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Blizzard was smart and quick, it would only take throwing Edge’s concentration off for a second for him to hopefully make a move and get himself and Jay away.
“Your dad’s angry because you weren’t smart enough to find the connection between Satan’s Sanctuary and me?” I taunted. “Or maybe he was just looking for an excuse to get rid of you, so he could have your pathetic excuse for an Old Lady.”
“Rose,” Blizzard warned, but I ignored him. Instead, keeping my eyes focused on Edge, his bruised jaw clenching as he attempted to control his anger. The problem was, no one had ever told him to keep it at bay. They had encouraged him to lose his mind and attack within a split second, not thinking of the consequences.
I felt for him. I did.
Beneath everything, there was a guy who cared. He'd even tried to protect me when his brothers found me out and tried to hurt me. There was light inside him, I knew there was, I'd seen it when we were separated from his brothers. But his loyalty was misplaced. The Vicious Vultures had their claws into him, infecting him with their poison. My heart yearned to reach out to him. To tell him that there was another path. It didn't have to be like this.
But I knew it would be wasted breath.
He was too far gone for me to help now. And now he was threatening the people I loved. He wouldn't get away with it.
“You wanted me, I knew it.” I took another step forward. The gun he held to Blizzard’s head was no longer steady and confident. It shook. I knew I had to hit home, I had to play my best cards, by turning his anger on me.
Sith and Edge had a shaky friendship at best. Sith thought he was better than Edge, and he didn’t hide it. I knew what I was about to say would push him over.
“Sith wanted me too, you could see that.” I heard the words in my head and just the thought made me sick, but I forced them out anyway. “The night we shot up and you passed out, I gave him exactly what he wanted.”
“You’re a liar and a fucking whore!” he yelled, the butt of his gun connected with Blizzard’s head.
“No!” I cried. Watching as Blizzard crashed to the floor, landing on his back with Jay bouncing on top of him. I could tell he was dazed, but conscious enough to push Jayla to her feet. She ran, my body sagging with relief as she disappeared.
Edge lifted the gun to me. “This what you wanted, Rosalie? For all the attention to be on you? Do you get off on deceiving people?”
He was baiting me but it wouldn't work. I had the upper hand now. I knew what I'd done was right. My eyes narrowed. “I thought you had some goodness in you. I thought you might be strong enough—”
“You knownothingabout me!” he screamed, his hand shaking.
“Iwasyou!” I fought back. “I went out of my way to please the people who I thought cared about me. I did stupid things, I hurt others, all because I was so fucking desperate to belong, to have someone love me.”
“Love is weak,” he growled.
“Youare weak. You’re a coward. You know that your club is evil yet you continue to do their fucking dirty work.”
He stared me down, maybe my words were starting to seep through his skin.
“I wanted to take you back to my dad. Watch him hurt you. See you scream,” he spat in anger. “But now, I think I'll take the pleasure in making you scream myself while your boyfriend here watches.”
I stared in stunned silence as his finger pulled back on the trigger.
I wasn’t scared, though.
I was at peace.
A shot rang out in the small space, the boom of the gun deafening but the thump of a body that followed was far more powerful than the sound of any weapon. Because it was the sound that told me it was over.
I dropped to my knees, not because a bullet had torn through my body.
I wasn’t in pain or dead.
Tears streamed like a waterfall as a man stepped out from behind the aisle.
I didn’t care to wonder why he was there or what it meant.
It was over.
And all I could do was cry.
“Come check on your man, tesoro mio.”
