Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 63139 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63139 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Oh.
Shit.
“Remy, let me explain,” I say, climbing out of the bed.
“Explain what?” he barks. “How you literally came to the garage so you could steal information and give it back to your father? Now you want us to fucking help you? To help you when you shit all over us.”
I close my eyes.
In all of the panic I’ve been feeling, I forgot that I had given my father information.
Of course he told them.
He wasn’t going to let that one slide.
“You need to listen to me,” I say, flicking on the lamp beside me. “I know you’re angry, but I stopped, okay? It did start out like that, but I ended it. I stopped it. I only ever gave him the tiniest bit of information. He asked me to plant that evidence on you, and I didn’t. Not once did I even consider it. Remy, I fucked up, but I stopped it.”
“You think that fuckin’ matters?” He laughs bitterly, shaking his head. “That little bit of information you gave him could be enough for everything to unravel. You have no fuckin’ idea what you’ve done.”
I exhale shakily and stand. “Look, I fucked up, but I’m sorry.”
“You think that matters to me now?”
“Remy ...”
“You can get out of my house. Eve will take you. I don’t want you anywhere near me.”
“Remy, please ...”
“You fuckin’ lied to us. You lied to us, and we have risked everything to help you. Fuck me, get out.”
Tears flow forth and roll down my cheeks.
I grab my things and bundle them up into my arms, and then I rush past him. I reach the front door and turn, staring at him. His face is tight, his eyes narrowed, and he looks like he’s going to flip if I say another word, but I have to say something. I have to.
“When he wanted someone to go into the club, I offered. I offered because my whole life, my family saw me as nothing. I wanted them to see I was worthy. I didn’t know any of you, and honestly, I didn’t care. But then, I got to know you all and I stopped. I swear to god I stopped, I wasn’t going to help him anymore because I wasn’t going to hurt the people who had been so kind to me. I did do the wrong thing, but, Remy, the second you all mattered to me, I put an end to it. I hope you understand that.”
I turn and walk out before he can yell at me any further.
Well.
Things just went from bad to worse.
“I’M SORRY, HONEY,” Eve says, handing me some sheets and a blanket. “I know this must be hard.”
“He hates me,” I say softly. “No doubt they all do. I deserve it, I know, but without them I’m screwed. I wish I could explain it, but I can’t. There is no way I can explain it that they’ll understand. I lied, and I gave out information that could harm them.”
“You made a mistake. We’ve all made them. They might be angry at you, but they’re not going to let you go away for a murder you didn’t commit. I promise you, they’re not going to step away from this.”
“Maybe not,” I whisper. “But when it’s done, I’ll never see them again. I think I’d rather go to prison.”
“Give them time, okay. Just give them time. The club doesn’t take kindly to betrayal but, trust me, we’ve had worse.”
“You’re all the only family I have left.”
I take the sheets to the spare bedroom and start making the bed. I’m fighting the tears, the pain, everything. I just want to make this go away, but I can’t. I have to own it, even if it means I lose everyone I care about.
I didn’t think they’d matter to me, I truly didn’t. If I did, I would have never helped my father.
I was wrong, but it’s too late.
Remy hates me.
I just lost the best thing I’ve ever had.
All because of my father.
My god damned evil father.
I’m ready to see him. I’m ready to tell him all the things I’ve kept bottled up.
I can’t wait a second longer.
I pull out the phone and dial Riggs.
“Not goin’ to lie,” he answers, “don’t really want to hear from you right now.”
“I know,” I say, taking a deep breath for calm. “But I need to see my father.”
“He’s otherwise engaged right now and you can’t come out here, remember?”
“Riggs, please. I know I’m in no place to ask you anything but I need to see him.”
“Can’t let you do that, Gabriella. Right now, we need you to stay there and don’t say or do another fuckin’ thing. You’ve done enough.”
“Riggs ...”
“I said what I said. I’m not changin’ my mind. You fucked us over, be grateful we’re helpin’ you at all.”
He hangs up the phone.