Page 55 of Fury
Mama hangs up, and I gently drop my phone as I wipe my eyes.
He hurt her, yet she’s still trying to get me to have a relationship with him, yet again putting me first.
“It’s about time Mama puts herself first,” I mutter as I grab the folder next to me, but I freeze when I hear the front door slam before Blade walks in with determination.
Ah, crap, I forgot to lock the door.
“You can turn around and leave,” I state firmly, knowing he didn’t fight for Mama and that he is on my shit list, but instead of doing as I demanded, he sighs, oblivious to the reason for my anger, and places his hands on his hips.
“Skylar, come on. For fourteen years, I have wanted nothing more than to get to know my sister, and yet you keep pushing me back,” he says firmly, “and I want to know why! Is it my Mama? Is she the reason why you want nothing to do with us? Because if it is, she’s gone away for a little while…”
I shake my head, my anger already spiking at his cluelessness, but to make out like Mama has just ‘gone for a little while’ makes my blood boil.
So much for him being worried about her, huh Nyx?
My jaw ticks, and I grind my back teeth as I seethe, “Gone away or finally left the family who treated her like shit?”
I can’t keep it in even if I want to, and I have a horrible feeling I’m going to oust Mama’s past if he doesn’t leave.
Blade narrows his eyes, which are so much like my own, and he growls, “We never treated her like shit. She cheated on my dad and got the punishments she deserved when she acted out all because he wanted a relationship with you, so who the fuck has told you lies, Skylar?”
They never treated her like shit?
Seriously?!
My anger burns through me, pain for Mama taking over as I stand and shout,“How about the whole fucking town telling me how nasty you are to her, Leo!”
His eyes widen as he stammers, “Skylar, the rumors around town were just that – rumors. Growing up, she caused a lot of shit, wanting to be kicked out, and I see that. I’m not stupid, and while yeah, the brothers were concerned she was only with Dad for his cut, and honestly, I did believe that at one point, so did he, she lost a lot of respect from everyone. Despite Dad trying to make things right with her, encouraging her to do therapy, she’s not engaging with him, and her leaving has destroyed him despite the way she’s been distant lately.”
He’s struggling, he is destroyed?
What about Mama? What about her struggles, her pain?
She was raped, and he stood there believing she was cheating; he’s lucky she didn’t leave then and there!
Shaking my head, I growl, “He’s struggling, is he? He’s hurting, right?!”
Blade swallows at my coldness but nods stupidly, and I screech loudly, not able to keep my anger for Mama in as I grab my stapler and throw it at his head.
“Fuck!” he curses and just ducks in time before it can hit his head and I grab my phone and bag before storming around my desk, causing him to back up, lifting his hands up in surrender,and despite really wanting to smack him for being delusional, I point at the door and state, “Get the fuck out of my office now!”
Eyes still wide, he does as I ask, clearly seeing he’s messed up, and I lock up.
“Sky, I just want to get to know my sister,” he says when we walk outside, the street lamps shining above us, the sun well and truly down and I turn towards him and finally admit, “Well, then maybe you shouldn’t have been such a rotten son!”
His mouth parts in shock before he demands, “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” but I ignore him and walk quickly to my car.
“Skylar!” he shouts as I throw my bag onto the passenger seat before climbing in, happy Nyx fixed the engine light as it starts, and I spin away from a shocked Blade with one place in mind.
I think it’s time I confront my ‘father’ but not for me, no, for my Mama.
Fifteen minutes later, I pull up outside the gates to the clubhouse, my eyes taking everything in.
I haven’t been here before, and the place is massive, but it’s the cars and bikes that cover the lot while music blares that get my attention, not the building.
I mutter, “Huh, guess I’m about to embarrass Brick in front of half the town.”
I can’t help the smile that overtakes my face before a knock sounds at my window, and I turn and make eye contact with Trent, the prospect who is sometimes with Ivy, and I put my window down.
