One Chance (Part 1)(97)
“She left.”
“What the fuck do you mean, she left?”
“She left,” Rebecca says.
“When’s she coming back? We’re to get married tomorrow.”
“I doubt that’s going to be happening now,” Quinn says angrily.
“When is she coming back?” I ask again slower this time.
“We don’t know. She went to cool off,” Rebecca says.
“Where did she go?” I ask looking between Quinn and Rebecca.
“She didn’t tell us,” Rebecca says nervously.
“Did you do it?” Quinn asks hastily.
“No, I didn’t sleep with her I swear it. Yes she was at the damn party, why I don’t know, but she was drunk, really drunk and trying to hang on to me. She said she wanted to lie down and asked if I could help her. I didn’t want to, but what the hell was I supposed to do?”
“So what happened?” Quinn asks with a look.
“I tried to help her walk, but she couldn’t, she was that drunk, so she asked me to carry her.”
“And you did,” Quinn snaps.
“Yes, I picked her up and carried her to an empty bedroom. I put her on the damn bed and I left, that’s it, I swear.”
“Then what about the picture where you’re kissing her?” Quinn asks looking heated.
“What?” I ask confused.
“There’s a photo from the same night showing you kissing her.”
“Fuck,” I say running my hands through my hair.
“How could you do that?” Rebecca asks angrily.
“It’s not what it looked like,” I argue.
“Then what was it?” Quinn asks.
“Yes she kissed me, but I pushed her away, I didn’t kiss her back,” I say defending myself.
“The picture says otherwise,” Quinn says looking serious.
“I swear I didn’t do anything with her. I would never do that to Haley.”
“You need to explain that to her,” Rebecca says softly.
“I will as soon as I can find her,” I say leaving her house to grab my phone to try to call her. I call her numerous times, but the damn thing just keeps going to voicemail. I walk downstairs to where Kenzie is with Brody, “Where the fuck is she?”
“I don’t know,” Kenzie states.
“I’m not playing a fucking game here, where does she go when she’s pissed off?”
“I wouldn’t tell you even if I knew,” she snaps.
“What the hell is wrong with you? She’s your fucking sister for Christ’s sake. Do you not want her to be happy?”
“Yes, I do want her to be happy, but I want her to find her own guys, not mine.”
“I’m not yours,” I scream.
“But you could be.”
“No I couldn’t. I will never be yours. I want nothing to do with you.”
“Calm down,” Brody says.
“Hell, you shouldn’t want anything to do with her either,” I snap, feeling pissed off at the world right now.
“It will be fine. She’ll be back soon and you can talk.”
“How do you know she’ll be back soon?” I ask curiously.
“She always comes back; she’s just angry and hurt.”
“Yeah, because of this jealous bitch and Meg.”
“I didn’t make Meg do anything,” Kenzie defends.
“You also didn’t do anything to stop her either,” I shout.
“The truth needed to come out.”
“I’m gonna go grab a drink,” Brody says as he heads up the stairs.
“You are a horrible person and an even worse sister,” I say getting angrier.
“Please, she’ll thank me one day.”
“No she won’t. What you did was cold and malicious, that’s not love.”
“I’m looking out for her.”
“No, you’re only looking out for yourself.”
“Yeah, that too,” she says as she flops onto the couch, “Want to watch a movie?” she asks changing the subject.
“NO, I don’t want to do shit with you, let alone watch a fucking movie. Stay the fuck away from me,” I say as I run up the stairs. “Where’s Brody?” I ask Isaac.
“He said he had to run out real quick,” he says as he continues watching television.
“That little son of a bitch,” I seethe.
“What did he do?”
“I bet he knows where Haley’s at. God, I could kill him right now.”
“Why don’t you have a seat and wait, she has to come back sooner or later,” Isaac states.
“Shit,” I say as I take a seat.
Haley
I sit here continuing to stare at the pictures in front of me, trying to figure someway that they’ve been altered. Liam wouldn’t do this to me; I know he wouldn’t.