“I did. Ty didn’t,” he shrugged, her eyes sliding to me.
“Something on your mind?” she asked, sipping her coffee as she studied me.
“I just don’t sleep great without Rory,” I mumbled, sitting at the table. “Did you see today’s new gossip?”
“I did. Have you heard from her?”
That made me frown, and I glanced at Caden to find him frowning too.
“What gossip are you talking about? I’m referring to the photos of Luke and Jensen making out and getting handsy.”
She pulled her phone out and scrolled for a minute before turning it to show us.
“Someone leaked that Slash left everything to her too. They’re camped outside his house.”
“Why the fuck won’t they leave her alone? Who leaked it?” I snapped.
“We know it's wrong, but they’re making a lot of money off you guys right now. The gossip that’s coming from this is insane. I have no idea who leaked it. Not many people knew about it.”
“Skeet told his guys yesterday,” Caden said with annoyance. “One of them must have.”
It didn’t take long for speculation to start about Rory and Diesel. Someone figured out whose truck was parked there, and that gossip mill started like wildfire.
Someone even commented saying she’d put on weight and had probably gotten knocked up.
Anger burned inside me like poison, knowing if my damn parents hadn’t mentioned my whereabouts that none of this would have happened.
It was their fault, which meant it was my goddamn fault.
“Ty,” Caden said in a sharp tone as I turned and headed back upstairs to get dressed, yanking my clothes on and snatching my keys from the bedside drawer.
I almost ran into Jensen and Lukas in the hallway, ignoring them as I jogged down the stairs and into the garage.
“Bro, where are you going?” Caden asked calmly as he followed me.
“Out.”
“Where? You can’t just run off, dude.”
“I need five fucking minutes, Caden,” I growled, unlocking my car and opening the door.
“Let me get dressed and I’ll come with you.”
“I’ll be back later,” I bit out before opening the garage door and climbing into the car, locking myself inside.
Cameras flashed as I backed out and headed towards the gate, security scrambling to open it for me. People filled the exit, surrounding the car to try and get a photo of me, and I was pretty sure someone screamed that I’d run over their foot, but that was their problem.
They were the one’s blocking me in when I was obviously trying to leave.
I floored it once I was out of the crowd, heading towards my place as the anger consumed me even more. My parents ruined everything, they always had.
Even now that they’d been out of my life for so long, they’d come back and started destroying my future. Rory didn’t want this, she liked flying under the radar, especially now that she had people hunting her.
It was hard to hide when someone was always following her and taking photos.
Would the Soldiers make a move publicly? I hoped not, but not all of them seemed to give a shit about spending the rest of their lives in prison.
Surprisingly, there were no reporters at my house, and suspicion filled me as I drove into the driveway and parked by the front door. It was eerily quiet.