Page 63 of When It Rains He Pours

Cutting him off, I coughed slightly as I spoke. “I saw the bottle on fire as it hit the ground. I watched it spill flames across the room and engulf everything in that place.” Closing my eyes, I knew I had to tell him the one thing he probably would never want to hear. “I know who did this, I know who's responsible.”

Liam's face fell flat as he stared at me confused. “Who do you think did this?” he asked, his tone husky and coarse.

Taking in a slow breath, I looked away as I spoke. “It was Jacob—your brother—he did this.”

Pushing up quickly, Liam's eyes held disbelief. “I know my brother is an asshole, but to set the building on fire with us inside? He wouldn't do this.”

“It was him. I tried to tell you before, he told me he was going to do this. Jacob came right out and said he would burn it to the ground.”

Liam's eyes bounced between mine as he tried to process the thought. I couldn't blame him if he didn't want to believe it, I didn't know how I'd feel if someone was telling me that someone I had known all my life had done something so horrible. But I knew Jacob was responsible. There was no one else in this world that wanted me out as badly as that man.

“Maybe you heard him wrong, maybe he didn't mean literally.” Snapping his back straight, Liam started to pace the room. “He wouldn't do this, there's no way.” Raking his hand through his hair, he clutched his jaw. “I know my brother; he's a douchbag, he talks shit, but this—” Throwing out his arms, he held up his bandaged hands. “Hewouldn'tdo this.”

Pushing myself up in the bed, my brows arched high. “Are you so sure of that? He sent someone to destroy the place and threaten me. Did you think he would ever do that?”

“I know Jacob doesn't have a huge moral compass, but—”

“He said it, Liam.” My voice crackled out, but I was stern. “You didn't hear him, you didn't see him, the look in his eyes when he said it. . .” Pausing, I lifted my hand to my mouth and plucked my bottom lip. “He meant it, and he did exactly what he said he would. I know he's your brother and you don't want to believe it, but he's behind this.”

Stopping in the center of the room, Liam's eyes were big as saucers. “I. . . I need to go.” Turning towards the door, he opened it with a hard tug.

“Wait, where are you going?”

“If what you're saying is true. . .” Glancing at me over his shoulder, he gave me a weak smile. “Then there's something I need to go do.”

My eyes were frozen on him as he walked out of view. A buzzing noise filled my ears as the door stayed open, allowing the flurry of sounds from the hall to seep inside.

I didn't know where he was going. But I knew whatever he was planning, it wasn't going to end good.

Liam was finally going to see what side his brother was on, and it wasn't the side he would want it to be.

Reality was about to slap him in the face. His brother was far worse than he thought he was.

And there was nothing I could do, he had to see it for himself.

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