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Fuck. You.
“Son.”
Son?
I jerked my gaze to the piece of shit, grabbed him by the shirt, and slammed him back against the fence. “Son?” I spat. “You want to call me that now?”I stared at him like the stranger he was. “You came to fucking kill me.”
His eyes widened. There was a tiny shake of his head, but it was all lies. Spineless…cowardly lies.
You were going to fucking kill me!My heart screamed. The words resounded in my head, until it was swallowed by the icy truth.He didn’t care…he'd never cared, not about me, or about Mom. Or about anyone but himself.
In the end, I couldn’t even look at him. I turned away, watching my brother instead. “Save your fucking sorry for someone who gives a shit.”
Nick made it to the car and climbed in.
“Tobias.”
I winced at the rasp in my father’s voice. I didn’t want to listen to his words…didn’t want to hear the rasps in his breaths. I closed my eyes, didn’t want to see the desperation in his stare. No more…no…goddamn more.But I was trapped in his torture, one where I wanted to let my father go, and at the same time cling tight to the painfully thin thread that still tied us together.
It was only blood that tethered me to this man.
Because it sure as hell wasn’t fucking love.
I clenched my fist, keeping my voice low. “Say one more fucking word and I’ll leave you to bleed out on your own.”
I took a step, desperately wanting to just keep going, to leave my father and his betrayal behind. The Charger squealed as Nick started the engine and nosed the busted muscle car around the debris, heading toward us. He pulled up in front and climbed out, cutting through the headlights as he rounded the front.
Only then did I turn around. I grabbed our father as he looked up at me with those pathetic fucking eyes. “Move,” I growled, heaving him to stand.
Nick yanked open the back door, and somehow, we got him inside, leaving him to fall against the seat while we shoved his feet in and slammed the door.
Headlights cut through the trees on the other side of the fence. I hated leaving her…hated leaving them both. But we didn’t have a choice.Goddamn you, Caleb…
Still, it felt like a knife to my chest as I yanked open the front passenger door and climbed in while Nick slipped behind the wheel.
“Nick,” our father whispered from the back seat. “Thank you.”
My brother jerked a savage glare over his shoulder and snarled, “Save it.”
He met my gaze as he turned back. We both knew our father didn’t deserve it, and that sometime in the next few hours he was going to die. The Charger lunged forward as Nick punched the accelerator, heading us down the darkened road that ran alongside the compound then finally back toward the city.
Pain dug in my leg like a damn knife, leaving me to clench my fists and close my eyes. Flashes descended. Fear. Failure. The moment that pale-haired bastard had come for me.
She’ll scream,his words resurfaced.But I like it when she does that.
I turned my head toward the window, keeping my eyes closed.
But I like it when she does that…
I like it when…
I like it…
“T?” Nick called.
I licked my arid lips. “I’m okay.”
I tried to succumb to the darkness, but it wasn’t the vacuum of nothingness that waited—it was Ryth.The last kiss…the last touch…the last time I'd held her. My heart thundered in kind, beating the memory home until she was all I thought about.
