Damn you, Carrero.
I sway in time to her singing a few lines then bring the phone back down when I'm able to stand the sound of him again.
"Emma? … Emma?! … f**k's sake! Emma?!" Jake's mid-ranting and sounds overly worked up into aggressive mode.
Oops. He obviously didn't like Leila's singing.
"Don't swear at me! You of all people should not be swearing at me right now," I snap and immediately burst into tears, drunk and emotional are not a good combo, having him verbally close is just making me worse.
Does he have no clue of how much he's hurt me or messed my head up?
He inhales slowly, steadily, to calm his temper, his tone lowers but there's that sound he makes when he's talking through gritted teeth; his angry yet trying to control myself tone. I get a little ripple of longing ag
