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[Chapter Forty-One] Where To Start?

Chapter Forty-One – Where To Start?
Bailey's Pov

I sat in front of Drew and we held eye contact but neither of us said anything. There was a time when we could sit there for hours and we would just know what the other had to say, we knew what each other were feeling and we knew what each other was going through and then nothing.

Maybe the silence spoke volumes and I was just missing what it was saying but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't figure out what it could be.

What should I say to him?

What did he even think of me?

Julian held a lot of hostility to him and I'm sure there's a reason why, he called him and I would like to know what he had to say about me but I don't think either one of them will tell me.

"How are you Bailey?" he asked and I snorted and rolled my eyes

"Just peachy." I said sarcastically and he sighed in frustration.

"I'm trying, I'm here aren't I?" he asked me

"Now, you're here now." I said through clenched teeth. I wasn't going to fucking bow down to him because he decided he felt like caring now.

"Do you know what I'm missing for this, for you!" he asked irritated

"Oh I'm sure you're missing so fucking much in your perfect little life so why don't you go back to it and do what you're good at; disappearing and turning your back on your family." I stood up angrily

"I'm trying but you're a selfish bitch!" he snapped at me and stood up too as we both leaned over the table

"Watch your mouth." Julian warned

"It's fine." I didn't even look at him; I kept my glare locked with Drew

"It's okay pup, master said stand down." Drew spat out and Julian grabbed him and held him up against the wall, fear in his eyes.

"have some fucking respect jackass."

"Baby put him down." I rubbed my palm up his arm and he stepped back from Drew

"You're fucking lucky dick."

"Julian go take a walk, leave us alone." He looked at me

"Not happening." His eyes were hard

"I'll be fine I promise." I wrapped my arms around him and he sighed and calmed down a little bit.

"I don't like it when you see me angry." He mumbled against my neck and I held him tighter

"I know. I just need some time alone with him." I kissed him firmly and he kissed me back when Drew cleared his throat. I rolled my eyes under my eyelids and pulled back and gave him a small smile and encouraged him to go.

"I heard you're not screwing him yet." He said and I took a deep breath so I didn't slap the shit out of him

"No I'm not but he's been so nice to me maybe I can be very nice to him." I had absolutely no intentions of sleeping with him but Drew didn't know that.

"Slut." He hissed and I smirked

"I hear he's bond to keep a girl very satisfied." If it was one subject Drew hated the most it was me having sex before I was married. I knew that and he was pissing me off and I was bending it a little. These things were true, very true. Hell he's already satisfied me with barley touching me.

My face flamed at that and it angered him farther.

"I can't believe you, you used to be such a sweet person, what happened?" he asked

"I grew up Drew and realized that people don't actually give a fuck about you. You left and I meant absolutely nothing to you! You left me with them, you knew how they were and you left me and Lacey was the first person who ever really cared about me and she left me too." My voice broke and I hated that.

He didn't deserve that, he didn't deserve to see me hurting; he didn't deserve to see me upset. He had no right to intrude into my life now; he had no right to judge me!

"Who's Lacey?" he asked me and I whipped my head to look at him angry

"Don't you dare say her name! Don't you fucking dare ask me about her, you don't deserve to know about her."

"Is she the one who died?" he asked me and I slapped him, I reached my hand out and swung it so my hand made a satisfying sound against his face.

"Don't talk about her." I warned and he looked at me with wide eyes as he touched his face.

"What is your problem?" he asked

"You are my problem, you were dead to me the second you walked out of my life so go back to Spain and you can stay dead to me like mom and dad for the rest of my life. I don't want any of you here when I get out, when I get married, when I have kids. I don't want you near me because you make me sick."

"Bay." He whispered both shocked and hurt

"Don't call me that just fucking leave!" I yelled at him and he looked down and shook his head softly

"I'm sorry." He told me and I looked up willing the tears to just stay away when I saw his

"It changes nothing." I told him

"I don't think you're a slut, I shouldn't have called you that." He told me and I crossed my arms still refusing to look at him.

"No shit, I'm a virgin." I wanted to scream

"I know I shouldn't have said what I said at the hospital, I was scared Bay I know that we haven't talked in years but I couldn't lose you for real."

"You already did." I told him

"Bailey please." he grabbed my arm and I yanked it from his grip

"Don't touch me." I mumbled

"But he can?" he asked

"Yes. He's held me every night while I cried and supported me, he believed in me at my weakest and so he gets that right. He has every right to me, you don't." I knew I was hurting him and it killed me because he was my twin.

"I know but I'm trying now Bay, I'm trying and I just need you to let me." he tried to touch me and I backed away

"No." I was stubborn because he hurt me before and he's not going to stick by me and so why bother?

"Bay please." he sounded desperate and I shook my head

"I'm not letting you do this to me again." I looked up at him and he looked away this time

"I'm not going to walk away again. I'll try to get traded here when my contact is up, I'll do everything I can to get closer to home; I miss you." he grabbed my hand and I pulled it away again

"You should have thought about that, please leave." I turned my back to him he grabbed my face in his hands and made me look at him

"I miss you Bailey please just give me a chance. The last six years have been terrible but I messed up and I was too afraid of what you would think of me so I didn't call and I should have and I'm sorry. I screwed up and I blamed you and I shouldn't have."

"I can't do this right now." I tried pleading with him

"I want you to be able to call me when you need me. I know I can't be here physically but want us to be better." I sighed

"I don't know."

"I let a lot of things get to me when I left and when I got my contract. I started sleeping around a couple years ago." He admitted to me and I shook my head in anger

"And you had the nerve to call me a slut!" I yelled at him and he bit his lip

"I know. I'm sorry." He told me

"What, do you have a kid too?" I asked annoyed

"His names Micah; he's a year old now." He dropped that bomb on me and I couldn't help it, my jaw dropped and my eyes widened in complete shock.  

i know, they're kind of a mess right now but hell, do ya blame them.
Dun dun dun, he has a kid!