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Maybe, I could even find a way to make amends with Zane as well. He deserved it after all. We'd misjudged him terribly, something that I, of all people, was supposed to know better than to do.
But I did.
And now everything was fucked.
“Marshall?” Someone called my name. “Marshall, what are you doing here? Have you been there all night?” I recognized that voice.
Blinking my eyes, I saw the rays of sunlight cascading through the room. She stood over me, hair unbound and floating around her face while the beams of light danced around her. She looked like an angel.
When I opened my eyes fully, I saw there was worry on her soft face.
“Are you okay?” She asked.
I smiled up at her, wondering how on earth I got so lucky to wake up and see her first thing in the morning.
“I'm fine,” I said, aware of how my morning voice was probably sounding to her ears.
She nodded and stood to her full height.
“I umm, I just need to pass,” she said. And it was only then I remembered I fell asleep against the door last night.
I blinked the sleep out of my eyes and got to my feet to allow her freedom.
“What were you doing in here?” She asked when she stopped at the threshold.
I didn't know how to respond to that without sounding like a creep. What did I say? That I snuck in here while she was sleeping because I couldn't bear to be without her through the night? No, of course not.
“I just...couldn't sleep in the guest room is all,” I replied.
“You could've told me—I told you it was no problem for me to sleep there—”
“I know what I said, Trish. And I meant it,” I replied. “You can stay in here for as long as you like. Last night, it...” I swallowed. Nothing I could say would make this situation better. “It won't happen again.”
She looked at me, and I could see the bit of disappointment lingering just behind her eyes. She opened her mouth to say something, but then closed it. And walked away.
Chapter Three
Trisha
It had been two days since my brother and I spoke to each other. We’d never gone this long without at least texting each other before. It was eating me alive and all I wanted to do was reach out to him and tell him that I was sorry and find out what happened between him and Amelia that made him come home so early.
But every time we saw each other during those days, he wouldn’t even catch my eye.
I couldn’t even talk to Marshall about it because I couldn’t erase my brother’s words from my head.
The only good that came of this entire situation was I no longer felt the need to pick up a bottle every time something went wrong in my life. And this was the biggest wrong that I’d faced since I’d quit.
Instead, all I wanted now was peace. I had seven days left in town and I didn’t want to spend it fighting with my brother and Marshall.
I lay on the bed that night, with my head hanging just off it and just looking at the world upside down. With my hands laying flat on my stomach, I took a deep breath.
This wasn’t the way I’d wanted to spend my vacation. And it wasn’t the way I was going to.
Yes, Marshall had a past, but so did I. And yes, I’d fallen for my brother’s best friend, but Zane needed to understand there wasn’t anything he could do about that. So, it was either he came to terms with it, or he could sulk around for the rest of his life over it. But I wouldn’t let these things ruin my time back home.
I took a deep breath before going to the bathroom and taking a shower.
Marshall was probably still at the barn or he was out in town running errands. I didn’t care. He wasn’t the one I needed to see first.
