will get justice for this. Their family might hate us and I might lose the love of my life, but it will be worth it when I get to wrap my hands around that fucker’s neck.” I rise up and look down at her. “Yeah, girl. I promised you when we were little that I would always protect you and I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you from this. But I will protect you from the aftermath.”
I walk towards the bedroom door but I stop before walking out. “I love you Rach.” I know she can’t hear me, but that doesn’t matter. I just need to say it.
***
Anger isn’t something I’ve had to live with in my life. And this anger is boiling under my skin, raging to get out. It wants my fist to land in that fucker’s face because I know down in my soul that he did something to Rachel. He used her and her life to fuck with Pierce. While Pierce probably deserved it, Rachel didn’t. She doesn’t deserve to be treated like a second-class citizen because Donovan isn’t over Pierce fucking his slut of a girlfriend.
Maybe we should just lay this at Annabella Gage’s feet. I’ve never had any interaction with the chick but I still know she’s a snake. Always has been. You can just see it in her eyes, the secrets and lies. She fucked her life up because she couldn’t handle being happy. I hope she’s miserable.
I pull up outside Pierce and Rachel’s house and climb out of my car. I find Pierce sitting on the porch his head between his legs. You can feel the total loss coming off of him. I had thought maybe I’d find him partying it up and loving the single life. Instead I find him in much of the same state as my sister. I close my eyes and grit my teeth. Don’t even acknowledge him. He doesn’t deserve it.
When I approach, he lifts his head. His green eyes meet mine and I have to take a step back. His pain surrounds me, drawing me in until I can barely stand on my own two feet. “What did I do?” he asks, tears shining in his eyes.
Then it’s like my body comes back to life. He knows and he wishes he’d figured it out earlier. Before my sister left the house. “You figured it out?”
He nods. “Out of all the people in my life, Rachel wouldn’t ever do anything to hurt me. She wouldn’t do anything to hurt our boy.” He says it softly and I hear it in his voice, he absolutely believes what he just said.
“Have you said any of this to Channing?” Just from one minute of conversation with Pierce I have a plan.
Pierce nods again. I move up the porch steps and place my hand on his shoulder. Then I squeeze. Despite how I feel about the guy, he loves my sister like no other man ever can. Neither of them will ever be happy without the other. I should know because I feel the same way about my Duchess.
The same goes for Channing but I don’t think any of us could ever forgive Paisley for what she did. She ripped his heart out when the man had had enough of that in his life. They’ll need to time travel to fix their problems. Though you never know, this is Meadows, where the strangest shit happens.
I find Channing pacing in the living room. Everyone says Channing is uptight and intense. That he doesn’t show emotion but they don’t know him like I do. The man feels things way deeper than any of us. He feels it all the time and I can’t tell you how he lives with it. His empathy is so great and he loves everyone around him. This has to be killing him.
When he sees me, he crosses over to me. He stops a foot away and clenches his fists next to his thighs. “I want to find that fucker and beat the life out of him,” he states in his calm cool voice and it’s all I can do not to smirk.
“Oh he’s dead. We just have to set my plan in motion,” I tell him, waving him back outside to my brother-in-law.
He follows me out the door and takes a seat next to his half brother. They look nothing alike and they never have. The only thing that points to their shared parenthood is their personalities. They are