Page 63 of Sweet Dreams
I gently clean the wound, trying not to make it bleed. “Have a shower, then I’ll wrap them; I’ll find you a shirt and boxers.”
“Thanks, Silas. For everything. Even earlier, I came off as a bitch when you cut me loose; maybe my emotions were a little high. Mr. Montgomery isn’t someone you want to be mixed up in. You know who he is, right?”
“No, who is he.”
“Nancy’s dad used to run drugs in this town, remember? Now, Mr. Montgomery does it. Where do you think all the drugs go?”
“The city?”
“I would watch your back next time you go carjacking in the city.”
I step out of the bathroom and close the door. I find her a change of clothes and leave it on the bed; I step out of the room, closing the door behind me. I go and see the guys downstairs.
“How is she?” Buck asks, closing the fridge and cracking open a beer.
“Ah, she’s fine. She also informed me who the mayor is.” I grab a beer, drinking halfof it.
“Do tell before I get older.” Leroy folds his arms, leaning back in the kitchen chair.
“Where’s Blaine?” I look around but don’t see him.
“I shoved him in the upstairs closet; he won’t be getting out anytime soon,” Griff chuckles.
“His dad is the drug dealer, not Wolf. This entire time, we were wrong.”
“The mayor gig is a cover up?” Weldon confirmed. “What a douchebag. Why not give it to his wife? She damn near acts like it.”
“I think that’s why she acts like it; he’s never here. It has nothing to do with family issues; she doesn’t want Teagan’s dad to get suspicious again. That’s all what this is. So, run the daughter out of town, and no one will be wiser.” Buck states the obvious.
“Can’t have her shop be targeted and no one else on that street,” I add.
Leroy snaps his finger. “Bingo. Teagan never did anything wrong; Nancy has been trying to cover up for her husband and found a way to do that.”
“The only thing left is to expose them all.” Griff raises his beer.
We all raise our beers and drink. Now I understand why Elma wouldn’t talk about that family. Too much was at risk. I leave the guys and check on Teagan. I quietly open the door and find her sleeping in bed. No matter how much I don’t want toleave her, I need to. After tomorrow, she’ll have to move on withoutme.
I lie awake in Silas’ bed when the sun peeks through the curtains, wondering how all this unfolded. I wish Dad would’ve filled me in on the entire Nancy bullshit when it started; it would’ve saved me a lifetime of problems. Now I’m in over my head. I haven’t gotten a single answer, and I don’t think I ever will. Maybe being in Holden isn’t for me anymore.
I grab my clothes and quickly get dressed; I need to see Dad and get some answers. My wrists are stiff; I hope they don’t leave a scar. I dig through Silas’ closet for a hoodie to cover them. I’m not ready to answer those questions if Mom or Dad see them.I open the door and poke my head out, the house is quiet, and I have no idea where any of the guys are or where Blaine is.
I tip-toe down the stairs, and on the last step, I place my shoes on. I get close to the door when a throat clears behind me.
“Where you off to, Firecracker?”
“Out.” I reach for the doorknob.
“You aren’t gonna say goodbye to him?”
I look over my shoulder and watch Leroy drink his coffee. “Why would I? He’s nothing to me; he had his chance and ruined it. I’m not getting into this with you, and I don’t even know you.”
“No, you don’t. But I know Silas. He’s a good kid, a little stupid, but he has a good heart. It was his idea to find out who was responsible for destroying your shop. That’s why we all came down here; Silas wanted to get your shop back so you could feel safe.”
“It doesn’t matter because, in the end, I have nothing now.” I open the door and step outside.
“Firecracker, he does deserve a second chance.”
I close the door; why does everyone love to tell me what to do? Do they not see how lying to me about a secret identity is wrong? It’s like they are brushing that off like it’s nothing. When I’m ready, I’ll think about it. Until then, he doesn’t get ananswer.