Page 66 of The Last Ones Standing, Part Two

“You tied your tubes, stupid. You fucked yourself trying to be petty. Now look.” I groan aloud.

I have so many regrets. No one cares about me. My father yelled at me to fix this when I called him.

“How?” I sob.

Wiping a hand under my nose, I start the car to head home. I need to pack my things and run. I know I said too much. I couldn’t stop myself.

I blink at the road. Maybe I had too much to drink. I went for a few drinks after leaving the drive.

It was when I went to pay that I learned all my accounts had been closed. I’ve neverhadto suck dick to cover my drinks before. It was so humiliating. Not for the little-dick guy who covered the bill but for me.

It set in then how badly I’d fucked up. The look in Gio’s eyes has been haunting me in hindsight. I had been on my way to my parents’ place when my father yelled at me to fix this. I pout and sob as I drive.

“Hey Mercedes,” I call out to the car assistant and sniffle.

“How may I help?” she responds.

“Call Franky.”

“Okay, I am calling Franky.”

The call starts to ring, but it goes straight to voice mail this time. I growl and go to call Dante instead. Maybe I can fix this through my husband.

“Hey Mercedes.”

“How may I help?”

“Call Dante.”

“Okay, I am calling Dante.”

I swerve a bit into the other side of the road. I need to pull over. I roll down the window and pull onto the side of the road.

“Hello?” Dante answers.

“Dante?” I slur.

“Where are you?”

I give a drunken smile as I hear the protector in his voice. I’m still his wife. He wouldn’t allow anything to happen to me.

However, hearing his voice pisses me off all over again. This is all his fault. He’s trying to take everything from me.

“Don’t act like you care now. You canceled all of my cards and froze my accounts. You turned him against me. You turned everyone against me.”

I still can’t believe Franky’s not answering my calls. If he would answer, I could hand him the keys his grandfather has been looking for. Once Dante is locked up, and out of the way, I can get to his offshore accounts.

Hell, I can drain Bella’s accounts. It’s not like the little brat needs all that money.

“I told you to stop running to my father in the first place,” he snarls.

I laugh. He would think I’m talking about his father. The asshole really thought I wanted to date his young ass in high school. His arrogance helped me to trap him.

“Your father? I’m not talking about your father. You know what’s the worst part? I should have married him, not you. My father was so hell-bent on a marriage between us, and the sex was amazing, but I never loved you. Not like him.”

Yes, Dante can fuck. I mean, really fuck. That’s something I might miss. He’s amazing in bed, but I’ve never fallen for him. I’ve stupidly been loyal to Franky. Well, I think it’s time I’m loyal to myself.

Fuck them all.

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