UnLove Me - The Angels Warriors MC Complete Trilogy Box Set (35 page)

I watch the house, seeing Eden inside playing with her children and sister. She’s never fuckin’ alone. I don’t know how the hell we’re going to pull this shit off. My cell rings, and I fish it out, answering it.

“We have a problem,” the voice on the line says.

“What?”

“Reaper, he might be on to us. Had a chat with him, just asking if he wants the ways of the old club back and if he misses it. His words were, “No, I’ll never live that way again. Over my dead body,” he tells me.

“Okay, so what’s the problem?” I ask, confused. I hate Mason. I want him dead, so him not wanting to join our side fucking thrills me.

“In order to overturn this club, we need to do something about the women. We have them all, we win,” he says.

“At this point, I doubt it. Reaper hates Hilary, Zippo and Lilly aren’t together, and Angel wants nothing to do with Eden,” I point out.

He laughs on the line. “Just because that’s how it appears, doesn’t mean that’s how it is. We get those women, they’ll do as we say.”

“You’re the boss,” I state.

“That I am. Did you get the girl back to town?” he asks me.

“Your number two brought her back. She’s been here a few months now.”

“Good, tell her to start working. The sooner we get those women, the sooner this shit ends.” He hangs up the phone.

I stare back at the window, watching Eden’s silhouette move about.

Eden is a looker. She and I might have some fun once everything comes together. I’ll show her what a real man’s all about. Hell, I wanted her before, in high school, but she never paid any attention to me except as a friend.

I hear voices downstairs, and I’m confused. I didn’t expect anyone over today. I finish putting Elizabeth down for her nap, and walk down and see Vinny and my mom talking in hushed voices. “What are you doing here, Mom?” I ask.

She gives me a small smile. “Just here to help you out, baby. I have some girls coming over too, so we’ll get this place cleaned up and look after Elizabeth, while you have a bath and take a nap,” she says.

“I don’t need help. And you.” I turn to Vinny. “It’s not your day, and I’ve already told you, you see my child at the bakery when Hilary brings her to you. Leave,” I tell him.

He shakes his head. “Lilly-pad, please, this is such bullshit.”

I snap then, taking pictures of Vinny and I off the wall and flinging them at him, and I watch him try to dodge the photos. “I hate you!” I scream. “Get out of my fucking house!”

I pick up a few frames and books that are nearby and start hurling them at him. “Get out!” I scream.

“Lilly!” Mom shouts.

“Mommy, he hurt me so bad. He cheated on me!” I wail.

“Fuck, Lilly, I didn’t cheat. We weren’t together when I was with Kayla. Baby, please, listen to me,” Vinny pleads.

“Mom, get him out of my house!” I scream again.

“Vinny, I think it best you go, hun,” Mom tells him gently.

His jaw clenches, and I swear I see tears forming in his eyes as he stares at me.

“Don’t you come back, you hear me, Vincent Torino! Don’t ever come back here!” I yell at him through my crying.

“Come on, baby. Let’s go upstairs and get you calmed down. Shh, sweetie,” Mom soothes as she wraps her arms around me, and we walk up the stairs.  I turn away from Vinny; if I look at him any longer, I may kill the bastard.

I leave after Ann was able to calm her down. I didn’t want to leave her, not like that, seeing her so broken up because of my shit. Fuck, I wish I could fix it all, but I don’t know how to fix this. I don’t think I ever can. It doesn’t mean I’m gonna give up, though.

Checking the time and seeing it’s just past noon, I decide to swing over to Kayla’s place to get some time in with Rose.

Can I come over, see Rose? – V

Yup, come on over. Brandon just left. Be nice for some company. - K

Opening the front door, I hear Kayla singing softly to our child. I smile, walking into the living room and seeing her rocking our baby in the rocking chair. “Hey, Vincent,” she says softly.

“Hey, how’s she doing?” I ask her.

“Good. I swear, she rarely ever cries. She’s such a good baby,” she says, smiling down at her.

I pull out my wallet before sitting on the couch and flip through it. Pulling out a picture of Elizabeth, I pass it over to Kayla. “Here,” I say.

She takes it from my hand and smiles down at my child I share with Lilly. “She’s so beautiful. I wish Lilly would come around, but I understand why she doesn’t want to. I can’t believe how much these girls look alike.”

