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Tonight, my sweet revenge will be reaped, my vengeance complete, or as complete as I care to get it. Tonight, we bring our parents to their knees and show them how wrong they were to have written us off, show them how much they’re missing out on by not loving us the way a parent should.
Instead of devouring me, Carson pulls back, waiting as my eyes refocus on him. “Let’s go home baby.”
Nodding, I let him guide me out of the hotel, into his car, and then into our bed, reminding myself how unbelievably lucky I am to be so loved the entire time.
* * *
Fitzy looks from me, to my sister, and back again, his lips spread into a wide grin as he takes in the outfits he’s put together for us. “Yes,” he cries, “perfect, you’re both perfect.”
Looking at my sister I nod. “He’s right, you look perfect,” I tell her, admiring the little black dress she’s wearing, fitted to her body with exaggerated voluminous long sleeves that clinch in at the wrists.
“So do you,” she says, smiling as she takes in my red dress, demure at the front, but completely backless, right down to barely an inch above my butt crack.
“Oh my girls, together and ready to go take down their evil parents,” Fitzy coos, “I’m so proud,” he laughs, opening his arms and beckoning us both forward for a hug. “Make them pay,” he whispers, pressing a kiss against my cheek, then Tally’s, before he pulls away, smiling like a proud parent.
“Time to go,” Arlo says, poking his head around the doorway.
“We’ll be right down,” Tally tells him, as Fitzy blows us both a kiss then follows Arlo from the room. I had planned to get ready at home, but Fitzy insisted on dressing us for what he keeps calling the final showdown, so Carson and I came to Arlo’s house. “I’m so glad you’re here,” she says, the moment we’re alone, fidgeting with her clutch as she nervously bites at her lower lip.
“Are we actually doing this?”
“It doesn’t feel real does it?” she says quietly.
“No, it really doesn’t. I wanted revenge, I was so lonely and sad and I wanted revenge, because they deserve it, but…”
“But they’re our parents,” she whispers, as if she doesn’t want to admit it out loud.
“Yes.”
“If it was just for what they did to me, I’d say we’ve done enough. But a few bruises are nothing in comparison to the way they played with you. They stole four years from us, so we’ll steal four years from them. After that, we’ll see,” she says, her voice strengthening with every word.
“Four years,” I say, nodding. “Four years, I like that,” I laugh.
“Let’s do this, lets reap our revenge and then we can move on and forget them. After tonight we can pretend they never existed.”
Smiling I nod, exhaling slowly “It’s time.”
Greg, our family’s ex driver, the one who helped Tally run from our parents all those months ago drives us over to the house. Arlo employed him as Tally’s permanent driver a few days ago and she’s over the moon to have him back. When we reach the gate, he pulls the black plastic box that opens the gate from his pocket and turns to glance at us with a smile. “I never bothered to return this,” he says with a smirk, as he presses the button and the gates immediately swing open.
“My guy’s been watching them all day, your dad came home a couple of hours ago, but no one else has gone in or out since,” Arlo says.
“Tonight is going to be fun,” Carson laughs, but there’s a barely restrained anger that’s simmering just below the surface of his humor. He’s on edge and I immediately move closer to him, wanting to reassure him that we’re together and everything’s going to be fine.
“I love you,” I whisper, as I press my face into his neck. His response is immediate, some of the tension leaving his body on a silent exhale as he lifts his hand and cradles the back of my head, burying his face into my hair.
“I love you too.”
“After tonight they don’t exist,” I promise. “It’s just you and me then.”
“Carrigan Windsor.”
“I like how that sounds,” I smile.
The car rolls to a stop at the bottom of the front steps, and I lift my head from Carson and turn to glance at the house. The last time we were here I didn’t think I’d ever step foot inside there again, now everything’s changed and we’re here for the last time, hopefully.
“I’ll keep the engine running and 911 ready to call on my cell,” Greg says, his tone completely serious.
“Hopefully we won’t be too long,” Tally tells him.
