19. Eighteen
Eighteen
Kayleigh
A Month Later
I will give it to Erik, he is a very determined man when he sets his mind to something. After the night he told me he saw the recording of what Brodie did to me, I have been ignoring him. I blocked him and somehow his number would be unblocked, and he would be back to texting and calling me. I have a feeling Grant is the reason his number keeps being unblocked.
I wish him calling and texting was the only thing he is doing. No, the asshole is sending me gifts. Thankfully Molly is the one who has been putting my packages in my room. Not sure if she is psychic or if it is just women’s intuition, but she brings the packages in when she brings in my laundry.
She told me Mama knows but told her not to mention it to the men. Mama knows about me and Erik; she gave me a week after I got home before insisting I talk about what happened, and I cried in her arms, telling her everything. How I fell for him and how he broke my heart and how he is still claiming I’m his. Mama told me to make him work for it, and if he truly wants me, he will earn it. She also told the overbearing men in my family that my heart got broke by a man over in Scotland and I was homesick.
Of course, they wanted to know who. They kept guessing but I refused to tell them. I couldn’t help but internally laugh when Daid was cussing, pissed at himself for teaching me how to mask my emotions.
“I should have known one day this would come back to bite me in the ass,” he said.
I have been going back to school, but not without double the security I had last time. Even though Andrew was the reason behind me being attacked, my family wasn’t willing to take any chances. I didn’t complain because it made me feel safer, especially with Andrew still out there. Knowing him, he is waiting and planning. I’m honestly petrified about when he gets his hands back on me. I don’t know if I will survive a second time. Especially since I barely did the last time.
Speaking of school, I decide to put myself back out there, knowing I won’t get over Erik unless I start dating again. It doesn’t have to be anything serious, but I won’t get over this heartbreak if I keep moping around. I contacted Lennon, he is the older brother of a classmate of mine, and he was there the night at the club when Erin was kidnapped.
I had so much fun with him that night—before everything came to a screeching halt when the men in my family stormed the club grabbing me and Bia and telling us Erin was kidnapped. He is going to take me out to dinner tomorrow night and I’m so nervous. Regardless of what happens, I know I need to do this.
Ring…Ring…Ring…
Emilia: Kayleigh-bug!!
Kayleigh: Hey, Emilia. How are you?
Emilia: I’m fine, but I didn’t call to talk about me. Did you decide to take Lennon up on his offer?
Kayleigh: I did.
Emilia: Yay! Now you can go get some yummy Irish cock.
I hear a man growling in the background. I softly laugh at Mateo’s possessive side.
Emilia: Would you shut up? You know the only cock I want is the anaconda you keep in your pants.
I hear him in the background telling her she is going to be punished.
Emilia: You can spank me and fuck me after I talk to Kayleigh-bug. Now shoo. Go see your devil spawns or go kill someone or something.
Kayleigh: Your ass is going to be sore.
Emilia: I hope so as long as he fucks my pussy so I feel him tomorrow. Now, back to Lennon. Did he tell you what he has planned?
Kayleigh: He is taking me out to dinner.
Emilia: What’s wrong? You don’t sound excited.
Kayleigh: I feel like I’m betraying Erik.
Emilia: But you are not.
Kayleigh: In my head I know that, but my heart is saying that I am.
Emilia: I want to ask you a question, and I want an honest answer. Don’t tell me what you think I want to hear.
Kayleigh: Okay…
Emilia: Do you love him, and I mean love him so much that the thought of him hurt makes you sick, or is it because of some hero love complex?
Kayleigh: I know I love him. He claims that I’m his and he has been relentless since I moved back home a month ago, but his actions when his ex-wife showed up made me question his sincerity. What happens when she comes back around? Will he push me away? What if she shows up after we have kids? Will he push them away like he did to me? I can’t do that to them. It hurts bad enough that he tossed me aside like I was yesterday’s garbage, but if he would do that to my children, I can’t be held responsible for what I would do to him.
Emilia: Kids? Already looking into the future.
Kayleigh: He is the one who put those ideas into my head. Talking about how I would be his wife, his queen, the mother of his children and grandmother of his grandchildren. As much as I kept denying it, I wanted to have someone love me so much they wanted a family with me. Someone who will love me regardless of my past.
Emilia: Your past doesn’t define your future.
Kayleigh: But what man would want me after everything that has been done to me?
Emilia: A man who will be worthy of you, not some punk-ass little bitch. You are Mafia royalty, and you should be treated as such. And I swear, the next man you get with will be questioned by me, and if I don’t find him worthy enough, he will be meeting my dildo shredder.
Kayleigh: What is the dildo shredder?
Emilia: It’s a custom dildo I took apart, but it has a super fun feature: when you turn it on, blades pop open. And then the blades spin.
Kayleigh: Um why did you make something so…
Emilia: Genius?
Kayleigh: No, horrifying.
Emilia: To get vengeance on the depraved, sick motherfuckers who have raped people.
Kayleigh: Yeah, but doesn’t it get messy?
Emilia: It does, but it means they will suffer before they are killed. They deserve it.
Kayleigh: They do. Like I know the hands of the men in my family aren’t clean, but do they go to that extreme? And do the other men?
Emilia: Umm no, that is left to me and two other feared women in the dark underworld of the Mafia.
Kayleigh: Are you saying you have Mafia men who are extremely afraid of you?
Emilia: Yes. I have made several men either run out of the room or run to the nearest trash can before they empty their guts all over their shoes.
Kayleigh: Damn, that is talented.
Emilia: Why thank you. I take that compliment with pride. Now back to your bruised heart.
Kayleigh: Shattered not bruised. Bruised can be healed, things that are shattered cannot be.
Emilia: You are not shattered.
Kayleigh: Yeah, ok.
Emilia: Why do you think you are shattered?
Kayleigh: Because when you are broken in a way that splits you into a million pieces, it’s not something that can be fixed.
Emilia: One day you will eat those words, but don’t worry, I will have no problem reminding you.
Kayleigh: And in ten years, when I’m still single and childless, I will tell you I told you so.
Emilia: Smartass brat.
Kayleigh: I learned from the best.
Emilia: Fucking right you did. Now be good and don’t think about dumb fuck and go pamper yourself before your date. And if you need a distraction so you can sneak out of the house and away from your cockblocking father and brothers, call me back. I’m sure I can help from here.
Kayleigh: I might take you up on that.
Emilia: Well, I will have a distraction plan ready and waiting for the O’Sullivan men.
Kayleigh: Thanks.
I laugh as we hang up. As much as my heart still hurts, it hurts a little less after talking to Emilia. I’m glad I have a friend like her.