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“What the fuck does that mean?” Saint snaps, clearly at his wits end with this call.
“Devon Morgan is listed as the guardian for the child. Your father adopted your daughter.” And just like that, everything inside me dies. Saint drops to his knees and cradles his face in his hands as he begins to scream.
Katie
It’s been weeks and still I have fucking nothing!
I can’t find Devon anywhere. I’m broke and have no money to pay someone else to help me track this fucker down. My grades have slipped, but I can’t find it within myself to care that I’m failing school. I'm at the point where I’m ready to curl into a ball and stay there. I’ve fucked up so badly. I should have told them about Adalyn and maybe they would have been able to help, but I was too stupid and hurt by their rejection of her to even reach out. My bedroom door slams and I shriek in fright. Nathan stands there with a pale face and terrified look in his eyes.
“What is it?” I ask as I leap off the bed and rush to him.
“You need to see this,” he says as he grabs my arm and drags me from my room into the living room. He grabs the remote and presses play on the TV. A news reporter appears and my eyes widen at the picture of Saint that pops up in the background.
‘Seattle Seahawks running back, BCD’S and Morgan Tech IT owner, Saint Morgan has released a statement claiming that his father, Devon Morgan has adopted his daughter illegally and urging anyone with information to come forward as he is offering a hundred-thousand-dollar reward for any information…
Everything becomes white noise as I turn to Nathan with wide eyes. “He knows about her,” I breathe out.
He nods. “He’s searching for him. I called Leah and apparently he and Crue have been searching for her since they arrived back at CHU a few days ago.” Fear grips me in its clutches.
“If they know about her, that means they know what I did,” I whisper.
“You need to get your ass on a plane and get back there. The three of you together will be able to bring your little girl home, baby girl.”
I shake my head. “They hate me, they will never let me—”
“They left you!” he shouts. My eyes widen because Nathan never loses his cool. “You did what you had to! Pack your shit, we’re leaving tonight.”
I get choked up as I look at my friend. “Y-you’re gonna come with me?”
His eyes soften. “I would never let you face this on your own, plus, if they know about her then they know about me signing the papers so I need to answer for that.” Shame and guilt wash over me.
“They’ll never forgive you,” I sob. “I had no right asking you to do what I did.”
“Hush, you didn’t ask me to do shit. Go pack, I’ll book us some flights.”
“I can’t afford the airfare,” I mutter.
“Well, lucky for you I have sugar daddies who love my Only Fans. This one's on me, boo.” I owe Nathan so much. I couldn’t have done any of this without him. Nerves thrum through me at the prospect of facing the guys. I know them and I know they are going to lash out and blame me for everything. Honestly, I can’t blame them because this is all my fault.
* * *
Nathan and I sit in the back of the Uber not saying a word. Even though he reassures me he is fine and not worried, I can tell from how tense he is and by his lack of snarky remarks, he’s just as nervous as I am to be back here. The closer we get to the old house, the clammier my hands get. I have to keep wiping them on my denim shorts. The moment we pull down the street, my breathing picks up. We pass Beck’s house and the Uber pulls up next to the curb of the house where my whirlwind romance with the two guys who turned my life upside down began.
We grab our bags and stand on the curb looking at the house like it’s going to suddenly start cussing us out or something. “You ready?” Nate asks.
Sighing I shake my head. “No, not really.” Before more can be said the front door opens and Leah is rushing toward us. I can’t help but smile at the sight of her. She launches herself at us and squeals as she wraps each of her arms around our necks and pulls us in. I melt into her. I fucking missed her so much.
“Oh my God, I’m so happy you’re here,” Leah says, pulling back and beaming at us. I spy Darius over her shoulder, making his way toward us.
“Katie!” I dart my gaze to the right to see Val rushing toward us from her house with Beck and Dawson following after her. Nathan and I greet each of the guys, and Val. Dawson has grown so much since I last saw him. “Come on, let’s go inside—” Val’s cut off from the shout coming from our left.
“You motherfucker!”
“You’re a dead man, bitch,” Crue and Saint both shout as they run toward us. I stumble back scared shitless at the sight of the looks on their faces. I knew they would be mad but I never expected them to come for me like this. Darius and Beck rush in front of me, Nate steps up beside me as Leah ushers Val and Dawson back so they don’t get hurt. The moment they are within reach they don’t stop like I thought they would, Saint leaps off the ground and practically lands on Darius’s shoulder as his fist connects with Nathan’s cheek sending him backward. I scream as I rush toward my friend only to be shoved backward and land on my ass as Crue jumps on top of Nate and lands punch after punch to his face and body. Nate doesn’t just take it, he fights back with everything he has and lands a few good hits to Crue’s jaw and ribs.
“Stop them!” I scream. Beck rushes forward to grab Crue off Nathan while Darius holds Saint back, I can see Darius is struggling and I begin to panic. Beck manages to pull Crue off Nate. Without thinking, I crawl across the grass and lay over my bestie trying to protect him just as Saint breaks free of Darius’s hold with his fist in the air, I slam my eyes closed ready to take the hit for Nate.
“Saint!” At the sound of Crue’s panicked shout, I slowly open my eyes one at a time to see Saint’s fist an inch from my face, his eyes wide with shock.
