Page 38 of Jagger
I need to focus and find out where Molly is.
I head back upstairs while Mom canoodles with her fucking man friend and see Aphrodite's room is empty.
Shit.
It smells heavily of perfume. Not Molly's perfume, but still.She'swearing it, and it makes me feel sad.
Because if I hadn't fucked this up, she'd be in my bed now.
Stop thinking of her like that. It's fucking wrong. You raped her.
My phone rings, and I slide it out to see it's Kaden.
Thank fuck.
"Hey," I say, trying to hide my mood. Kaden has enough going on with my cousin. He won't need the stress of Molly right now. Plus, my uncle and aunt…does Aphrodite know?
Shit!
"Aphrodite is in the hospital," Kaden chokes out, sounding nothing like the Kaden I know. He sounds fucking broken. My heart skips a beat at the thought of Aphrodite being hurt, and I'm suddenly aware of the double standards I hold.
I don't say anything about the death of her parents because I can't get it past my lips. Instead, I get the details of the hospital and head to the front door, searching for my car keys.
"Where're my fucking car keys?" I demand, knowing I always leave them by the front door.
Always.
"Your car isn't outside," Mom says unhelpfully, her voice slurring slightly.
How much has she fucking drunk? She's only been here ten minutes.
“Alright, Ma,” I remark as the man yells at me to be respectful to my mother.
Fuck him and fuck her.She's no fucking mother of mine.
I head outside and stare around me only to find Mom's right—my carismissing.
"Fucking Molly," I curse, dragging the Uber app up on my phone. I head to the road and pace, wondering how bad Aphrodite must be to be in the hospital. And what about Kaden? He sounded like someone had ripped his heart out and stomped on it.
Because he cares about her.
It's not a feeling I'm familiar with. The only girl I've ever felt anything for, I abused.
What a hero.
I can't think about Molly right now. I have to get to Aphrodite and Kaden.
The Uber takes me to the airport, breaking speeding limits when I offer to pay more.Is there anything money can't buy?I'm lucky there's a flight in two hours, and I purchase a ticket without a second thought.
My mind is numb.
Molly is missing, my uncle and aunt are dead, and my cousin is in the hospital.
What. The. Fuck.
I barely notice the two hours pass by. I'm lost in my thoughts, trying to think of a solution to any of this.
But I'm powerless right now until I know more. Was my uncle and aunt's death really an accident? I'm not stupid—I know how the mafia works. Did someone do this to them?
