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“Not you, so why does it matter?” I could never figure out which one of the guys she was sleeping with. When I asked Tay and Xan, they both just shrugged and refused to answer me.
“Why are you walking around my house like you have a right?” She dumps the cloth in the sink and mimics my position on the other side of the counter.
“Because you and I both know that the three of you still can’t bring yourself to hurt me. I’ve been here mere hours and already your best friends are tripping over their feet and falling into my vagina.” I shudder with disgust at the mental picture she is painting.
“You’re worse than a fucking guy, you know that?” She shrugs and purses her lips.
“Maybe. I’ve never lied about what I want or who I am. I don’t do commitment and never will, you all know this. Now, how about we stop with the bullshit small talk and trying to figure out whose cock was inside me ten minutes ago and remove the elephant in the room, shall we?”
“Jesus Christ, River!” I grit out as I scrub a hand down my face in frustration. Out of all the women in the world, we could have possibly formed a bond. Of course, it had to be one without a filter and a personality as fucked up as a serial killer. “How the fuck do you not have a cock swinging between your legs with the amount of big dick energy you put out?”
Without missing a beat the bitch claps back, “Because I prefer to suck cock not stroke one out in the shower and plus, I have really long fingers so it makes it easy for me to hit my own G-spot.”
I refuse to acknowledge that shit!
“I’m going to bed. Get the fuck out of my kitchen.” Before I can move an inch she fires back at me.
“I’ll leave when you tell me what you plan to do with my sister?” My eyes narrow in warning but she ignores it. “I know you are livid and want her to suffer but believe me when I tell you that she has been suffering, silently for years without knowing why.”
“Clearly, she hated you six years ago and now you both seem fucking chummy.” Her lip twitches, it’s always been her tell whenever she’s getting angry.
“She never hated me, we’re sisters and we tend to fight because of Percy filling her head with shit. I’m not lying to you she really did?—”
“I don’t fucking care!” I roar as I slam my palms down on the marble counter. River reels back, dropping her arms to her sides. “I hate her, I fucking hate her!”
“I know–”
“You know nothing!” I shout. “You have no idea how I fucking feel. That night changed everything for me. I didn’t want this shit or to be the boss. All I wanted was to live a normal life and one day make enough money to give the girl I had fallen for a life she deserved, but look how fucking well that turned out. All she had to do was come to me and I would have fixed everything. I could have saved my sister but that selfish bitch ruined everything.”
I keep my gaze on River as she moves around the counter to come stand before me with a pitying look in her eyes that grates on my fucking nerves. I don’t need her pity. I may not have wanted this life but I wouldn’t give it up now that I have everything. I’m not weak or worrying about how to help my mother pay the bills, I own a fucking country.
“Knox,” she whispers my name as she wraps her arms around me, causing me to stiffen in surprise. This bitch isn’t the type to be affectionate or offer anyone a shoulder to cry on. After a minute my rage slowly starts to ease and I find my arms lifting on their own accord to return her embrace. “I’m sorry all this happened to you but you have to know that this isn't who you really are. In the absence of light, darkness will prevail. Don’t let this darkness consume you and change who you are.”
Shoving her away from me, I sneer at the angry look in her eyes. “You think you can come back into my life after six years and mumble some mumbo jumbo bullshit then all will be right in the world?” I scoff and push on before she can answer. “You made your choice six years ago. It’s clear to me now that we meant nothing to you. All we were to you was some punk kids your father hated and you used us to get on his nerves, nothing more.”
“Fuck you, I loved the three of you like brothers?—”
“Bullshit!” I snarl as I get right in her face. “You ran like a scared little bitch.”
“My sister was in the hospital for months, what did you want me to do?”
“Have the fucking guts to come to my sisters funeral!” I shout so fucking loud I know I would have woken the others. River stumbles backward, looking pale. “I trusted you. I let you in and welcomed you as one of us, only for you to turn your back on us like we were nothing the moment your father demanded you to. You may be fucking Tay and Xan but that doesn’t mean we are friends. By the time I am done with your sister, you will hate me as much as I hate the both of you.” I turn, not caring what the fuck she has to say but the cunts words have me tensing.
“There’s a fine line between love and hate and you, Knox Bronson, still love my sister.”
“Never said I didn’t,” I snarl.
Lakeland
I come to with a groan. My eyes are puffy and feel swollen from all the crying yesterday and my back is aching from sleeping on the hardwood floor. I slowly sit up, grunting when my back cracks. My head feels foggy from all the headaches yesterday but I push through the pain and climb to my feet needing to use the bathroom. A quick scan of the room has relief flooding through me that he isn’t here. After relieving myself, I splash some water on my face and help myself to the toothbrush, not caring who it belongs to. Once I finish I stare at myself in the mirror and cringe.
Why me?
It’s the thought that has plagued me for years. I reach up and part my hair at the back, running my fingers over the scar. My head was cracked open from the accident and I needed emergency surgery but the details of that night still elude me to this day. All I know is what my father has told me. I hate that I have to rely on someone else’s version of the events when they weren't even there. Whenever I think about that night, a pit always forms in my stomach and if I push too hard to try to remember, my head begins to throb like it does when I stress too much.
“Hungry?” I jolt and spin around to see Taylan standing in the doorway with a smirk on his face.
“Am I allowed to eat?” The sarcasm is thick in my voice and I don’t feel an ounce of guilt for it. Taylan doesn’t comment on my snarky attitude, instead he grips my hand and drags me after him. “I don’t want to eat!” I snap as he drags me down the stairs, ignoring my protests. I stumble over my own feet but he doesn’t seem to notice or care. “Where is my sister?” Taylan still refuses to answer me as we round a corner, my protests stopping at the sight of my sister sitting at the counter smiling as she talks to… Xander?
