Divorced, But Not Broken
Divorced, but Not broken Chapter 51

I had been twisting all night, been up more and just drinking more water, peeing and them back to turning around, so I was basically a zombie when my alarm went off and I just stared into the ceiling, where the hell was Jonah? I know he said that he would be gone, but I was starting to worry. Austin didn't seem like the kind of man to be trifled with, no he was dangerous, and I was worried that he would do something, to Jonah... to me or anyone else in our surroundings. I almost screamed when the door started to pound, I was dressed, not sure what to do or who to call when I got a message on my phone from Jonah making me release the air I was holding in, telling me that it was Tom outside, oh thank God for that! "You better have clothes on this time pretty, I'm not taking any more chances getting my a*s kicked just because I saw your tits!" I giggled when I opened the door, he had his eyes closed and I was so thankful, he didn't look hurt at all making me surprised, Jonah looked like he wanted blood the other night and I was so sure that he was the one getting his a*s kicked when he looked just like he always did, tank top, kind eyes and a small grin when he finally looked up from covering his eyes dramatically. "My tits are covered, you can relax." I had on one of my blouses, ignoring the fact that it was too small, making the buttons gap just the slightest but not enough for me not to be able to wear it.

He walked inside, not waiting for me to let him and I just watched him, this was more his second home then mine, and he knew why he was here even if he hadn't brought it up.

"I'm glad you are okay...." My voice trailing off when he turned around, frowning like he didn't know what I was talking about, like I hadn't heard the screams and muffled sounds of someone getting the shit beaten out of them.

"Why wouldn't I be fine? Look at me, I'm the hottest guy around this part of town." He winked making me smirk, sure he was good-looking, and big, but he wasn't Jonah, didn't have strange energy that made girls just stare at him, guys too if I was being honest. "I just.... you know... I thought Jonah beat the crap out of you.... When..." I gestured at my tits, and he followed my hand, and did stare at them making me smirk more, he still was a guy, and I didn't care, since I knew he wouldn't touch me.

He stopped staring after a few second, like he caught himself doing something he wasn't supposed to do and stared me back into my eyes looking grim all the sudden.

"No, that wasn't me getting my ass kicked....and for the record, I know how Jonah fights, since he is my bro, so it wouldn't be that easy for him like you seem to think for him to take me out, I'm not f*****g Chris..." he smirked and I just watched his eyes become something I had never seen before, dangerous.

I said nothing back. What the hell was I supposed to say, that I started to get that maybe Tom wasn't just the nice guy with kind eyes and warm grins when I talked to him, because right now, he didn't look anything like that, more like someone that was just waiting to go and beat the shit out of the first person he saw.

He blinked a few times, his posture started to relax, and I just tried to not look so goddam spooked over the fact that he had darkness in him, just like Jonah had when he smiled at me, looking like himself again, or the one that I was used to, the kind eyes and helpful guy he was.

"Let's go pretty, I need to get back to Jonah and you need to get to work right?" he made a chuckle when I just nodded, yes, right, work.... I reached out for my purse, and he walked pass me, opening the door like a gentleman and I just stayed quiet when none of us said a word more about what he had said.

I was sitting in his car, it seemed like he didn't have the same taste as Jonah, having a truck, it was newer but still a truck when I just stared at the road same as him, fuck I wish I had never seen that in his face, I wish he just would have stayed a sweet caring guy that didn't have it in him to make someone bleed.

"Hey Andrea, you don't have to be afraid of me, I don't hit women. my mom would kill me if I did and I like you, like I told you, I would miss you if you would go away." I was having my hand on the handle, getting out of the big truck when his young voice stopped me, making me turn around and see his serious face, he didn't call me my real name unless he was, I had figured out.

"I'm not afraid." I just said that. I wasn't, I just wished that he didn't show me this side of him, I already had enough of Jonah going all psycho on me sometimes, it was just nice to know that he was a good guy, but he wasn't, and I had gotten my heart broken for some reason.

"Yeah... I guess you not, if you were then you shouldn't be with Jonah...." He smirked at the end like it was funny, but I wasn't laughing anymore, Jonah was a bad guy, is that was he was telling me?

"Was it that Brandon kid, was he the one that Jonah hurt?" I looked at him seriously, my eyes watching his face change, he didn't want to talk about it, not to me like he didn't want to be that guy either that helped making another human bleed when he was around

me.

"Yeah." He just said that, and I made a scoff, of course it was.... he was too mouthy, and Jonah didn't like that, he hated when you talked back to him when he was pissed, even I knew that.

We didn't say anything more when my hand went for the handle again and this time he didn't say anything and I got out, I didn't say goodbye or anything, I just walked out, leaving the brooding guy behind me, I really hoped that he knew that I was disappointed in him, Jonah I got because he had no control, and I didn't like that either, but I expected better from Tom, making me the worst hypocrite in the world I guess for blaming him and not Jonah for being a bad guy.