Loving the Bad Boy

17. Last thing I'll do

(Media picture of Kerren)

Brooklyn

Month 3

That day I found our Ryder wasn't Ryder. It hurt like a bullet to the heart. How could u have not seen the signs.

-When Tiger growled at him
-When he didn't say he loved me
-The way He kissed was different
-How he'd question everything I'd do

How could I be so blind.

I wanted to tell the others, but Tucker threatened my life and the boys. I couldn't have that.

What really burns is that never got to see Ryder, the real Ryder. In fact, I don't even know if he's alive or not. That thought makes my stomach want to fall out of it's place. Ryder. Dead. Those words just don't sit well with me.
Then Rain, I never got to find out anything about him. Tucker warned me not to let my curiosity get the best of me because it could be the death of me. So I said nothing, and it's been hella hard, it's slowly eating me alive.

Chris keeps asking, but I don't say a word. My father does the same and the temptation is so strong.

At first keeping the truth from them was like drinking a spoonful of water, now it's like someone's yelling at me "drink this gallon of water in two seconds or lose everything" and that doesn't help not one bit.

Here's a question. Have ever been threatened to keep something that could do so much to help someone else? I'm in that exact position right now.

Tucker

"You're stupid!" My father yelled.

"I told you this already. I don't know how she found out but she did." I say.

"You're a screw up."

"I did, what I could."

"And what did you do after!?"

"Can I object?" Ryder asked.

"Go ahead. My son's the biggest screw up who worked for me."

"Okay. You want my kids, but, you can't get them." Ryder explains.

"And how do you know this."

"If Brook was to go to the ends of the earth in only to help me. She'd go to the ends of the universe for my kids. Your plan is thoughtless." He laughs.

"Then you're gonna help us fix it." I say.

"Over my dead body."

"That can be arranged."

"Seriously, Reminany! Change his damn face! Its so hard for me to be mad at me!" Ryder yelled.

"Sorry, but Tucker's going back into the field." My father laughs.

"You literally just called me a screw up. So do you want me to screw up again?"

"No." He said strong. "Because if you screw up again, I won't care if you're my son. With that face, it'll be easy to kill you." I gulp at his threat and left the room.

I was walking down the hall when Paris crossed my path. I grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall. "Ryder, What the hell!" She yells.

"Shut up."

"Why, wha-" I kiss her lips and she quickly pushed me away. "What the hell!" She yells whipping her lips. She slapped me clear across the face, and walked off.

What the hell did I just do?

London

Rain moves his lips from mine and to my neck. As his lips grazed my neck and he nipped my ear lobe, there was a urgent knock on my door.

Rain gets from above me and puts his shirt back on. "Just great." I say quietly.

I zipped my leather jacket as I open the door. Paris stood as if someone shot her from behind. "Ryder, isn't he Ryder. He kissed me."

***

"He kissed you. On the lips?" Rain ask.

"Yes, as if we were dating. I don't know who the guy is but he's not Ryder." She explains.

"Was it tonuge?" I ask.

"Yes! I'm his sister, he's not Ryder, and I don't think it's been Ryder ever since we went to go visit Brooklyn." She got off my bed and started biting her knuckles.

"What if that guy is the one who impregnated Brooklyn, not Ryder." Paris suggests.

Brooklyn

"There's something wrong with you, why can't you just say anything?" Chris asks.

"Nothings wrong." I say calmly.

"There's something wrong, why can't you just tell me?"

"Because they're isn't anything wrong! Bring in Tiger." I demand.

He walks outside and comes back in with Tiger on a leash. Tiger ran over to me and licked my face playfully. "I love you too, Tiger." I kiss his head and try no the tv.

"Now can tell me?" Chris begs.

"There's nothing to say." I tell him honestly... lying.

"What if you tell, Mr.Bear?" He asks.

"He has a microphone built into him."

"How do you?" He asks.

"Because I made him." I glare.

"Then don't turn on the recorder." He says.

"Then you'll ease drop."

"For the life of me just talk to the fucking dog!?" He went upstairs and slammed the door.

Maybe I ant get in trouble for telling a dog. "Listen, Tiger. This has been eating at me." I say quietly. "Ryder isn't Ryder, and Rain isn't Rain. I'm going to kill them all, if it's the last thing I do."