Page 57 of Falling for Her
My anger spikes and Bullet quickly says, “Unless you want to be the target of his now extremely red face, you may want to explain what has happened to Essy, Cody.”
Cody groans, “Ah fuck,” then admits, “Esmerelda had a little visit today,” I tense further at his pause before he states, “Your ex Damian not only told her she was two months pregnant with your child, but if she didn’t end things with you then she’ll slice her throat. Bitch even showed her a hint of a knife in her bra.”
I lock eyes with Butcher, who slowly closes his eyes, knowing full well that everything the brothers have just said to try and convince me to come back has gone down the drain because like fuck am I allowing his shit show of a daughter anywhere near my girl, if anything I’m going to kill the bitch.
I growl, “Where is my girl, Cody?”
Gut instinct and past actions tell me she ran, I know it. That is how Essy works, life gets a little too much, she leaves for some space, and I swear if she has, I’m going to spank her ass. She’s pregnant, and I need her close.
If she wants space, then fine, I'll build a fucking pillow wall between us in bed until she's asleep, but not fucking miles away.
“She took Aiden away for a few days,” he admits, and I wouldn’t be able to keep my anger in even if I tried.
Roaring out, I turn and smash my foot through the chair I was in, sending wood flying making the women gasp and Cody quickly says, “She knows it isn’t true, Damian. She’s not stupid. She loves you, she does.”
“She knew I’d talk her out of leaving,” I confirm, and Bullet winces while Cody admits, “She did, which is why she had me call you. She has my phone if there are any problems, but she knew you’d try to track her on her phone. She just needs some time, that is it, and she also said she’s giving you and the club time to sort Bethany out otherwise, she will hit her with a baking tray, so she’s trying to be respectful of your family.”
I shake my head and mumble, “I need to go,” then hang up on Cody, not giving a shit that he’ll chew me out when I next see him before I turn on my heels and head for the front door before I go after Bethany and kill the bitch.
“Jokester?!” Slick says, and I just hold my hand up and walk out the door, my anger ready to take over.
As I climb my bike, Bullet walks over and states, “Meet me at the club ring. We’ll spar so we both don’t go and kill my sister.”
I nod, not bothering to decline because, honestly, hitting someone is something I need.
“One week, angel, that is all you get,” I mumble as I start my bike and rev it before spinning out of my spot.
Fucking Bethany!
Chapter 23
Esmerelda – Three Days Later
“Look,sissy!”Aidencalls,and I grin as he points to his lopsided, half broken sandcastle with pride.
“It looks amazing, bud. Well done,” I call back, and he grins wider before grabbing his bucket and filling it with more sand as the sun shines over him.
“Glad I put extra sunscreen on him,” I mumble as my phone rings for the tenth time this morning, or more like Cody’s phone.
Shaking my head, I grab the phone then sigh, seeing it’s Damian, and guilt fills me as I let it ring, not ready to hear his voice yet.
For the past three days, I’ve ignored his calls not because I believe he slept with his forced now ex-girlfriend. I knew she was lying, but because I still need a little time.
Selfish? Maybe. But I have learned over the years since Mom passed away to take time to myself or with my little brother at the beach to center myself again, to get my head back on track, and to think through problems logically instead of adding two and two and coming up with eight.
Being away, something I have done a total of twelve times since losing Mom for my own sanity helps create clarity for me. Besides, I’m giving Damian’s family time to figure their shit out before I end up hurting Bethany, something I have dreamed about doing.
Just watching a metal tray smack into her face seems satisfying to me.
How delusional can one be to not only lie about a pregnancy but threaten someone over a guy who doesn’t even want her, who never wanted her and delusional enough to think I’d believe her lies?
I swear I don’t get people sometimes.
I sigh as I lean back in the lawn chair. I’m at Mom and Dad’s vacation home in Delaware. Today, we were supposed to head home, but I messaged Dad this morning, and he understood when I explained that I wasn’t ready to face my problems just yet.
I know as soon as I return, I will have to make some hard decisions in my life.
The baby, the bakery…
