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Never.
Yet in the last few days I’d cried so much I didn’t even recognize myself.
I stripped out of my clothes and drew the dark curtains shut and crawled under my covers, burying myself away from the world as I gave life to the burning ache in my chest that I’d dulled for years.
Fox didn’t kill Blaine.
He didn’t murder him.
And he was free.
And he said he still loved me.
But euphoria couldn’t burn inside of me because guilt and fear took up too much space already.
Because when I thought the man I loved murdered my brother, I did something I couldn’t take back.
I ran away to hide from it.
If Fox found out the truth, he’d never forgive me.
Chapter 9 – Delilah
Past
“DidyouknowDelilahand Fox are fucking like rabbits every single night that you’re not home?” Maddie said in the middle of a bite of spaghetti like she asked what we were doing after dinner.
I froze as I twirled my own fork in the spaghetti I made for dinner as my ears burned with embarrassment. “Maddie.” I hissed before sneaking a glance at Blaine in the seat next to me.
He finished chewing but glared at me in silence.
“What?” Maddie shrugged her shoulders, “It’s not like he tries to sneak in at all hours of the night. And it’s not like you ever try to be quiet while he bounces your headboard off the wall.”
“Jesus Christ Maddie, shut your mouth.” Blaine ordered her and she sank in her chair. “Is it true?” He asked me and I straightened my shoulders under his gaze.
“We’re dating.”
His nostrils flared and he scraped his fork across his plate as he scooped up another bite. “Fox doesn’t date, D. He fucks. Everyone.”
“Are you saying he’s fucking someone else right now?” I argued and he quirked a brow.
“Probably.”
“Shut up.” I snapped, hating how he chose to be an ass instead of my brother. “He isn’t. I know he’s not.”
“When did it start?” He asked angrily, opening, and clenching his fist on the table.
“A few weeks ago.”
He pursed his lips, “About the time I took his role as head enforcer.” He scoffed, “Sounds about right.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I pushed my plate away and glared at him.
“I’m just saying it doesn’t surprise me that he starts giving it to my little sister right after I take his job.”
“Fuck you.” I hissed and stood up, taking my half-eaten meal to the trash and throwing it away.
“Oh, come on!” He shoved his chair back and toppled it over as he chased after me. “You think he actually wants you for you? You’re eighteen!”
