Page 199 of When We Fall: Part Two
I wasn’t sure which one to ask since they were both possessive pricks.
Trent shrugged. “I’ve shared before. I fucked some chick with Drake and Fallon once.”
“Really?” I raised my brows at that information as he grinned at me.
“Bet they never told Bianca that,” he said, laughing. “Feel free to bring it up the next time you’re feeding her brownies.”
It was my turn to flip him off.
But it was OK because that’s how Ryder and Trent were. They took your mind off things when you needed it most.
We hung out for another hour before they left to go back to Ryder’s place. I fed and watered Cotton and set up his litter box in the bathroom before checking my fridge for food.
I didn’t have shit, so I put in a grocery order to be delivered in the morning.
I checked on Rosalie once more and found she was still sleeping. I placed a bottle of water and some medication next to her so she could take them if needed when she woke. Then, I went to the living room and lay on the couch. Cotton jumped up and lay on my chest, purring as I scratched him.
I closed my eyes, nervous about what tomorrow would bring. I wanted Rosalie, unlike anything else in this world, but fuck, what timing.
I’d do whatever I had to as fast as possible to be here for her, though.
Anything for her. Fucking anything.
SIXTY-THREE
COLE
“Where did she go?” I demanded as I stormed into the house to find Colten sitting on the couch. I assumed that since it was so late, Jamie was asleep. Or hell, maybe she went with Rosalie.
“I had to take her away,” Colten said.
“Where? Why? She’s supposed to stay here. Did you take her to that prick she stayed with’s place? What’s the address? I’ll go there now?—”
“I found her in Fox’s bedroom with a gun in her mouth,” Colten said softly.
My heart fucking stopped.
“W-What?” I choked out.
“If I’d have been another thirty seconds late looking for her, we’d be having a very different conversation,” he said, staring me down.
I sank onto the loveseat, stunned. I expected anger. Tears. And yeah, hatred, but this?
I never fucking expected this.
“Is she OK?” I whispered.
“I don’t know. I took her to her friend Anson’s.”
I twisted my hands into fists. “Why the fuck would you take her there? He’s been trying to take her away from us?—”
“There is nous,Cole. You guys cut her loose in a really fucked up way. She’s free to go wherever she wants to go. When I asked who she wanted, she said Fox, then Anson. Since Fox isn’t an option, that’s where I took her.”
I said nothing, hating everything about this. I didn’t want to let her go. I’d have died at her side if it came down to it. When she told me she’d kissed some other dude, yeah, I was fucking pissed. Hurt. Broken.
But I loved her so fucking much it trumped it all.
I’d promised Enzo I was in, and honestly, I trusted him even if this shit terrified me.
