Page 43 of Rebel Fighter


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“Robert,” she grumbles. “Texted and said that he would be out for the night.”

“Tonight?” I ask, my interest finally piqued. If I could have her for the night I would take it. Before I left her after graduation I wanted to take her on a special date. She doesn’t know it yet but we have an expiration date. One that not even I can stop right now.

“No, the night before graduation,” she smiles, this time I can see the ideas running through her mind behind her eyes. “That means we can go out for the night. Just us. You won’t have a fight, sooo,” she drawls.

“You want me to take you on a date?” I guess even though it was exactly what I was thinking.

She just gives me a dead-eye stare and glares. Oh yeah, she wants me to take her on a date. I just stare at her and watch her instead of giving anything away. My face is expressionless and I almost chuckle when her nose and eyes scrunch up in the cute way they do when she’s starting to get angry.

“Trevor,” she huffs before punching my arm. “Are you seriously going to make me beg you?”

I hum and put the truck in drive pulling out of the school parking lot and down the road. I have to drop her at home before getting to the gym. She doesn’t know it but I have a meeting with her father tonight to hopefully convince him one last time to let her walk away with me after graduation.

After a few minutes of silence, I finally give her an answer when I see her fidgeting just enough that I know she’s about to unleash violence on me. “Be ready by eight. Put on something comfy and warm. I'll pick you up.”

“Eeeppp!” she squeals again, unbuckling her seatbelt to reach over the center console to hug me and kiss my cheek.

“Sit your ass in that seat and be a good passenger princess or no date,” I grumble. Her safety is always my first priority and if she keeps touching and kissing me I’m going to put this truck in park, drag her across the seat and onto my lap, and fuck her pretty little brains out.

The rest of the drive she spent filling me in on her day and trying to get me to give her details about the date I planned. Not once did I let my idea slip which just seemed to irate her more. By the time I pulled up to the front of her gates to drop her off, she was all worked up and I knew she would be thinking about it for the rest of the night.

“Love you, T,” she leans over to kiss me before climbing out of the truck. She doesn’t wait for me to answer before she slams the door shut and punches in the gate code to head up her driveway.

Damn vixen.

* * *

“He was supposedto be here fifteen minutes ago,” I grumble looking at the time on my phone for what felt like the thousandth time.

Two of my good friends were attending this meeting with me at the gym. Thank fuck the owner agreed to close early for the day and was letting me use this space for the meeting. It wasn’t like Robert and I could be out in the open and have a civil conversation. No, his meeting with the street trash like myself would tarnish the perfect reputation he built up for himself. Right, when I’m about to start pacing across the weight area the back door squeaks open.

“Let’s make this quick,” Robert calls out as he steps inside. His perfectly tailored suit stood in stark contrast to the black jeans and tee I was wearing. The man pulled his sunglasses off and folded them neatly into his inside pocket before the door closed behind him. Taking a handkerchief from his pocket he whipped his hands as he approached us.

What a stuck-up prick.

“Robert,” I nod tightly, approaching him.

“If you're wanting a deal Trevor, it isn't going to happen. Scum like you will never be good enough for my blood. Emma is mine to do with as I please. Once she gets away from you I’ll have her under my thumb again. She just needs a firm hand and she will submit to the right husband. I have a couple of people in mind. A certain mafia heir is looking for a wife I’ve heard. She would make a good match,” he hums and smiles.

That fucker.

I will never allow some mafia prick to get his hands on Emma. She is too good, too pure for the likes of them. If Robert gets his way he will completely ruin Emma. She may kill herself just to avoid the future he has in mind for her. A world without my Little Vixen is one that I would never survive in. She’s my light in the darkness.

“I’ll do whatever you want if you make Emma mine,” I bargain. I know I shouldn’t have said it. Behind my friends, my brothers, swear at my words. Robert could do anything to me with that offer but if Emma was safe, well that’s all that matters to me.

“Tempting,” he pauses. “But no. I have plans for that daughter of mine and they don’t include you. We’re done here.” He spins on his heel to turn to walk away. “Oh, and Trevor,” he pauses to look back at me. “I suggest if you aren’t gone by graduation I’ll kill my daughter just to make a point to you. Plans be damned.” With his last words, he walks away, and the door he entered through slams shut behind him one more.

“FUCK!” I roar, turning around to slam my fist into the closest thing behind me. Thankfully, it happened to be a punching bag. Now I had no choice. I had to leave, to get my life together. I needed to become stronger and more powerful than Robert Delcoure himself.

I can only hope Emma will forgive me for this. One day.

TWENTY-NINE

TREVOR

The drive back to the safe house felt like the longest in my life. Not knowing what was going on, and having no control over the situation was maddening. My nerves were completely shot and I knew I would kill anyone and everyone who stood in my way of finding my love and my daughter. The second I had both of them back in my arms I would be marrying Emma, her father be damned, and the two of them would never leave my sight ever again. They will be locked down far away from here. I have allies in a lot of places who would be willing to take the three of us until the heat with Robert died down some.

My mind couldn’t help but wonder back to when I had left the first time to protect Emma when we were in high school. I had been doing that a lot lately, thinking about the past and if I could have changed anything back then. The answer was no, I knew that now, but it didn’t change the fact that I wish I could have. Emma and I were on the paths we were destined to be on. The one thing I could be thankful for was that we had each other once again and this time I would not be giving her up. No, Emma was stuck with me for good the second I got her back. I just have to hope that she can forgive me for letting her get taken. I promised her they would both be safe, that Robert wouldn’t get to either of them. I broke my promise. I failed.

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