“You’re in love with her.” Vicky stated.
Chewing on my bottom lip, I nodded. “Yes ma’am I am.”
She had tears running down her face. “If you two would excuse me.” She got up in a rush and went in the direction of the bathroom.
Heather wiped under her eyes. “I haven’t seen my sister in almost fifteen years. Seeing that she has someone so in love with her that he goes out of his way to find her family makes me happy.”
She put both her arms around me and hugged me. “Thank you for making my sister happy.”
I liked Heather. I barely knew her, but I liked her. I wrapped one arm around her and said, “You don’t have to thank me. She is the one that makes me happy. She makes me whole.”
Annie
I was sitting on the couch when Gage got back to his house.
“Annie. I thought you had to work tonight?” Gage looked shocked to see me. His voice was calm, though.
“Who was she?” I blurted out.
He tossed his keys onto the entry table and walked over to me. “Who was who?”
“Gage, don’t you dare play fucking stupid with me. I saw you. I saw her. Your hands were all over each other.” He had the audacity to stand in front of me looking clueless. “The girl from Passion, Gage. Who the hell was she?”
His eyes widened slightly. “Oh. You saw her?” His voice was tight.
“Obviously,” I stated flatly. His eyes darted around the room. I could tell he was trying to make up an excuse. “Are you going to tell me? Don’t lie to me, Gage. Anything else we can work out. But, not a lie.”
He ran his hands through his hair. “She was no one.”
“You looked awfully close to no one.”
“I can’t tell you who she was. You just have to trust me. I’m not perfect, but I wouldn’t cheat.”
Trust him! Was he fuckin’ nuts? I saw him all over some blonde and he expects me to trust him. Bullshit. I bolted off the couch. “I don’t want fucking perfect. I want honest. No. I’m done trusting and believing. Life isn’t some God damn fairytale. Life is nasty. Especially mine. I was dealt a shit hand from the beginning. I’ve survived. I have Gabe, that’s all I need.”
Gage raked his hands through his hair and dropped to his knees. “Please don’t do this. All I’m asking for is a little trust. I swear it’s not what you think. You, Londyn, and Gabe are all I have left. I swear I can fix this. We aren’t broken, this can be fixed.”
Closing my eyes so my tears wouldn’t fall I shook my head. “No, Gage. This can’t be fixed. I told you don’t lie to me and EVERYTHING else can be fixed. You lied. I saw with my own eyes…you and some girl together. I can’t deal with another liar in my life. I thought you were genuinely a good guy. Turns out you’re genuinely a good douche bag.”
Starting to turn Gage grabbed my hand. Taking a deep breath I looked down and for the first time ever I saw Gage crying. I wanted to pull him into my arms and tell him everything would be ok…but it wouldn’t. He looked broken. I was broken.
“I’m begging you, please don’t leave. If you leave I have no one.”
Jerking my hand away I took a few steps away from him. Narrowing my eyes I said, “That’s not true. You have a family. You have friends. You have a fucking daughter that needs you. Her mother is gone, Gage. You. That’s the only parent she has left. I’m not going to be that pathetic girlfriend of the rich football star who stays home to raise their kids while he’s out screwing around. When you get your shit together, then and only then, do I want to be with you.”
Grabbing the doorknob I looked back one last time to see Gage bent over, his head resting on the floor. His body shaking with sobs. Just as my tears started to fall I turned and walked out, shutting the door behind be. Hoping I didn’t just make the biggest mistake of my life.
24
Gage
Sitting at the kitchen bar, I watched as my mom, Jenna’s mom, and Cobie’s mom prepared the food for Christmas dinner. I hadn’t seen or talked to Annie in almost three weeks. It was killing me. My mom leaned on the counter, her eyes speaking louder than her words. She was hurting for me. “Sweetie, why don’t you go in there with everyone else? Spend time with your friends. We got the food covered. Go relax and try to enjoy yourself.”
My voice cracked. “I want her mom. I need her. I fucked up. Bad. I let her believe I was cheating on her instead of just telling her the truth. She hates me.”
“Is she still bringing Gabe over for dinner and presents?” My mom asked. Completely ignoring everything I just said.
I shrugged. “I hope so. I mean, her mom and sister are still coming. But, I doubt it. Leigha said she would talk to her and if nothing else, maybe she could drop Gabe off for a few hours.”
Placing her hand on mine my mom said, “Honey, I am on your team, always. But, maybe you should have told her what you were doing. She saw you with your arms around some other female. She was hurt. It didn’t help that you wouldn’t explain to her what she was seeing. I know if you tell her what you were trying to do for her she would forgive you.”
“She won’t give me a chance to tell her anything.”
“Make her listen. Sometimes you have to force yourself on someone. Especially someone who has been through everything she has.”
“I don’t know. I want to believe you, but I don’t want to risk it.”
“If you’re not willing to risk it, why should she?” My mom cupped my cheek. “Today, focus on Londyn and her first Christmas. Everything else can wait.”
Swallowing roughly I nodded. “All my problems will be there tomorrow, huh?”
My mom smiled. “Unfortunately, yes they will.”
Hopping off the barstool I drug my feet into the living room where everyone else was sitting around talking and listening to Christmas music. Maybe I wasn’t as alone as I thought. My house was full of smiles and laughter. Everyone I cared about was here. Almost everyone. Jenna was sitting with Sadie and Leigha on the couch, looking at some sordid tabloid. I’m sure it was about one of them and what they were to some function. Women! Tyler, Trent, Larkin, and Kamp were all sitting on the floor, letting the throng of kids climb on them. Jase and Lydia were snuggled in front of the fire, watching the kids play. Ryker and Reid were in a heated battle about some song lyrics. My dad was reading the newspaper, per usual. Jenna’s little brother Dakota had his ear buds in, ignoring the world. Dylan and Mac were sitting next to each other, her arms crossed and head turned away from my brother. He looked desperate. Those two would be married one day, I would bet a million dollars on it. Jinx was sitting with Libby on his lap, both laughing at the kids. Tristan was sitting in the corner on the piano bench. His fingers lightly playing the keys. Walking across the room I grabbed my guitar. I sat on the stone ledge and started following along. He glanced up from the piano and gave me a hard nod. We both understood. We both missed our best friend.
Before I realized we were playing a semi acoustic version of Dear God by Avenged Sevenfold. Tristan softly singing the lyrics. I shut my eyes, letting myself get lost in the music. Music has always been my escape. I hadn’t played my guitar in close to year. It felt good to have it back in my hands. Music was predictable. It was safe.
The hair on my arms pricked up and my heart raced. She was here. She was watching me. I could feel her electricity in the room. I didn’t want to open my eyes and see it was all in my head and that in fact she wasn’t here. I kept playing, my eyes shut. Then, I smelled her. She was close. Slowly, I opened my eyes. Everyone was watching.
Everyone.
She was here. She was watching me. She had tears in her eyes. Our eyes met and it took everything I had not to drop my guitar and run to her, pull her into my arms and tell her how much I loved her. She narrowed her eyes before dropping my gaze. She jerked her head away from me and walked to the Christmas tree, setting the presents she and Gabe had gotten under it. My eyes following her every movement.