Page 27 of Chaos Kills

She wouldn’t forgive me.

It’s always going to be Levi Wallace over everyone.

That’s the problem with vulnerability and giving yourself to someone. It can be used as a weakness.

But it can also be the catalyst for revenge.

SEVEN

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I heardher sneak inside my house before her ass even hit the hardwood floors of our living room.

As luck would have it for me, Reeve isn’t home. Because, if he were, this would’ve ended up a whole different way with a plethora of bloodthirsty emotions and passionate yelling.

Reeve and Bay’s dynamic is a whole lot different than her and Torin’s. Those two are wildly obsessed with each other.

To the point that it’s almost sickening.

If Reeve had a girl here—which he has over the last three nights, to my utter and vocal disapproval—Bay would’ve ripped half her hair out before she’d beat her ass.

It’d be a riot.

I’d have broken furniture, hair everywhere, and a very angry South Shore girl to calm down and then kick out.

Dealing with all of them—Torin included—would become a pain in my ass.

Still is.

After everything that’s happened over the course of this week, I’m torn in a million different directions. If it’s not Torin, it’s Reeve. And if it’s not Reeve, it’s Torin telling me Ozzy stepped in and married her.

Honestly, I thought it was a bunch of bullshit.

Torin’s cousin doesn’t talk to anyone but us. He also definitely doesn’t speak to women, let alone marry one.

However, Torin was drunk off his ass when he told me the news, and I saw the familiar glint of murder in his eyes.

I just don’t know if it’s more directed at Bay or Ozzy.

Meanwhile, I count my so-called lucky stars that Reeve is out, but when Bay began searching for Torin’s room, I think my heart stopped for a minute.

This girl…she’s a moron.

I can’t calculate anything she’s about to do. I don’t even believe she knows what she’s about to do half the time, but I had hoped that maybe—just maybe—he’d calm his ass down when he saw her.

So much for that.

Torin is not in the right mindset, with grieving Judah and obsessing over right and wrong, and what to do with her. And bravely, Bay stepped into the lion’s den like he wasn’t about to bite her whole head off.

Meanwhile, I waited outside his bedroom for a gunshot to go off.

So, imagine my surprise when I heard nothing, and she waltzed out with no holes.

Torin won’t be sleeping after this—something I’ll have to deal with later—but getting her out of the house is vital.

For me.

For Reeve.

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