can’t believe it took you this long to figure it all out. I guess you’re not as smart as you think you are.” He snickered at her.

Abby stared up at him, dumbfounded and wondered how he could be so cruel and callous. She couldn’t believe the kind, sweet man she had fallen in love with three years earlier could be capable of saying and doing the things Kyle had been saying and doing to her for the last month. Abby buried her face in her hands and began to wail inconsolably.

“Oh please! Enough with the tears. Stop acting like I’m the bad guy here. You betrayed me, Abby. You cheated on me with another woman. And not just any woman. You cheated on me with my own sister, a woman who almost destroyed my family with her lies and her perversions.” Kyle stepped towards the table and placed his palms flat on it.

“Women throw themselves at me all the time, and I used to tell them to get lost because I loved you and respected you. You have no idea how many opportunities I’ve had to cheat on you, but I didn’t take a single one. Not only are you a cheater and a liar, you are also depraved and twisted like Brianna. So excuse me if I’m not moved by your waterworks.”

Abby raised her head up and scowled at Kyle. “Yes, I betrayed you, and I’m sorry. I’ve apologized a million times. I spend every waking second wishing I could take it all back, but I can’t. Yes, I did a terrible thing, and I understand why you are so angry at me, but I don’t think I deserve to be treated like this.” Abby leaped to her feet and stared at Kyle from across the small, round kitchen table. “I’m done, Kyle,” she declared, her voice unwavering.

Abby didn’t wait for Kyle to react to her announcement. With her gaze cast downward, Abby walked past Kyle to step out of the kitchen.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Kyle barked over his shoulder. “Get back here. I’m not done talking to you.”

Abby ignored Kyle and kept walking towards the bedroom, no longer afraid of upsetting him.

Being ignored by Abby made Kyle blind with rage. He had gotten used to Abby jumping at his every whim and command. He thought he could exploit her guilt a little longer before she decided she had enough. Huffing and gritting his teeth, Kyle rushed out of the kitchen and followed Abby into the bedroom. When he walked in, he found Abby pulling a suitcase out of the closet and flipping it open by the foot of the bed.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Kyle asked, stepping behind Abby.

Abby turned around, stuck her chin up, and stared at him defiantly. For the first time in a long time, she looked him in the eye without being afraid of him or feeling ashamed for what she did. She was through feeling guilty. She realized it was time she stood up for herself.

“I’m leaving you, Kyle,” she announced without hesitation before walking around Kyle to get to the dresser behind him.

 Kyle turned around and watched her open some of the dresser drawers and pull clothes out of them. Abby’s sudden burst of bravery took him by surprise. He didn’t think she had it in her. Kyle had a feeling she was not bluffing. She was going to leave him if he didn’t do something.

Clutching several pieces of clothing against her chest, Abby turned around to face Kyle.

“I’ve had enough of you belittling me and humiliating me. I’m a good person. I don’t deserve this treatment. I’m not going to take any more of your passive-aggressiveness, your constant snapping at me over little things, your controlling my every move, your jealousy… and now you’re fucking women in our apartment just to rub it in my face. I think I’ve paid enough for my mistake. I’m done.”

 Abby walked around Kyle to get to the open suitcase and dumped the crumpled clothes she was holding inside it. “You will never forgive me, let alone learn to love me again. I give up.”

“And where are you going to go?” Kyle asked, standing in the same spot and glaring at Abby as she rushed back and forth between the dresser and the suitcase.

“I don’t know. I’ll sleep in the subway if I have to. I can’t spend another second here with you.”

“You’re not going to go sleep in the subway. You’re going to go be with your sick, perverted lover. Aren’t you?”

Abby stopped pulling clothes out of the dresser and snapped around to face Kyle. His menacing glare used to make her cower in fear, but that morning, it didn’t even make her flinch. She stuck her chin up and spoke to him with confidence. “What if I am? She cares about me. She would never hurt me the way you have. I made a huge mistake choosing you over her.”

With his hands on his hips, Kyle chuckled and shook his head. “You’re such a stupid little girl, Abby. Do you really think I’m just going to let you leave and be with Brianna and pretend nothing happened? Do you think I’m just going to let the two of you be together after what you did to me?”

Abby narrowed her eyes at him. She wanted to tell him to go to hell but decided to hold her tongue. She realized she didn’t care what he thought or felt anymore. She couldn’t wait to get out of there, so she turned around and continued pulling clothes out of the dresser drawers.

Abby’s ignoring him pushed Kyle over the edge. Rage coursed through him, impairing all of his senses. He grabbed Abby’s elbow, flipped her around and gripped her forearm in one swift move. “Goddamn it, Abby. Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

Abby let out a small yelp when Kyle swung her around. Holding her breath, she glared up at Kyle. The sinister cloud that enveloped Kyle’s grey eyes terrified Abby to her very core, but she was determined not to show it. Gulping down large breaths, Abby held Kyle’s gaze and tried to appear defiant. Inside, her heart was racing a mile a minute. Kyle had never hit her. She wondered if that was about to change.

“Answer me,” Kyle barked, squeezing and shaking Abby’s forearm. “Do you really believe I’m just going to let you leave this apartment and forget about everything you did to me?”

Abby licked her lips and took a small pause before responding. She needed to choose her next words to Kyle very carefully so as to not set him off. She had a feeling things could go badly for her if she said the wrong thing. She lowered her voice to a whisper and spoke very slowly.

“Just let me leave please. You can’t keep me here against my will. You can’t lock me up or chain me to the bed. If you do, people will wonder what happened to me. They will look for me and ask questions. You don’t want that. You could end up getting in a lot of trouble.”

Kyle had anticipated that one day Abby was going to figure out his vindictive scheme and tried to leave before he had punished her enough. So he came up with a back-up plan. The expression on his face began to soften because he knew his back-up plan was fool proof. He let out a small chuckle and shook his head. It was time to reveal the ace under his sleeve. He released Abby’s forearm and took a step back. Abby stayed put with her back pressed against the dresser. She didn’t know what to make of the change in Kyle’s demeanor.

Kyle crossed his arms over his chest. “I know I can’t hold you here against your will, Abby. I’m not an idiot. I don’t need to hold you captive to ruin your life or Brianna’s. All I need to do is pick up the phone and make a call.”

Abby furrowed her brow. “What are you talking about?”

“What has Brianna told you about her past?” Kyle asked.