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“I-I know. I just… I don’t even know if I’m capable of feeling that way about anyone and I’m…” His eyes narrow in anger. “I’m fucking terrified, okay? I’ve hurt her. I’ve hurt her in a way I’m not sure she’s ever going to be able to forgive me for, and I don’t know what to do about it. How am I meant to come back from this?”
His brows jump to his hairline at my question.
“Are you really standing there asking for my advice for how to get my sister to forgive you for this?”
I shrug. “You know her better than anyone. Who else do you suggest I ask?”
His jaw pops and his teeth grind. “I think right now, you know her better than I do. I had no idea she was capable of lying to me quite as successfully as she has for the past few weeks.”
“I’m sorry I caused that. I’m… I’m just fucking sorry, Oak. But Liv, she’s… fuck.” I scrub my hand down my face, feeling all kinds of awkward. “She’s fucking everything.”
“Fucking right she is. She deserves the world, not to be treated like she’s nothing but a piece of shit on your shoe to sate your need for revenge.”
“I know. I fucked up. But I don’t know how to fix it.”
“Well, you’re gonna need to figure it out or you’re going to lose her.”
His words are like a bat to my chest.
“How is she?” I ask.
Being in their house was a special brand of torture. Knowing she was right above my head, that all it would have taken was for me to climb the stairs and crash my way into her room to see her was almost too much to bear. But I had to do it. I had to do it for her.
She’s asked for space, and all I can do right now is follow orders.
I hoped that time might be enough for her to calm down and want to talk about it, but as each day passes, I know I’m kidding myself.
I’m going to need to do something, and it’s going to need to be something epic. And even then, it might not be enough.
“She’s a mess, Reese. You might as well have shoved your hand into her chest and ripped her heart out.”
“Really?” I ask, an embarrassing amount of hope in my tone.
“You don’t need to look so happy about it,” Oak scoffs.
“I’m sorry,” I say, rubbing my jaw and trying to tamp down my joy at his statement. “It just means she cares.”
“Jesus. You two are as fucking bad as each other,” he mutters, spinning on his heels and making a beeline for the fridge again.
“I need her, man,” I confess as he pulls another beer free. Only one though, I notice.
“I don’t wanna give you my blessing here, you know that, right?”
“Your fists on Sunday clued me into that, yeah.”
“I want the best for her. For her to be treated like a queen, not fucked around for kicks.”
“That’s not—”
“I’m not finished,” he growls, downing half his beer. “I want her to be happy, Reese. More than anything, I want to see her smile. And right now, she’s fucking miserable, and I don’t even think it’s because of what you did. It’s because she fucking misses you.
“So no, I’m not fucking happy about it. But if you can swear to me that from here on out you’ll never do anything to intentionally hurt her, then I might—and I emphasise that might as strongly as possible—be able to get on board with it.”
“Why do I sense a hugebutcoming?”
“Because there is.” He glares at me, showing me how serious he is about this. “You will make this right, you will prove to her—and me—that you are serious, that she’s it for you. You will not look at any other girl, and you will not breathe a word against her, because the only one of us that deserves shit talking about them is you.”
I nod, unable to do anything but agree.
