Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 79

Chapter 79: I Am Done With Her 

Callan 

“Nothing serious. There has been tension between us, alright but I knew what I promised.” I reminded him.

“Do you? Because if you are punching out my friend for asking Brianna out, then I don't think it is just tension. You clearly feel you have some claim over her. I fucking know you, Callan.” He called out and he was right.

“What do you want me to say?” I asked, Angelo was just behind us eating this shit up and Brianna was squirming with nerves.

He wouldn't talk to her, so all she could do was stand and wait. He gritted his teeth and for a single moment, he looked down at her and I didn't like the look he gave her before he returned his attention back to me.

“Did you fúck my sister?” 

Shít, here we go.

“Once,” I said outright, she gasped for me saying the truth. I guess she thought I would lie and cover it up.

That had made shit worse, I know he is a smart guy, he knows and if I lied, it would make me a worse friend than I already am.

“You mother fucker.” He lunged forward, I just stood there and let him sock me in the face.

“Bryce!” She yelled at him, scrambling over to us. I just grabbed my jaw and shook it out.

“I know, I am an asshole, go ahead and hit me again.” I offered it up to him and he didn't hesitate to punch me again. She yelled at us to stop.

“He is a whore, but what the fuck were you thinking, Brianna?” He turned his anger on her, she began stuttering over herself, trying to hold back tears.

“I am not a whore.” She mumbled.

“I know, which is why I am so disappointed that you fell for this bullshit. He is a player, Brianna, he doesn't care about you.” He said it like I wasn't in the room.

“Bryce, lay the fuck off her, I know who you are really mad at.” I call his attention back to me.

He whirled around and grabbed my shirt, another person about to rip damn buttons off. I can never keep clothes for too long.

“You are damn right I am. You promised me, you just don't give a single fúck, do you?” He shoved me off like he was disgusted with me, I grit my teeth but took it.

“I fucked up, I did restraint myself for a long time though.” I defended myself, he laughed sardonically and whirled around to punch me again. He got me good this time and I grabbed my face and huffed out a breath to calm my building anger.

“Alright, I deserved that.” I let it go.

She grabbed his arms because he was ready to come hit me  again.

“You fucking asshole,” he shook his head at me, pacing like a caged animal ready to lunge.

“I am going to stay the fúck away from her, Bryce. I already told her about it, it was a mistake.” She flinched at my words.

“You told her you are going to stay away, really?” He didn't believe me.

“I already admitted, I am an asshole. I don't know what else you want me to say about it.” I slapped my hands on my sides, I won't grovel, she was holding him by the chest but he was leaning over her and pointing a finger at me.

“You are going to fucking stay away from her, I am so fucking serous, Callan. You won't touch her again.” He warned me.

“I know, I agree with you.” I replied.

I didn't agree with him, I want to touch her again but I see how pissed my friend is and I know I fucked up. I did the wrong thing.

“Can we drop this, please. I am literally standing right here and you are talking like I am not even a person.” She snapped and Bryce looked down at her.

“I haven't even started saying my piece to you, Brianna. So I will hold onto that until I am finished with this asshole.” I didn't like the way he was speaking to her again.

“Don't go talking shit to your sister because you want to hit me more than I am going to let you.” I shook my head at him.

I heard Angelo mutter something again, knowing I just poked the bear.

“Let me?” He laughed.

“Yes, I just let you hit me three times, now we drop this.” I said to him, it didn't sound like an order, not that it is my nature.

“You aren't my boss in this, Callan. I don't have to respect you, not about this.” He shook his head.

“Which is why I let you hit me.” I reminded him.

“Let me?” He repeated once again.

“You aren't letting do shit, I am doing it on my own.” He moved his sister out of the way and swung at me again, this time I swung back.

“Stop it!” I heard her shouting at us.

