Page 96 of Equilibrium
The concern in her voice, the worried look on her face, it was all a lie. Was it Logan or was it my father that hired them? Storm already worked with the Albanians to help me with my task, so I wouldn’t be surprised if they sold their souls to them in order to get more money.
My God, didn’t they have any morals? I thought that MCs lived by a set of rules, but I guess that when you weren’t one of them, you didn’t exactly matter.
I didn’t matter.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I tried to brighten my voice up. “Just hungry, I guess.”
She seemed skeptical. Nova first looked at me, then at Zoe, putting down the glass she was polishing.
“Well, you’re lucky then,” Zoe smiled.
I looked at her. “Why’s that?”
“Barbeque is going to be moved to an earlier time.” She squealed and that urge to strangle her, yeah, that just intensified. “Creed decided that we should just start now, and the boys can join us as soon as they get here. So, get your ass ready because we are starting in less than an hour.”
“Got it.” What a fucking joke. A barbeque. But maybe this would be my chance to escape. My chance to get the fuck out of here. “I’ll be in the room so you can just call me once it’s all ready.”
“You got it, boo.”Oh God, I’m going to puke. Fake motherfucking bitch.
“Just call me, would you?”
“Definitely.”
Storm, Atlas, Creed, and then her ass—that was the order of the people that were going to die. One by one.
I pushed myself up the stairs, trying not to break down in front of them.
Keep it together, you bitch. You survived worse things than this. What was another betrayal? Just a regular day, right?
I entered the room, shutting the door and locking it behind me. The sheets were stained with my blood. More proof of what we’d done last night. I let him mark my skin when I didn’t even know him. Who the fuck was I? I didn’t allow myself to do such stupid shit. I never allowed myself to care, never trusted people. What was so special about Storm that I threw that rule into the garbage?
Anger brewed underneath my skin since I’d heard Creed. I felt the pain and loss over something I never really had. It was as if a bomb went off, and I rushed to the bed, throwing the sheets off.
I took them in my hands, and piece by piece, started ripping through the fabric. I wanted to burn them.
I wanted to burn him from my mind.
I threw the pillows to the floor, removing the pillowcases off of them. Rip by rip, piece by piece, just how they ripped me.
All of them.
I wasn’t destroying only what Storm and I had done. I ripped the pieces my father destroyed. The small pieces my mother left behind, the love she never gave. The absence of my sister and the betrayal of my brother.
I ripped it all. I pushed it all away from me. Everything I had been keeping in got unleashed. My anger, my pain, I released it into the world with each destroyed piece and I just wanted to scream.
Scream and scream and scream, until my voice went hoarse. Until I couldn’t feel this poison inside my veins.
Kieran cheating on me, his brothers accusing me of something I didn’t do.
Ava dying.
Her body lying there in the pool of her own blood.
My family never looked for me, never helped me.
They all used me. Every single one of them. I didn’t deserve that. I only ever wanted them to accept me. I always put all of them before me. Before my needs, before my sanity.
They took everything from me. Every good piece of me, they tore it apart and built something vicious. I didn’t want to be this.
