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.There was a brief knock on my door, before it opened.“What troubling you Kyle? I can hear you banging around from the lobby.” I closed my eyes, as Linda approached me.“Go sit down and tell me what’s going on,” she urged, patting my shoulder, “Whatever it is, I’ll fix it.”I smiled sadly at her kind face.That was Linda all over, jumping in to fight my battles.I went and sat in my chair.She leaned against the desk and waited.Where did I start?“The night grandpa died, I killed someone.”I expected Linda to scream.Hit me; Shout at me, hell even flinch.I was not expecting her to laugh.“I’m serious Linda.I killed someone.It was an accident, but it doesn’t change the fact that it happened.The blood is on my hands.”Linda sobered.“Okay, why don’t you start at the beginning and we’ll take it from there.” I took a deep breath and told Linda everything.I bared my fucking soul to the woman, warts and all.“So this is the reason you tolerate her?” Linda asked when I finished.I nodded.“What else can I do? I was the one driving the car that night.I caused her injuries.It’s my fault and I’ve got a responsibility to the girl.”Linda walked over to the mini bar and poured two glasses of whiskey.“I don’t know kiddo,” she said, handing me a glass.“Something doesn’t add up.”I groaned, dragging my hand through my hair.I’d been through it constantly for the past two years.“If I had a way out, I would have found it by now.” I tossed my drink back, went to the mini bar and poured another.“Bring that bottle over her kiddo, I’m gonna need it.” I passed Linda the bottle and sat back down.I could see the wheels turning in her head, as she silently assessed the situation.“Go through it once more,” she said and I groaned.“Just humor me Kyle.”I’d come back from my grandfather’s will reading, I’d just found out he’d left me everything.I hadn’t fucking wanted a dime.My father had gone berserk, threatening me with lawsuits and what not, but I hadn’t given two shits about how he felt.I’d been the one holding my grandfather’s hand as the life seeped out of him.I’d been there alone.My father hadn’t shown up, nor had my brother.He’d been too fucking busy.“I came back from will reading; she was with him.”It still fucking hurt to think about it.Not the fact that Rachel cheated on me, but that Mike had fucked me over.I had actually gotten along with him up until then.“We had a fight.”I had found my brother and my girlfriend in my grandfather’s house, fucking like rabbits in the kitchen.He’d sprouted a bunch of bullshit about him about how I’d screwed him over with Rachel, and stolen his inheritance.I’d had to leave that night, or I would have killed him.“I got in the car.”Rachel had chased after me; she’d jumped into the passenger side.I’d told her to get out, but she wouldn’t.“She didn’t have her seatbelt on.”I’d been so fucking angry; I hadn’t been concentrating on the road, going too fast.“I didn’t see the red light.I crashed and she lost the baby.”Lee“So, I was thinking we could throw a party tomorrow night? What do you guys think?” Cam asked as we all sat at the table having dinner, minus Kyle.He had to work late for the third night in a row.“Cool babe whatever, Think you can swing it before tomorrow night?” Derek asked between mouthfuls of lasagna.Cam smiled sweetly at him and patted his head.“Derek please, I am the queen of party planning.” She then turned to me.“What do you think Lee?” she asked before taking a swig of beer from her bottle.I still wasn’t comfortable with the crowds and parties, but I didn’t want to be buzz killer.“Sure, I don’t mind.” I swallowed a mouthful of lasagna.Mmm, Derek was an unbelievable cook.I gobbled another forkful, delicious.I was still feeling off and this was the first bite I had managed in days.“Well I mind,” Kyle said, as he marched into the kitchen.His face was like thunder and he was scowling at Cam.Jesus what was wrong now?“What?” Cam glowered back at him.“We throw parties here all the time Kyle, what’s the big deal?”His eyes narrowed and he hissed a sharp breath.Rummaging in the cupboard, he pulled out a bottle of whiskey.He poured himself a large glass, swallowing it quickly.“The problem, Camryn, is that maybe I don’t want a fucking party in my house tomorrow night.” He refilled his glass and guzzled another shot.“Isn’t it a little early for Jack to make an appearance man?” Derek suggested calmly, clearing his plate from the table.“Keep your nose out of my fucking business Derek,” Kyle snarled.I stood up and took my plate to the sink.I had also lost my appetite.“Oh, please,” Cam snorted.“We haven’t had a party here in weeks, it’s happening, so take your foot out of your ass and get with the program Carter.” Kyle glared at Cam, but said nothing.She stormed out of the kitchen.Derek followed her, muttering something to himself.He patted me on the shoulder as he left, as if to say ‘he’s all yours’.I was contemplating jumping into the sink and seeing if the drain could suck me down.I didn’t know how to handle Kyle when he was in this mood.I carried on washes the dishes, not really knowing what else to do.My insides were swirling and I wasn’t sure if it was nerves or the food.“I don’t want you at any damn party,” Kyle growled from across the kitchen.He wanted me to disagree with him I realized.He wanted an argument.I was too tired to play games.“Okay,” I said calmly.Picking up the dishtowel, I began to dry the plates.“Okay?” he asked.“That’s it? You’re not going to fight with me on this?” Was there any point? He didn’t want me around his friends; a blind man could see that.“No, I’m not going to argue,” I said.“You don’t want me there; you obviously have your reasons.”I heard him sigh and cross the kitchen.His arms wrapped around my waist and my stomach churned.Yep, it was definitely the lasagna.“Yeah, I have, but it’s not what you think,” he whispered, kissing my temple.Kyle had his reasons and they made me feel about neigh high.“I’m gonna make this all right,” he slurred.“I’ll be free soon baby.”What the heck was he talking about?I continued tidying the kitchen in numb calculated moves.I was trying so damn hard not to vomit.He kissed my neck.“You want some help princess?”I shuddered as a sharp pain shot through my side.I bit my lip to hold in my scream and shook my head.The cramps were getting worse.He stared at me for a moment then nodded.“I’m gonna go take a shower.” Kyle walked to the kitchen door and looked back.He shook his head and left.He was at the top of the stairs when I made a dive for the downstairs bathroom.I made it just in time to throw up the contents of my stomach.Uh, I was never eating lasagna again.Chapter Thirty-nineKyleMusic was pumping from the stereo in my sitting room.Dozens of people were crammed inside my small house.Fuck.I downed what had to be my twelfth beer.I figured I deserved to get shit faced.I had a bad feeling about tonight.I could feel it in my guts, shit was going to go down tonight [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]