Page 51 of Remiss
“Put your goddamn hands down.”
“Then step the fuck back, Dad. I don’t want to fight you, but I’m not allowing you to fuck over me. I sacrificed a lot for you. I trusted you with that letter and you fucked everything up.”
“Sacrificed? You ungrateful fucking wretch. You don’t know what sacrifice is.”
“And you do?”
Dad shrugged.
“That’s a fucking no, in case you don’t know the answer. What did you ever sacrifice? In spite of everything, you lived a charmed life.Youfucked it up.”
Dad backed away and sat on the bed, so Rory lowered his fists.
“If I spoke to my grandfather the way you talked to me, he would’ve punched the fuck out of me,” Dad sneered.
“Lies, and you know it. Logan didn’t give a fuck what you did.”
“Were you there? I might be the fucking monument of truth.”
“In your motherfucking dreams, you delusional motherfucker.”
Fury raced across Dad’s face. Rory thought sure he’d take a swing at him.
“Oh, I’m not hitting you. I don’t trust Kendall not to poison me if she ever finds out, but I will find a way to repay your disrespect, fuckhead.”
“I’m sure, since you’re such a sneaky asshole.”
“Sometimes, I wish you’d never been born.”
The words pierced Rory to his soul. Of all the things his father could’ve said, he never expected those words. On the other hand, he should have.
“Because Aunt Meggie didn’t give birth to me, right, fuckhead? Or because CJ should’ve been yours?”
Regret flickered across his face, a rare emotion from a man who was the architect of so much pain. “I’m sorry, Rory. I didn’t mean that. I love you, but I don’t know you anymore.”
“I can say the same about you, Dad. You’ve been on a fucking rampage for months. You’re destroying everything and you refuse to make it right.”
“Blame your mother.”
“I’m blaming you. Stop fucking deflecting all your fucking bullshit on everyone else! You wish I’d never been born? I wish you weren’t my father, so fuck you.”
Rory was even angrier because of what he’d just gone through with his cousins. He’d sincerely believed Dad would see this as an opportunity to right a wrong, so that when Mom returned, he could tell her about his good deed.
“I betrayed the club to cover for you,” Rory said, pain streaking through him.
“Do you want a fucking award for being a good son?”
“The only reward I want is to have a good father. A man worthy of my mother.”
“Kendall couldn’t survive without me.”
“Mom would fucking thrive without you,” Rory sneered. “She’s a good mother, a loyal friend, and a brilliant attorney. She’s also a beautiful woman who’s wasting her fucking life on a motherfucker who can’t even rescue a girl from Bash.”
Dad’s gaze flew to his. “This fucking temper tantrum is about Molly Harris?”
“Jesus Christ, you’re so fucking out of touch with reality.”
“I don’t have any sway over Bash. Molly’s probably dead anyway, so why should I waste my time?Ryanis the reason she’s gone. Let him choke on his fucking guilt.”