I grin. “Yeah, they could almost be twins.”

“How is Lilly doing, anyways?” she asks.

I shake my head. “I think she has the baby blues. I went over today to try and talk to her, and she was a mess.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. I know how much you love her.” She smiles sadly.

“How are you and Brandon doing?” I ask her, wanting to get away from talk of Lilly.

She smiles huge. “I’m in love with him, Vincent! He’s so amazing.”

“He treats our girl right?” I ask her.

She smiles so brightly, it’s almost blinding. “Oh, Vincent, he does. He treats her almost as if she was his. It’s amazing to see.”

That hurts, not the fact that my brother treats my daughter like his, but that Lilly can’t treat my daughter with Kayla like hers too.

I push the stroller down the sidewalk, walking next to Hilary and Eden. My baby, Elizabeth, is so damn adorable. Ever since Vinny learned I didn’t use his last name for her, he comes over often, even though I told him not to, that he’s to meet Hilary at Momma B’s. He keeps trying to fix us, but it’s not going to happen. I can’t be with him. I just can’t.

“Um, Lilly?” I hear Eden say, sounding shocked.

“What?” I ask, confused.

“Oh, fuck no!” Hilary screeches.

There, up ahead of us, is Vinny, holding a baby girl in his arms, walking next to Kayla, the bitch. Ever since I found out about him having a baby with her, I can’t even bear to look at him. I hate him with everything. I gave him all of me, never once stepped out on him, never even looked at another man, not even during our break ups, but there he was the whole damn time, fucking that bitch every chance he got.

“Just ignore them,” I tell them urgently.

“Oh, hell no. He’s here, in public, with that bitch and his other baby. If you are gonna cheat on your girl of nine years with a bitch, and have a baby with her too, you gotta keep that shit a secret, not flaunt it about town,” Hilary says.

“It doesn’t matter anymore,” I say while glancing down at my daughter in the stroller.

“Lilly, hey,” Vinny says, stopping in front of us.

Kayla is standing back a bit with her daughter, looking somewhat nervous.

“Hi,” I say.

“Um, look, can we, uh, talk?” he asks.

I shake my head. “No thanks,” I say, feeling uncomfortable with Kayla standing there too.

“Lilly, please, this bullshit of me not being allowed to have my two kids around each other is just that. It’s bullshit. They’re siblings. They should be able to grow up as such,” Vinny says, getting pissy.

“Yeah, well, you should have thought about that before you fucked everything up,” I spit out at him.

His face falls. “Lilly, don’t be like this. Fuck, you’ve never had one mean bone in your body, and now it’s like you’re the reigning queen of bitch.”

“Right, well, good thing for you, I don’t have to be anything but that. If you don’t like it, fuck off. Call Hilary with a date and time to have a play date with Elizabeth,” I say, moving past him.

“Lilly,” Kayla whispers.

I shake my head at her. Why in the hell does she keep trying to talk to me? I take a quick glance at the baby in the stroller, and, my God, she and Elizabeth could be twins with how much they look alike.

Why did Vinny have to screw this all up?

I look at Vinny with tears in my eyes and turn away before he sees them fall.

I watch her walk off and feel like complete shit. Kayla walks over to me and puts her hand on my shoulder. “You okay?” she asks.

I shake my head. “Far from it,” I tell her honestly.

“I wish this wasn’t such a mess. As much as I wanted you, I know I’m not it for you. I wish I could fix this all somehow.”

“You can’t. She won’t even let me bring the kids around each other. These girls are sisters. They should be able to grow up that way, but she’s not having it.”

“That doesn’t sound like her at all. I know she’s hurt and upset by all of this, but something isn’t sounding right,” Kayla says, glancing down the sidewalk toward Lilly.

“I wish I could make shit right. You were fucking right when you kept telling me to tell her sooner. Maybe by now we could actually try again,” I tell her.

“Okay, no more sad stuff. Let’s get home. Brandon texted me, said he might be over in a bit,” Kayla says, smiling.

“Yeah, okay.”  At least Kayla has something good going for her. I’m happy for her, I am, but at the same time, it eats me up that I can’t have that with Lilly.