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I needed to know because, I mean, it was me who’d murdered that sick fuck. I didn’t mean for shit to go this far and for Sky to hurt herself, but I did the right thing when I put Brian down. Sky truly had no idea the kind of monster she'd fallen in love with. After all of the sick, gruesome things he revealed to me and everything he desired to do to Samara… Let’s just say Sky was lucky to walk away with only a black eye. Things could’ve turned out much worse. Brian could’ve killed Sky if he really wanted to.
“I guess,” Samara replied with a weak shrug. “I honestly don’t know. I haven’t talked to her since I dropped her things off at the front desk. That was days ago.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for—”
“Just don’t worry about it. What’s done is done. You made your choice and Sky made hers.”
Samara walked past me then and began stalking down the hall, towards her bedroom. I wasn’t sure if that was an open invitation to follow her or not, so I just sat down on the couch and waited for her to come back.
A minute later she did, carrying a stack of brutally crumpled pages in her hand. She sat down beside me, her hands shaking as she handed them over. I didn’t have to look to know what they were.
“Be honest with me,” she whispered.
“Always.”
“You’ve seen these already, haven’t you? Phantom showed them to you.”
“Yes,” I nodded as I sat them down on the center table. “We all know.”
Tears filled in her eyes and immediately began pouring down her cheeks within seconds, making my heart pound hard as she unexpectedly scooted closer to me and wrapped her arms around my torso, her head on my chest.
“I don’t know what to do, Rhett, what to think, nothing. My whole life… Everything I’ve known has been one sinister lie after another. I don’t want this. I don’t!”
I pressed a tender kiss to her forehead and rested my chin on top of her head, sighing deeply. “I know you don’t. My brothers and I are still having a hard time wrapping our heads around it, too. Forgive me, but this isn’t something you can just run from, Samara, you know that, right?”
“I do,” she surprisingly agreed, which made me pull her even closer to me. “None of this makes any sense to me, Rhett.”
I soothingly rubbed up and down her arms, kissing her head again. “Father talked to me about your father. Isaac was there too.”
“Wh-what?” she asked, her body shaking as she pulled away from me, her wet blues insanely wide. “Wh-what did he say?”
She wiped at her eyes before locking them fiercely on mine.
“He said that he was his best friend. That when your mother got pregnant with you, your grandfather refused you and demanded you be aborted. Your father refused, and so he and your mother ran. Father claims you three survived the first five years of your life before your grandfather’s men found you.”
“An-and then what?” she asked. Anger swept over her face, adding a deeper shade of red to her puffy cheeks.
“He said your father did what he had to do to keep you and your mother safe. He left you, demanded your mother take you, go into hiding, and never return to the Valley. It was your father’s intention to kill your grandfather, and he did. Unfortunately… he died, Samara. They both died in an explosion. Both your father and grandfather are dead.”
Samara’s gaze grew distant then, like she’d become lost in some intensely deep thought.
“If that’s true,” she whispered under a trembling breath.
Then she wildly shook her head, scoffing. “Oh my God… That’s why Damien killed my mother and recruited me. Heknew.Hehadto have known.”
She paused a moment, swallowing hard. “When I was younger, before Dad left, we used to live in this beautiful home. Then when Dad left, we moved. We moved several times, actually. Eventually we landed right here, back in the Valley. I could be wrong, but what if my mother came back to find my father?”
Tears refilled her beautiful eyes and spilled down her cheeks.
“Wh-what if she was trying to find him, found out he was dead, and then turned to drugs? What ifshewas the one who got involved with the wrong people and in result, our identities became compromised? I mean, the bitch practically sold me to Damien when she offered me up in exchange to have her drug debt cleared.”
Her chest began to heave, so I grabbed her and held her close to me, rocking her back and forth as she began to sob into my chest.
“I don't have the answers to those questions, but you know as well as I do thatanythingis possible. You know, maybe it wouldn’t hurt for you to speak to my father about it. He can tell you anything you need to know about your father.”
Samara started laughing then and pulled away, swiping away the moisture stuck on her face as she shook her head.
“Can you keep a secret?”
