Isaac, on the other hand, is one you don’t not listen too. He’s in the military and, though I see the love he has for Emilia, you can tell it’s really pissing him off. Emilia and Isaac have been together for a year now and through this time, I’ve kept myself in the background to keep my own feelings hidden.
Emilia is the type of woman who when she sees something she likes, she goes for it. Me on the other hand, nope, I’m shy and can barely say two words to a guy without jumbling my words. This is the reason I stay in the background. That and Emilia is my best friend, I couldn’t hurt her feelings by trying to get attention from the man she says she loves. I’m not one for confrontation.
“Emilia, I’m not gonna tell you again. I’m over the fuckin’ bullshit. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you; I’m not playing fuckin’ games with you. I’m done. I’m about to deploy for a minimum of twelve months and I don’t need the headache,” Isaac growls, raking a hand through his close-cropped hair.
“You can’t be serious; I’ve done nothing wrong. You know I’m only playing,” Emilia quips, batting her lashes in the way she does when she’s trying to get her way with him.
“The hell if you are. You call hitting on my brother okay? I don’t think so. If Whip didn’t come to me and tell me what he’d seen you do, I wouldn’t have known shit all about it. How many others have you done that shit with?”
If he only knew how many times Emilia has played her tricks on men she meets, flirting and such. The only good thing is she’s yet to allow any of those men to screw her. I’ve caught her making out with one or two of them and when I threatened to tell Isaac about it, she’s cried, begged, and pleaded with me not to.
Of course, with her being my best friend and the only family I have, I agree to keep it a secret.
“Isaac, baby, you know what I do is harmless. I don’t want anyone but you,” she coos, and I have to turn away.
This is the same thing she’s done every time she gets in trouble with him. And this is my cue to leave the room.
“Don’t care if it’s harmless or not woman, you do anymore of your crazy ass bullshit again, we’re through. Actually, let me go ahead and make it better for the both of us, because we know you can’t do as you’re told. And I’m leaving, I don’t know if I can trust you to keep your pussy locked tight.” Those words stop me in my tracks. I should feel a sense of anger toward him for the way he’s speaking to Emilia but I don’t. She deserves what he’s saying.
“Please, baby, you can’t do that. I promise not to do anything while you’re gone. I swear it,” Emilia cries. I don’t know if those tears are fake or not but she’s definitely putting on a good show for him.
“Quit the crying, Emilia, it’s not going to work this time. I’m out of here,” he mutters. “Have a great life fuckin’ whoever the fuck you want.”
I lift my gaze from the floor at the harshness of his tone just in time for him to catch my eye on his way out the door. It’s the same look I always get from him. Blank. Nothing, no emotion. I’m invisible to him. I always have been. The only reason he knows I exist is because of Emilia.
Shaking my head, I blink back the tears. I can’t believe how much has changed since that day. For a while after that she’d gone on a rampage, and then when she found out she’d been pregnant, she changed. During the three years of Lincoln’s life, I thought everything had been going great for her. She seemed to love her son. I don’t know what set her off. She’d lost it and in doing so I stepped in to protect Isaac’s son.
And here, in a few short days, I’ll be on Isaac’s doorstep with Lincoln. I hope he will listen to me this time.
See, I’ve known where he is this entire time. I remember him telling Emilia about his family, the men he called his brothers back in Virginia. I couldn’t forget anything that has to do with Isaac’s life because it was a part of who he is. So to find him, I’d done my research and found where the clubhouse is located. I could simply go there but I didn’t want to have this confrontation in front of a bunch of people. With the town’s name, I searched up, hoping with luck I would find an address with his name on it. I didn’t but I did find Whip’s. I knew if I showed up at Whip’s he might possibly help me find Isaac.
It’s just a matter of making the trip up there before something happens. I don’t know why but I get the sense Emilia might try to do something to get Lincoln back, and in the state I’ve seen her in, I don’t trust her.
God, I need to stop being so paranoid. She’s not going to do anything. Emilia isn’t some psycho.
My nerves are making me a mess right now. I want nothing more than to run in the other direction than to face a man I want for myself but never could. Isaac doesn’t even know I exist. I’m a shadow compared to the women who would try to get his attention. Even Emilia got his attention within seconds of her approaching him. She’d charmed
