Burn Butterfly Burn (Masked Duet, #2)

by Reese Rivers

“You had over four fucking years of space, Savy! Enough with the games!” Tate bites out. Well, fuck him! Fuck all of them. “Games? I’m playing games? Fuck you! You’re the ones playing games with me. Four fucking years worth! You keep talking about the messages you sent, the letters? You want me to read them all like that will fix everything but none of that will fix what happened.” There’s a hard ball of pain in my chest that grows with each word as my voice gets louder and more desperate as the real reason I can’t do this again breaks free. “You didn’t believe me! You didn’t fucking choose me! You…you left me ALONE!” The pain in my chest doubles me over so I wrap my arms around my stomach and hold on as tight as I can trying to keep my pieces together. Just as my knees give out strong arms wrap around me and carry me over to the weight bench. Tate holds me in his lap as hands stroke my back and hair. I sit there feeling so empty that I can’t even cry. My voice is flat and emotionless as I keep my eyes on the wall across the room. “You left me alone. Four years and not one of you came. Not after it happened or all the time since. Why should I believe that you want me? All your words mean nothing because you didn’t come when I needed you. You left me alone.” Jude hits his knees in front of me but I keep my eyes away from him. I don’t want to look at his or any of their faces right now. “Baby doll, fuck, fuck. We thought we were doing the right thing.”