Chapter 172. I’m Going to My Wedding

DEAN

"Impact her for me," I asked.

Carla picked up the phone. "What do you want, Dean?"

"I'll kill you, Carla. I promise I'll kill you. Did you hear me?"

"You always say you'll kill people, and you never do. Admit it, Dean. I'm winning in your own game. You started this when you left me and chose her. Remember, you can stop the game if you come back to me."

"I'll never go back to you," I refused.

"Then get ready to see your loved ones dead," she ended the call.

"Carla!" I shouted, but she had already hung up. I looked at my phone screen. I felt like throwing the phone away.

The call made me furious. Carla was pushing me to the limit. It had only been a day since she and I broke up, and I couldn't stand her anymore. I wanted to kill her. I hated her. I hated her more than Damon. She messed with my family. I told Carla about Jake. I