Page 2 of Game of Revenge

The night Carriedied changed us all. A new person was born in her place and for a while I thought we would never get her back. But vengeance and love has a way of changing things.

Was it for the better? I’m not sure yet, but I do know that it was necessary.

Carrie was my best friend, but Blakely became my soulmate. Which is ironic since they are the same person.

Chapter 1

Kiernan

I can't believe the big day is finally here! It's been a long time coming. Brian loads up the truck with his supplies while Michael and Tray are making subs and grabbing snacks.

“Have you decided on the color siding you want?” Brian asks, climbing in the truck. Leaning over he gives me a kiss and I sigh against his lips.

He's amazing and I am beyond lucky to have him and the others in my life. I was in a dark space for awhile there after everything happened with Carrie and they helped to pull me back into the light.

They never scoffed or judged when I told them what Blakely planned to do and they even offered to help.

They are the perfect package for my psychotic heart.

Pulling back from his kiss, I shake my head.

“Still leaning towards gray, but the slate-blue is nice,” I mutter, grabbing my phone and comparing the colors again.

“Um, babe, those are almost the same color. But whatever you choose will be perfect,” he says, starting the engine.

“I just want this place to be ours. No more murder house. The time has come to tear it down completely and just rebuild.”

“I still think we should just find a place on the water. Maybe by Francis or Carrie?” he suggests and I shake my head.

“No, I want the place where I met you all for the first time. It's the start of our love story. I don't care that college students were killed there. I'm not scared of a few ghosts.”

Brian laughs as Micheal opens the back door with a cooler in his hand. His cheeks are flushed and his caramel hair is messy.

“Ah I see how it is. You had a quickie without me,” I say with a fake pout and he leans over the seat, gripping my hair, pulling me into a quick kiss.

“I didn't think making subs would turn him on so much,” he mutters, licking his lips, then shrugs.

“We have a busy day, so he better hurry up or I'll leave his ass,” Brian grumbles and I smile.

I may have found my own horny harem, but Brian doesn't like hearing about his brother's sexcapades.

Him and Michael try to keep things in the bedroom separate, but they love me too much to deny me my fantasies.

“He's grabbing the chips. Chill,” Michael huffs, then starts to play with my hair. A shiver runs down my spine and I groan as he tugs the strands hard.

My dick perks up and I curse him under my breath. We don't have time for this.

“As much as I'd like to choke you with my cock, Mike, it'll have to wait. Bates and Chuck are at the house, waiting on us.”

Glancing out the window, I see Tray holding a tote full of snacks with a huge smile on his face.

His hair is also a mess, but I don't blame him. Kitchen sex is fun and an often occurrence in this house.

“About fucking time,” Brian grumbles and I make a note to fuck that attitude out of him later.

Tray hands Mike the bag and he places it on the floorboard by his feet. Tray climbs in and before his door is even fully shut, Brian is peeling down the driveway.

Placing my hand on his thigh, I give him a squeeze. “Babe, seriously, it’s okay. Carrie said that they were stopping for some lunch supplies too, so I doubt they are even there yet. What’s going on with you? Do you need a Snickers?” I joke and while his top lip twitches, he doesn’t laugh.

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