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Even after ten years , if I were to do something, it would still start a blood war.
That is still the situation and the warning I got loud and fucking clear.
I just need to let her go.
It would help if I knew she was okay.
But I know she’s not.
Chapter Three
Gabe
10 years ago…
She was supposedto meet me last night and she didn’t show.
That’s never happened.
No answer to her calls either.
Nothing.Not my messages, not my calls, just nothing.
The panic took me this morning when I woke up and saw there was nothing from her.
I’m a crazy son of a bitch and I won’t stand for any shit from her father. If he wants to fight I’ll fucking fight.
That is what I’m gunning for when I get to her home.
Donny can’t keep me from seeing Charlotte. Even if I have to take her and leave this fucking place I’ll do it.
I pull up on her drive ready for war. But…something about her house looks off. The feeling grows stronger when I step out of my car. There’s a weird vibe about the place. Feels like something happened. The windows are all open, so is the door.
The front door is wide open. Andfuck, is that a bullet hole in the door?
I run inside when I see that, run right in and hear sobbing. Not crying… sobbing. Wails of desolation are probably more the correct words.
It’s coming from the living room. When I get there I see Donny and Marie, his wife, both kneeling on the ground holding each other and crying.
Cordelia is sitting in the armchair just staring into space. Her face is puffy and swollen. Her eyes red and blotchy.
I walk into the room and they look at me but no one says anything. I open my mouth to speak but my eyes land on a massive stain on the carpet.
Blood.
That’s blood.
“What the fuck happened here?” I demand.
They just look at me. Donny looks like he can’t say shit and Marie is inconsolable.
Cordelia is just staring with a slight part to her lips like she’s trying to talk but can’t.
“Guys!Fuck, tell me what the fuck happened!” I bellow.
I move to Cordelia because she looks like my best bet for finding out something.
She flinches when I crouch down before her. The glare I give her tells her I’m serious as fuck and she knows better than to keep me waiting for an answer.
