that if I didn’t do what he said that he had proof you killed Ray. I saw it Roland. He showed it to me over and over. The same fucking scene.”
“You couldn’t get away? For almost ten fuckin’ years?” he asks as if he doesn’t believe me. I lean down and slowly pull my pant leg up. His eyes move down to my leg to the scar that remains as a reminder of my time with Tom. “He chained you up? Like a fuckin’ animal?” His voice booms around us making me to jump. Fin curses under his breath next to me.
“When Drake was eight, he started letting me loose for a little while, he was usually home though. I tried to run a few times, and every time I did he caught me and he beat me. I tried. I really tried,” I find myself screaming back at him. Roland stands still not knowing what to say.
“He hit my son?” His eyes come to meet mine. My heart flutters in my chest.
“A few times, yes. Nothing too bad. I would always get his attention back on me.” I watch Roland closes his eyes while trying to rein in his anger.
“Where is he? Where did he have you?” His voice has calmed slightly.
“About twenty minutes from here.”
Roland’s mouth falls open. “Twenty fuckin’ minutes? You’ve been twenty goddamn minutes away this whole time? Son of a bitch!” he roars.
Chapter 9
Reaper
My fist slams into the brick wall over and over until it goes numb. Fin doesn’t even try to stop me, but Molly does. She slinks under my arms and wraps her arms around my waist. I sigh, but I can’t hold her. Not right now. I want to snap her fucking neck, and I don’t know why. I want her to feel the same pain I do. It’s unfair. I know it is.
“I’m sorry. I tried to get away. I really did,” she cries.
Fuck! Wrapping my arms around her, my bloody hands hold her close while she cries. I savor this moment in time with her. We’re just like we used to be. I hold her, just caring for her.
“I’m gonna go check on Drake,” Fin says. I give him a nod and watch him walk back inside.
“I need to know everything babe. I need to know all of it, so I can handle him.”
“He still has the proof. He said he’d turn it in Roland. I won’t let you go to jail.”
I chuckle. Sure, that’s what’s been stopping me. If that’s what she thinks then she’s been hit in the head too hard.
“He stole my world, Mols. Don’t you get that? He stole you and my son. I’m going after him. I don’t give a shit what you say, it isn’t even up for discussion,” I inform her.
“Not right away you aren’t,” Viking’s voice comes from next to us. I turn my head and look at him.
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“That means that I just got word and they’re pullin’ a warrant for your arrest brother. You need to spend the night with your family. They’ll be here in the mornin’.”
I shake my head. There is no way in fuck. “Fuck that shit. I ain’t goin’,” I tell him letting my hands fall from Molly. She takes a step back and I see her eyes are wild.
“You don’t have a choice. I called the lawyer. He’s on it already, but he said you gotta go in before he can get you back out.” Viking turns and walks away leaving me to my thoughts.
“I’m so sorry.” Her voice is full of tears. Letting my head drop forward I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing anymore.
“I need to ask you somethin’ and I need a real answer.”
“Anything.”
“Do you still love me?” It’s the same question that has burned in the back of my mind for years now. It’s the constant ache in my chest. Everything down to this one question.
“I’ve never stopped loving you Roland. I’ve always loved you. I just wanted to do what was right.”
I turn quickly and pull her into my arms and kiss her like I’ve never kissed her before. I kiss her until she can’t breathe. I want to invade her and suck the life from her and into me. I need her.
“Stay with me tonight,” I nearly beg her. I don’t know when I’ll see her or Drake again.
“What about Drake?”
“He’s stayin’ too, but I need some time with just you baby.”