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Fucking imbecile had a goddamn death wish.
“Wait out here and don’t come inside until you’ve calmed the fuck down,” Isaac demanded. “The last thing we need is you making shit worse than you already have.”
He walked away, his footsteps faltering as I said, “I know you fucked her.”
Isaac spun on his heel, smirking at me. “Okay, and?”
“You’re fucking stupid.” I shook my head, scoffing. “Both of you are.”
“Sounds to me like you’re jealous.”
“I’m not jealous of shit!” My fingers curled into my palms, fury crackling beneath my skin. “None of this would’ve happened if you and Rhett hadn’t—”
“You don’t fucking control us,” he lashed back, his brows pinched. “You’re not the leader of this crew, and you need to stop acting like you are. Yes, I fucked her. And guess what?” He stepped closer to me, a cocky smile on his face. “I don’t fucking regret it. Her tight pussy was amazing. Better than Kinsley.”
My chest heaved, my curled fists shaking at my sides.
“Don’t think just because I fucked her that her being an Outlaw will cloud my judgement, because it won’t. She’s the enemy, Phantom. Now that we know the truth, she’ll get everything she fucking deserves. Count on it.”
He left it at that and trailed for the house, not sparing me a second glance. When he was out of sight, I ferally growled and then leaned down to pick up a random rock I saw on the ground, hurling it behind me.
The fucking thing collided with Rhett’s windshield, shattering it.
“Son of a fucking bitch!”
Guess now I’d have to pay for that, too.
I kicked the ground and scrubbed my hands down my face, finally sayingfuck itand stalking towards the house. When I entered, closing the door behind me, everything was dark and quiet. Everyone was likely down in the basement, so I made my way there, straining not to break everything within my reach.
“Holy fuck, Cuz,” I heard Rhett spout when I opened the basement door, slamming it behind me. “What the hell happened to you?”
I glanced up and saw Griffin sitting down in the recliner, pressing an ice pack against his face with one hand while he nursed a glass of booze in the other. Isaac and Rhett were standing in front of him, their eyes wide in disbelief. Father was leaning against the bar, his face beet red as he chugged down his drink, and then proceeded to pour another.
“It’s a long story,” Griffin sighed out as he shook his head, bringing his glass to his lips.
“You don’t have to explain anything to them,” Father said as he pushed himself off the bar, eyeing me and my brothers. “Go upstairs and rest, Griffin. I’ll take it from here.”
Griffin got up and when he turned to face me, I blinked, stunned. He looked abysmal. He’d been beaten to hell and back, and my eyes couldn’t help but to sweep over the brutal gash trailing up the left side of his face. It looked like he’d been skinned by a knife.
“Who did this to you?” I demanded.
“Go, Griffin,” Father cut in before he could answer. “Now.”
Griffin didn’t hesitate. Within seconds, he was gone, leaving me and my brothers alone to deal with our father.
“You boys have really fucked shit up,” Father spat, a furious sneer on his lips. “Who do you think I just got off the phone with moments before your arrival?”
Fuck.
That was a question we didn’t need to bother answering out loud.
“Have you lost your fucking mind?” Father howled, glaring at me and only me. “I trusted you, and this is how you repay me?”
I said nothing and walked over to the bar, grabbing the first bottle within my reach. Fuck grabbing a glass. I flicked off the top and chugged more than enough down to give me immediate liver failure.
“It was Samara,” Rhett spoke, his voice cracking. “She’s an Outlaw, Father. She works for Damien. She was there at the club, dancing on stage. We all identified her.”
Something behind me shattered. When I looked back, I saw it was the glass Father had previously held in his hand. Blood saturated his fingers. The broken shards were on the floor by his feet.
