Page 57 of Where We Found Our Home
Fuck.“Wait, do you think I’m pushing you away because I blame you?”
“No, no. I never felt like you blamed me. I just blamed myself. But no, we’re just wondering if there’s more you’re not telling us.”
I debate ripping the Band-Aid off and just telling her the rest of the story, but I know if I do they’ll be on the first flight out here, and I’m not sure if I want that just yet. I want to figure out if Eddie is truly here first and figure out a plan of action if he is. I don’t want to shut anyone out anymore, but I don’t want to go into this blind.
“No, it’s not that. I just hadn’t made up my mind about this place yet. I didn’t know if I was going to come back home or pick up and move somewhere else, so I didn’t want to waste your time.”
“Okay.” She drags out the word. “But, now that you and Lincoln are happily dating and you’ve made friends, you’re pretty sure you’re staying, right?”
“Yeah, I’m staying.”
“Okay, so we can plan a visit then?”
“Yeah, we can,” I say, using Nevaeh’s methods of word play.
“Okay, good. We miss you so much.”
“I miss you guys too. You have no idea.” As close as I’ve become to Lincoln, Sasha, and Nina, a part of me is dying without my girls. I need a hug from Brittany. A binge session of90 Day Fiancé with Sarah. A twerk session with Simone. A nugget of wisdom from my mom.
“Guess what?” Brittany asks.
“You did anal?” We both laugh hysterically at that.
“Shut the hell up. Thank God Simone and Sarah weren’t witness to that moment. That does not leave the vault.”
“My lips are sealed.” I make the zipped lips motion with my fingers.
“Those fingers and crusty toes better not be crossed.”
“Crusty?!” How fucking dare she?
She shrugs with a laugh. “Anyway. I had a date. It was a disaster. I mean worst date of all time.”
“That bad?” Brittany has had some epically bad dates, so for her to say worst of all time tells me I need to be prepared for something monstrous.
“He brought his mom and sister with him.”
“Oh, shit.”
She dives into the story of the creepiest date of all time, and I feel like myself again.
Lincoln
Knowing the last piece of Ciara’s story has only increased my feelings for her. I just want to hold her close and keep her safe.
I love her. I am completely and desperately in love with Ciara Jeffries.
Ciara asked me to tell my family about Eddie, so that’s what I’m here to do today. She felt it was time they knew just in case the fucker is here so they can be aware of their surroundings, but she didn’t have it in her to tell the story again. She’s going to tell Sasha and Nina today, but I told her I’d handle everyone else.
Eddie.I growl at the thought of his name.
If I see that motherfucker, I’ll kill him myself. I think back to the day I was trapped in the fire, and I know now that was my real first introduction to Eddie. Those scarred hands. As soon as she mentioned them, I knew. He’s been here much longer than Ciara thought.Fuck.I should’ve told her. If we’re going to deal with this together, we need to be on the same page.
“What the fuck?” This from Isaiah. I just finished telling the guys Ciara’s story, and they’re just as pissed as I am.
“So is that fucker in town or not? Let’s find him.” Dom stands up but Kai pushes him back down.
“Believe me, I’d be all too happy to kill this guy with my bare hands, but my main priority is Ciara. I need to make sure she’s safe.”
