Sidechick Chronicles
us.
     
    Unforgettable , I thought.
     
    Let the night begin.
     
     

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    A ryelle
    5
     
    A few hours had passed since Ambrosia had left for the bonfire. We had chatted for a little longer and then she headed out with some other people that came with us.  My mind was racing. My heart was trying to hold it together.  I was hurt, but it wasn't her fault. She didn't know she was ripping my heart into pieces.  I wanted to scream my lungs out. I wanted to curse him out so badly.  There was no talking his way out of this one.  She was his daughter and she lived in that house.  She knew better than anyone what was going on in there.  They were a family and she wasn't a clueless kid.  She was very aware of what was going on between them.  Besides, she was my best friend and she wouldn't lie to me.
     
    Not like I was to her.
     
    I paced back and forth across the cabin floor. Part of me wanted to knock on his door, slap him and curse him out in every way I can.  The other part of me wanted to cry and needed him to hold me.
    Crazy Sagittarius tendencies.
    I had no reason to believe she would make this up. She knew nothing about us sleeping together for the past two years. Her response was an honest response.
     
    No ill intent.
    No basis for lying. 
     
    I looked at the clock and saw that it was 7:30 p.m.  We weren't supposed to meet until 9 o'clock to give him time to make sure the boys were settled in their rooms.  It was also a precaution to ensure it would be dark.  We needed to keep this under wraps from the other staff and congregation.  I knew this and even agreed to it.  Unfortunately, there was no way I could wait another hour and a half to talk to him.
     
    No way in hell!
     
    I grabbed my cabin key and headed for his cabin. 
     
    I hoped to God everyone was at the bonfire or heading to it.  We had some things to discuss. I had some stuff I needed to get off my chest.  We clearly had some damn issues to resolve. Sex was definitely not on the menu tonight.
     
    I walked down the path to his cabin. 
     
    I took the back way so I wouldn't draw attention to myself.  Ambrosia was at the bonfire so it would look awfully suspicious if I was caught at his cabin by myself at night. I couldn't remember the last time I had walked this fast. Anger had a way of giving you energy. It was like having superpowers.  You felt invincible and untouchable to anything that may occur.
     
    Knock! Knock! Knock!
     
    I was past knocking softly. I figured everyone was gone and he was in a secluded area.  I had to hear this from him.  I didn't doubt what Ambrosia said one bit.  I just wanted to look him in the eyes and hear it from him.  He opened the door with a surprised look on his face and a towel wrapped around his waist.
     
    Dammit, I thought.
     
    There was no way I could talk to him while he stood naked with a towel wrapped around him.  I would give in to my desires and I needed to make sure my heart was protected first.
     
    "Aryelle, I was just getting out the shower and was going to call you so you could come over.  Are you ok?"
     
    My face was probably red from trying not to scream at the top of my lungs.  I had a temper, a bad one.  I had managed to keep it under control when it came to him and his foolishness though sometimes he always managed to pull it out of me. This would definitely be one of those times if his answers didn’t line up the way they should.
     
    "Hell no I'm not okay! Go put some clothes on now so we can have a conversation. We need to talk right now!"
     
    He closed the door.
     
    He looked baffled and confused.  He wasn’t sure where I was coming from or what I could possibly be pissed about.  Good.  I didn’t want him trying to think of a quick lie to tell that would further piss me off.
     
    "How about you tell me what's wrong first.  What happened that you're so upset with me? I had this romantic evening planned.  Now you're

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