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“I don’t know, man. I don’t see why she would go there.”
“It can’t hurt to look,” Sean says getting to his feet. “Come on, I’ll help.”
“Yeah, I’m up for a stroll,” Carter says getting to his feet after downing the rest of his drink.
"What's up with you?" I question as we head for the back door.
He looks back over his shoulder and waits until we’ve cleared the door to answer. “It’s Bri,” he says with a sigh. “I think the weddings getting to her. She keeps hinting that this is what’s next for us.”
Sean scoffs at that. "Let me guess," he starts. "That's freaking you the fuck out."
“Fucking oath,” he says as he brings up his hand to rub the back of his neck. “What’s wrong with what we’ve got now?”
"Nothing," I say, "but a woman like Bri isn't going to be satisfied with just that. She's the commitment type. For some godforsaken reason, she loves you and staying with her is going to require a wedding and a shit load of kids running around."
“Don’t say that,” he grunts.
“What’s the problem with marriage and kids?” Sean asks as we start looking around the yard.
“Nothing,” he says. “It’s just not what I’ve ever pictured for myself.”
“Well you need to figure that shit out,” I tell him as my eyes continue scanning the yard. “She’s not going to wait forever and you don’t want to push her away in the meantime.”
He lets out a frustrated sigh as he pulls his phone out of his pocket and turns on his torch app. We all follow suit as we get deeper into the yard.
“Elle?” I call out.
“It’s fucking simple,” Sean says continuing the conversation. “Do you love her?”
“Yeah,” he says as it truly is the simplest thing.
“Then I don’t see your problem.”
Carter sighs again and this time I understand where he’s coming from. Carter and I have never been the commitment type, that’s changed for me but Sean, he’s a different story, he wanted to marry Sara the second he met her all the way back in high school. He practically proposed the second their ages deemed it acceptable.
“Yo, what’s that?” Carter says as he points his torch in the direction of something near the trees edge.
We all head over to the shiny object that seems to reflect against the torch’s light.
The closer we get, the worse my stomach drops as I’d recognise that shiny little object anywhere, after-all, I was only starting at my woman in it all night. I dash over and confirm my thoughts. I pick up the golden high heel and turn to show my brothers.
“You sure that’s hers?” Carter asks. “All the girls are wearing the same shit.”
“Dude, you were just watching the girls dancing. They were all there except for Elle.”
"She wouldn't have wandered into the trees, would she?" Sean asks with concern.
“I fucking hope not,” I grunt. These bushes are huge and it’s dark-as-fuck out here. If she has wandered in here, without her phone and after drinking all day, she could be in trouble.
I do what any concerned boyfriend would do and dive straight into the trees. “Elle?” I call as the boys start doing the same thing.
I walk deeper and deeper, searching everywhere. Come on, Elle, where the fuck are you? I hope she isn’t hurt or passed out. “Elle,’ I call out again, only to get no response.
Babe, tell me where you are.
Panic starts seeping, there more and more I hear the boys calling out for her and getting nothing in return. I spend another few minutes searching around when I see a golden piece of torn silk amongst the sticks and fallen leaves. I pick it up and there is no mistaking the material is Elle’s.
“Carter, Sean,” I call out. They start making their way over but I keep searching deeper into the trees. I hear a rustling coming from my left and I head that way. I step around a bush and my heart sinks.
Elle lays motionless on the ground, covered in grazes and bruises with Max hovering above her, desperately trying to strip her out of her underwear.
I see red.
“Get the fuck off her,” I demand before flying towards the fucker and throwing him as far away from my woman as possible. He gasps in surprise but doesn’t have a chance to react before I come down on him, nailing him over and over again with as many blows to the face as it will take until my rage subsides.
"Fuck," I hear Sean behind me. He races towards me and desperately tries to break me away from Max but I overpower him with ease.
“Stop it,” Sean yells. “You’re going to fucking kill him.”
"Good," I grunt before I suddenly find both my brothers at my arms dragging me backward. I try to break free but against the two of them, it's impossible. "Let me go," I demand.