Bryce isn't Zaveri though, he is a good fighter like I am so I knew if we started this, we were going to finish it. He started punching me in the ribs and that pissed me off, this is it, he wants to fight. I stopped holding back and began punching him in return, right in the gut. When he curled in on himself a little bit for where I hit his gut. I used my knee and knocked him in the chest to knock the air right out of him. He tried sucking in a breath which made Brianna nervous and she rushed over to him but he held his arm out to keep her away.

“Don't start, Bryce.” I gave him a chance to stop this, he didn't.

He sucked in a few long breaths to get the air back in him and then tackled me. The rest was just a mess of fists and people yelling. When Angelo would try to pry us apart, it only got us back on our feet so we could come grabbing at each other again. He threw me into his side table and I threw him into the breakfast nook chair. Things were crashing around and I could taste metallic all in my mouth. We were both bleeding, so I didn’t know where it was all coming from just yet. I guess Brianna ended up calling security because she couldn't take it anymore. A bunch of men came in and started pulling us apart.

“Fúck you, Callan. Fúck you!” He kept screaming at me past the guards.

When they saw it was me they grabbed, they hesitated to continue. They know who I am and they know they shouldn't get on my bad side, I let them keep it apart though because regardless of all this, Bryce is my best friend and I don't want to end up killing him or vice versa. We did enough damage and now it needed to be dropped. Angelo had his hand in her shudder, trying to console her. She was crying, it is not like I could walk over to her, I just wiped some blood from my split eyebrow and shucked off the guards hands from me.

“Is everything alright, Mr. Harold?” The head security asked.

“Yes, it is alright.” I nodded to him. Bryce was still looking at me with fire in his eyes and my eyes hadn't left his either, but I will drop it.

When I looked around, I saw the mess we left behind, things were broken, things were knocked all over the place. Her little fucking decorations things she kept on the coffee table were smashed beside it. I know she will be upset over that, she likes putting flowers in the white vase and has decorative candles and nice little things like that 

“Let's go, Callan.” Angelo spoke up finally.

He knew not to get involved in the fight, it is something we had to do to hash shit out. It is just how we settle things, Brianna looked at me with teary eyes and I couldn't read her expression. I wasn't sure what was thinking right now, I had to look away from her or Bryce would only flip out again.

“You stay away from her.” He repeated himself as I walked to the door.

“I already said I would. So fucking drop it.” I snapped at him before slamming the front door shut.

Angelo and I walked upstairs and he lingered in my kitchen while I cleaned the blood off myself.

“That might need stitches.” He leaned closer to see my eyebrow. I pushed his face away from me and just pressed it closed, putting a couple of bandaids tightly down on it to keep the skin together. I am not about to go get fucking stitches over a little cut.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He finally asked.

“No,” I deadpanned, unbuttoning my torn up shirt and throwing it to the ground.

“Was it more than just a fuck?” He asked, I paused at the end of my stairs.

“No, it was just a fuck.” I replied, leaving home down there.

I don't know what the fuck to do about any of this, I mean we fucked once and  it is not like we had this ongoing thing. I took her out once or twice, we went to that dinner party for her to make connections, it was all nothing. We all just stay away from each other. I know I would want to fuck her again, I won't pretend I suddenly don't have this attraction to her, because I do. She is sexy and off limits and that's what I gave into, I suck with the rules. I took one look at myself in the mirror and shook my head at my own appearance. Blood, bruises, torn clothes and messy hair, this nice cut over my eyebrow will be a nice reminder as to why I can't go there with Brianna again. I broke Bryce's promise, I know it is something I can't do again. 

We might have solved some of this with fits but there was a point where I wouldn't be able to repair it again. Things are already getting messy like I knew they would. I sucked my teeth when I felt the blood began to drip out of this fucking cut again. I bounded into the bathroom to handle it, I have no idea why she was thinking about all this but I know I need to delete her number from my phone so I don't call her or text her to find out. I hope Bryce isn't being a díck and yelling at her, she is upset enough.

All I know is that I have to stay away from Brianna Fletcher, for good this time. I am done with her.