Game of the Stepbrothers: Billionaire Stepbrothers Romance (2 Wicked Stepbrothers, 1 Innocent Girl Book 4) by Stephanie Brother Read Free Book Online Page A
Authors: Stephanie Brother
I have to know. I need to be sure this time around, need to know we can all make it out okay.
Blane hesitates, gently stroking my fingers as he pulls me in a tighter embrace. I let him wait, because I know he will tell me on his own time.
Finally, several long minutes later, he begins to talk.
"He jumped ... He didn't want anyone to have you if he couldn't, and I think he was tired of fighting," he explains tiredly, rubbing his eyes with his strong hand.
"Is he ...?" I begin, my voice breaking in the middle of the question.
I have to know, yet I am so fucking frightened.
I don't want to hear Aiden is gone, because that would mean I'm all Blane has left.
But I don't want to know that he's okay, either ... Because I know I'll keep living my life in fear, which, if you think about it, is not living at all.
He implores me with his gaze, searching for answers even though I'm the one who asked the question. Finally, when I'm starting to think he won't tell me, he responds.
"He's gone ... I identified ... his body, what was left of it. He landed on the rocks. They shattered him into pieces."
His voice is thick with pain and sorrow, after everything that Aiden did to us. After every terrible fight, those sleepless nights when I woke up screaming, thinking he had come for me. The days of torture, the scar he carved into me.
And yet, I know we both mourn him.
Aiden was my best friend, my confidant, my light. Until the light went off in his soul and he let the darkness take him. I wish I could tell him the darkness came for me, too. It tried claiming me several times, but I resisted.
I guess I was always stronger than Aiden could ever be.
"There was a service when you slept. They scattered his and Marissa's ashes on the island," he explains softly and I cuddle into his arms.
I hope Aiden and Marissa finally find peace on the beautiful, mysterious island which was the home of my nightmares, but also the place where they all came to a stop.
Slowly, I move Blane's hands from my collarbone to my belly. I let him stroke it distractedly before turning to face him. I have some big news to share.
I was nervous about this, and not because of Blane's reaction - I knew he would be thrilled. I was more afraid of the way I would react, knowing I was not prepared for this new life growing in inside of me.
But something happened deep inside of me in that house on the island, realizing I was carrying my love's child. I realized I would fight for this baby, fight anyone and everyone. He became the reason I survived, the reason to breathe and take whatever life threw at me.
Blane's eyes look at me in wonder and my face breaks into a hesitant smile.
"We won't be so alone," I say softly. "We'll have some company ..."
His pupils widen at the news and I feel him freeze in the bed next to me.
"You ...?" he begins, imploring me to answer with his eyes, desperate for me to give him the first piece of good news in a long while.
Slowly, I start to nod.
And right there, in the hospital room, I feel the darkness retreat.
It snarls and writhes as it leaks away, and the sun shines into the room with full force until there's not even a single shadow left. And I know while the darkness may have claimed Aiden ...
I am safe now.
Epilogue
3 years later
"Mommy, mommy, wake up!"
I open my eyes slowly, waiting for them to adjust to the sunlight. But before I can do that, someone starts jumping up and down on me, forcing a laugh out of my body.
"Why don't you go bother Daddy?" I ask jokingly, and the little girl on top of me hugs me tightly before she answers. I tuck her in beside me, stroking her perfect silky blonde hair, thankful, like every day, that I'm now woken up by her laughter instead of the nightmares that used to plague me in the past.
"Daddy said you need to come downstairs," my little angel says with a pout, and I laugh as I scoop her up in my arms, getting out of bed. I carry her downstairs as she chatters incessantly about her
Blane hesitates, gently stroking my fingers as he pulls me in a tighter embrace. I let him wait, because I know he will tell me on his own time.
Finally, several long minutes later, he begins to talk.
"He jumped ... He didn't want anyone to have you if he couldn't, and I think he was tired of fighting," he explains tiredly, rubbing his eyes with his strong hand.
"Is he ...?" I begin, my voice breaking in the middle of the question.
I have to know, yet I am so fucking frightened.
I don't want to hear Aiden is gone, because that would mean I'm all Blane has left.
But I don't want to know that he's okay, either ... Because I know I'll keep living my life in fear, which, if you think about it, is not living at all.
He implores me with his gaze, searching for answers even though I'm the one who asked the question. Finally, when I'm starting to think he won't tell me, he responds.
"He's gone ... I identified ... his body, what was left of it. He landed on the rocks. They shattered him into pieces."
His voice is thick with pain and sorrow, after everything that Aiden did to us. After every terrible fight, those sleepless nights when I woke up screaming, thinking he had come for me. The days of torture, the scar he carved into me.
And yet, I know we both mourn him.
Aiden was my best friend, my confidant, my light. Until the light went off in his soul and he let the darkness take him. I wish I could tell him the darkness came for me, too. It tried claiming me several times, but I resisted.
I guess I was always stronger than Aiden could ever be.
"There was a service when you slept. They scattered his and Marissa's ashes on the island," he explains softly and I cuddle into his arms.
I hope Aiden and Marissa finally find peace on the beautiful, mysterious island which was the home of my nightmares, but also the place where they all came to a stop.
Slowly, I move Blane's hands from my collarbone to my belly. I let him stroke it distractedly before turning to face him. I have some big news to share.
I was nervous about this, and not because of Blane's reaction - I knew he would be thrilled. I was more afraid of the way I would react, knowing I was not prepared for this new life growing in inside of me.
But something happened deep inside of me in that house on the island, realizing I was carrying my love's child. I realized I would fight for this baby, fight anyone and everyone. He became the reason I survived, the reason to breathe and take whatever life threw at me.
Blane's eyes look at me in wonder and my face breaks into a hesitant smile.
"We won't be so alone," I say softly. "We'll have some company ..."
His pupils widen at the news and I feel him freeze in the bed next to me.
"You ...?" he begins, imploring me to answer with his eyes, desperate for me to give him the first piece of good news in a long while.
Slowly, I start to nod.
And right there, in the hospital room, I feel the darkness retreat.
It snarls and writhes as it leaks away, and the sun shines into the room with full force until there's not even a single shadow left. And I know while the darkness may have claimed Aiden ...
I am safe now.
Epilogue
3 years later
"Mommy, mommy, wake up!"
I open my eyes slowly, waiting for them to adjust to the sunlight. But before I can do that, someone starts jumping up and down on me, forcing a laugh out of my body.
"Why don't you go bother Daddy?" I ask jokingly, and the little girl on top of me hugs me tightly before she answers. I tuck her in beside me, stroking her perfect silky blonde hair, thankful, like every day, that I'm now woken up by her laughter instead of the nightmares that used to plague me in the past.
"Daddy said you need to come downstairs," my little angel says with a pout, and I laugh as I scoop her up in my arms, getting out of bed. I carry her downstairs as she chatters incessantly about her
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