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Truth recoiled back from her words. “The woman I was falling in love with was a lie.” The gun finally dropped. His shoulders slumped. “Get her gone Gem. Now.” He shook himself, and his face turned away. “Her stuff? Shall I get her stuff from your house…” Young Blood started to say.
“No, get her out of town now. I might not be able to pull the trigger, but if the club finds her here.” He shook his head. “Go Cali, and don't come back.”
Gemma’s hand closed around my upper arm. “Come on doll, you need to leave.”
And I couldn’t do anything but let her lead me away. Away from Truth and the puddle of urine I had left at his feet.
Chapter SIXTEEN
Cali
Truth.
His name seemed to haunt me, but it was nothing compared to the nightmares I had every night since he had pulled a gun on me. Nightmares of his cold dead eyes as he pressed that deadly piece of metal against my forehead. Only in my dreams he hadn’t let me walk away in my urine soaked panties. He had pulled that trigger.
Every single night he pulled the trigger over and over again.
Weeks had passed since the day my whole world imploded. And I tried to skip back into my old life. I really tried, but nothing felt right. This wasn’t my home anymore.
I went through the motions. I got up, showered, and dressed, I went to work every morning with a forced smile on my face. I even socialised with my flatmates and friends, and then I fell into bed and cried myself to sleep.
I couldn’t do it anymore. I couldn’t carry on living this half-life.
“You can do this,” I told myself as I swiped the mascara over my lashes.
“Talking to yourself is the first sign of madness, you know.” My roommates spoke softly. And our eyes met in the mirror. “You were crying again last night.”
A blush crept up my cheeks. “Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you. I….”
She waved my apology away. “That’s not what I meant. Cali, what happened to you when you were gone?” She took a step into the room. Her arms outstretched, and I fell into them. My arms around her waist as I cried into her stomach.
“I fell in love.” I sobbed.
“In a few weeks? Cali, you were gone a month. That’s it.” She sounds incredulous. “He must have been quite a guy.”
“He was, but that’s …” I straightened my shoulders. My breath rattling in my chest as I struggled to compose myself. “It’s all over now. He doesn’t want to see me again.”
“Are you sure?”
I gave a nervous laugh. Was I sure? He had made me leave town in jeans wet with my own piss. He hadn’t given me a chance to explain. I had had to sit on the first bus out of there with my panties drying uncomfortably against my skin and the smell of piss heavy in my nostrils. I hadn’t been able to buy fresh clothes until the bus had reached its destination four towns over.
He hadn’t cared. He didn’t care. It was debatable whether he ever had.
“Yeah, I’m sure.” I finally answered. “He made it very clear.”
“Sweet girl I am sorry But are you sure, you need to do this?” She motioned around the room, at the chaos of clothes that cluttered the bed and floor.
I nodded. Yeah, I was sure.
“Curtis is going to blow his top.” She seemed awfully pleased with the visual image.
“Yeah I know. But I have to … I can’t stay.”
Layla nodded. “I get that. I’ll miss you though.”
“I will miss you as well,” I said, finally standing. And I would. Me and Layla had been friends from our first year in university. Roommates since our second year. She was my best friend. “But I get why you need to do this.”
Which was why she was my friend.
