Page 21 of Dirty Brothers
“You son of a bitch, you went after my girl as revenge?” Brady’s words slam into me like a punch to the gut, and I stumble back a step. Justin and Kingston won’t even look in my direction.
“It was the sweetest form of revenge.” Brayden’s answer shreds me. Lennon grabs my arm and begins to drag me out of the room, but we both slam to a halt at the sight of my dad and Stella standing there with pale faces.
“I’m sorry,” I choke out, then run from the room with Lennon on my heels. We make it out the front. She grabs my hand, then leads me toward where she parked my car. Just as she unlocks it, my other arm is gripped and I’m spun around only to come face to face with Justin.
He reaches out to cup my face but I smack his hand away. “Please…”
I scoff. “Please what?” I scream. “You fucking used me. You took one of the most intimate moments of my life and used it against me. Every person in there just saw me naked and…” Mysobs become uncontrollable and render me silent. Justin’s face falls and I see the guilt churning in his brown eyes.
“I’m so sorry, we never meant to hurt you, birdy.”
I swipe away my tears and harden my gaze. “Yes, you did. You just never expected to feel anything for me in the process, that’s why you’re out here. Leave me alone, Justin.” I turn away from him and climb in beside Len. I don’t look back once as we drive away, I’m so devastated and hurt, but worst of all, I’m fucking heartbroken. I’ll never be granted entry into those pearly gates when I die for what I have done.
Forgive me father for I have sinned with my stepbrothers.
TWENTY
JUSTIN
For the past month I haven’t been able to focus on anything—food has lost its taste, I’ve lost my love for hockey. Kingston is a shell. Brayden has resorted to staying away from us unless we’re training or working at the club. Mom is angry and so is Roger. I don’t blame them, we ruined their wedding and we have no one to blame but ourselves.
The last thing I want to do right now is go to the club and sit in a small fucking office with my brothers… the tension between the three of us is fucking thick. We’ve never been divided like this before. I hate it but I don’t know how to fix it. None of them want to admit that they are in love with her.
Yes, she was a revenge plan. We thought she would be some shallow bitch that was hard to even interact with but we were wrong. Molly is fucking beautiful inside and out and we ruined her and the chance to truly get to love her.
I stalk into the office and say nothing to either of my brothers as I drop into my seat behind my desk. Before I can even bring my emails up, the door slams open and I balk at the sight of Molly’s best friend Lennon standing there with a dark look on her face.
Kingston jumps to his feet and rushes toward her but she pins him with a look of warning. “I’m not here because I even like the three of you, but Molly does.” Her words hit me right in the gut.
“Your point?” Brayden grits out.
“My point, asshole, is that my best friend is a good fucking person and didn’t deserve what the three of you fucking dicks did to her. While you all hid, she was forced to face the blow back of that video and deal with the nasty comments from her peers and she took it like a champ. But, it’s weighing on her.” I drop my head in shame.
“I’m sorry,” I mutter.
She scoffs. “Don’t be sorry, you pussy.” I snap my head up and scowl at the bitch. “Do you love her?”
“Yes,” I answer without hesitation.
She turns to Kingston next. “And you?”
“I fell in love with her the first night we met.” She nods at his answer, then turns to Brayden, who is still glaring at her.
“What about you?” Len pushes.
“Why the fuck should I answer you?” he snaps.
“Because, I am the only person who can get you in the same fucking room with her but I won’t do that if you dick heads are going to hurt her again.”
Bray stands and places his palms flat against his desk. “You’ve known for weeks that it was us behind the masks, why not tell her?” My eyes widen at his revelation.
She shrugs. “I think she knew deep down as well, but she didn’t want to hope too much in case she was wrong. She’s been torn since she met you three at the rink. The only reason she kept seeing the masked men is because they took the edge off, but it was you three she envisioned behind the masks. She loves you all, whether you like it or not. You broke her heart and it’s up to you to mend it and put those pieces back together, because mygirl needs you and I need you to get rid of that shit stain Brady from hanging around her.”
“I’ll snap his fucking neck,” Brayden growls.
“Do you love her?” she presses again.
Bray sighs and drops his gaze to his desk. “I fell in love with Molly Turner before we even met her.”
