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“You heard me,” I said. “I’m done living here. This is my last night. I’m moving to a hotel until I can find a place to stay.”
There. I’d said it. I’d told him I was leaving, and the world hadn’t exploded around me.
“Hotels are expensive, why would you do that?” Costas asked, sounding way more alert now.
I kept shoving shit into my bags, just so overly done.
“Because I’d rather drain every single penny out of my bank account than spend another night here where your men come in and out, carrying guns that killed people, talking about who they’re going to hurt next,” I replied. “I’m not coming back.”
“But this is your house,” Costas said.
“This is Nonna’s house. Which she left to both of us,” I corrected him. “And since I can’t kick you out of your own house, I’ll leave.”
Truthfully, it should be my house. I’d drained my own savings to pay for her end-of-life care.
He hadn’t spared a single penny.
He could afford his own place. Hell, he had his own place up until Nonna got sick, and he decided to move into the house to save time.
But it’d only given me the understanding that this wasn’t going to work anymore.
“Shayne…”
“You won’t change my mind,” I said stiffly, turning to face him with a serious expression on my face. “Nonna said something to me before she died.”
He froze. “What?”
“She told me not to let you ruin my life.” I repeated the words that had been said from pale lips. “She told me that one day, I was going to have to choose between you and the life I want to live. And I better choose before I couldn’t get the life that I deserved.”
His shoulders slumped. “I’ll leave…”
He wouldn’t.
We both knew he wouldn’t.
He was a talker, not a doer.
At least, when it came to me.
Now the gang? He’d do whatever needed to be done and damn the consequences.
But he’d never choose me, and that was clearly very apparent to us both.
“It’s okay,” I said softly. “I would like you to buy me out, though.”
I would like to be able to afford rent, since I drained my savings while you continued to live your life how you wanted to live it.
I zipped my bag, caught the strap and looped it over my shoulder before walking to the front door.
It was early yet.
Barely after seven.
If I hurried, I could get to the closest motel and catch a room before my shift…
I was just about to open the door to leave when it burst open in front of me.
The wood of the door slammed me right in the forehead, and I fell backwards flat on my back.
