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My police radio beeps with a call.
I hold my hand up to stop her. “I need to go. It seems like you need time to come up with your answer. Don’t worry about it. I don’t fucking care.”
With that, I turn around and walk away.
* * *
Gage’s faceis contorted in what almost looks like disgust when I slip back into the car. “Wow,” he draws out, as if, like Chloe, he’s at a loss for words. “I’m not sure what to say to you right now, except for I’m fucking sorry and I’m here for you, man.”
I only nod.
The rest of our shift passes in a blur.
No one gets arrested.
Gage doesn’t bring the conversation back up until he pulls into my driveway when our shift ends.
“What are you going to do?” he asks, shifting into park.
My mind races with the endless questions I have for people—Chloe, my dad, my mom, Trey.
“I have no fucking idea,” I mutter.
He rubs the back of his neck and moves it from side to side. “Maybe there is a reason she kept it from you.”
I scratch my cheek and give him a silent look.
“You know why Lauren kept her secret from me.”
“That’s different, man. She lied to protect someone you love.”
“Chloe lying saved your mom from heartbreak and humiliation,” he adds. “There had to be a reason for it.”
I scoff. “That’ll change tonight. Roger might as well have shouted it from a microphone. People will know, and if Chloe had been up-front with me, we could’ve talked about it. Roger wouldn’t have seen the confusion on my face, and the chances of him running his mouth would’ve been lower.” I shake my head. “I can’t be with a liar. I’ve given her nothing but honesty since we’ve been together and received nothing but lies and walls up from her. And, not to mention, her taking money from my father in exchange for her silence.” I shudder.
He nods. “I understand. Let me know if you need anything, okay? And keep me updated.”
“I will.”
I open the door and step out, and a heavy feeling knots in my stomach when I glance at Chloe’s house. The living room light is the only one on. I contemplate whether to talk to her, but my phone rings, breaking my thoughts, and I tug it out of my pocket.
“Good job with selecting your girlfriend,” Sierra yells on the other line when I answer. “Word has already spread about Dad’s love child. Cassidy said Mom’s crying in her bedroom.”
Shit.
My anger flares, and I scowl at Chloe’s before walking into my home. “Call Dad and yell at him.”
My father cheating on my mom with Claudia—how the fuck that happened is another story in itself—isn’t Chloe’s fault; I’m well aware of that. Him impregnating Claudia isn’t Chloe’s fault. I can’t be pissed at her for any of those things, but I can be pissed for lying, and I can be pissed that her actions caused my mother pain.
If I hadn’t been there, Roger would’ve never said it. If I hadn’t forced myself into her life, this wouldn’t be happening. If she had told me, I could’ve figured out a better way to relay the information to my mother.
But no.
Now, we’re in a shitshow.
Roger was told but not me.
How the fuck was he trusted over me?
