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I swallow around the lump that has now taken residence in my throat. “Me and Ireland.”
He nods. I don't know how I could have missed that. Everyone knows Ridge would do anything to protect me, and the same goes for Ireland. I think they had a thing at one point. They both deny it to this day, but I know she has feelings for him.
“When can I see her?” The words tumble from my mouth before I can stop them. I don’t care what they say. I want to see my best friend. I need to.
"I don't know. I can talk to your brother and ask him to bring her here."
I nod before laying my head on his chest and curling up into his side. His arms wrap around me and I close my eyes. Being in his arms is the only thing keeping me sane right now. If I didn't have Jagger, I don't know what I would be doing…besides going crazy with worry.
The doorbell rings, making me groan. He kisses the top of my head and rolls out from under me. All he has on is a pair of sweats that ride low on his hips. I watch the way his muscles move and contract with every step he takes. As he walks out of view, I try to close my eyes again. My body is telling me that I need sleep, while my mind races with a million different things that I need to find out.
I know if I ask more questions, Jagger will get quiet on me. He only likes to tell me things I need to know, preferring to keep me in the dark on everything else.
I hear voices coming from the other room, but I can’t bring myself to get up to see who is here. A flash of blonde hair comes into the room and jumps onto the bed, making me suck in a breath. Ireland buries herself under the covers so quickly, I think I’m hallucinating. “Thank God you’re okay, Bresy,” she whispers as she hugs me tightly. I yelp from the pain, then wrap my arms around her, too.
"I glad you're okay, too," I whisper into her hair. We just lay here, arms around each other, not moving. We’ve been through a lot of things together, but this is probably the worst yet.
“What happened?” I hate asking the question, but I need to know. It bothers me that I can’t remember much of the night.
"I don't know. The last thing I remember was dancing with you. Next thing I knew, I was being carried through some shitty hallway until I ended up with Ridge." A tear runs down her cheek. I carefully reach out to wipe it away. Her face is swollen, scratches and bruises covering her normally clear skin.
“Ridge wasn’t a dick, was he?” I ask, a hint of a smile on my lips. She giggles and shakes her head.
"It was like he was totally a different person when he brought me to his place…which is a disaster, by the way.” I wrinkle my nose at that. Ridge was always such a damn neat freak, so for her to say he is now a slob worries me.
“Really? It’s a mess?”
She nods before grabbing my hand and intertwining our fingers. "Yeah, it is so unlike him. I don't know what's going on, but he needs you, Bresy. I can see the hurt written all over his face when we talk about you. He loves you so much, it is killing him that you guys are at odds.”
She will never understand. I already know that’s how it’s going to be.
