by Laura Avery
“Are you saying you didn’t help her set him up?” Jackson waved him off.
“You thought I did?” I gasped.
“Of course you did,” Liam pushed Jackson with his shoulder. “The two of you got together and did what you had to do to get us off your backs. You were tired of being into the twisted and fucked up Lucas brothers because what did that say about you, right? How pathetic did it make you that you liked the darkness that rested within us? So you decided to knock us down a peck? Teach us a lesson?”
“No!” I screamed. “No!”
“Stop it,” Morgan interrupted. “Leave her alone.”
Liam sighed. “It doesn’t matter, Charlotte will pay. Unlike my brother, I’m not going to turn into a pussy whipped bitch once I finally get my hands on her.”
They continued to fight around me, their words fading out more and more with each passing second. I was too lost in my own thoughts to hear any more. They were saying Charlotte lied? They were saying she had manipulated the whole situation. That made no sense. I had sat there with her night after night as she cried, I had seen the pain on her face. She wouldn’t do something like that.
And had Jackson just said he loved me?
The whole scene was too much to handle and suddenly I felt hot and extremely overwhelmed. I looked back and forth from one brother to the next one more time and then I turned around and took off toward the door. I had to get out of there, if I didn’t get out of there soon I was going to pass out.
I made it through the sea of people in record time, jolting out the door and not stopping until I was halfway down the street and the cold air was consuming my body.
Nothing that had happened in the last 24 hours made any sense.
I had so many questions.
And there was only one person who could answer them.
I pulled my phone out and only hesitated for a second before dialing the number I had committed to memory days and days ago. Each ring dragged out, causing the anxiety in my stomach to grow by the second.
“Hello?” The voice was shaky, guarded.
“It’s me.”
Silence.
“I need to see you.” I glanced back at the house, thinking about the three brothers I had left going at it inside. Their life was in just as much disarray as mine was at that moment. “We have things to discuss.”
Long pause. “I’ve been waiting for this call.”
“I’m sure you have, Charlotte, I’m sure you have.”
*End of part four.
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