Unforgettable (Haven Falls 4)

“What has gotten into you?” he demands.

“You seriously can’t figure that out on your own?” I snap. “Here, I’ll give you a little help? I just went and met my fucking mother. My. Birth. Mother. And all you two fucktards can do is yell at me because you don’t like the idea of me growing a pair of balls and making the decision on my own.”

“Wha-” Tully starts to cut in, but I don’t dare let her.

“Great fucking friends you two are. You know, if this situation was reversed, the first fucking thing I would have asked you is if you were alright. Fuck you both,” I growl before turning to Noah. “And for the record, Anton fucking Mathers was there.”

With that, I drop down into my car and speed off, this time grateful that Noah’s Camaro doesn’t show up, tailing me over the hill.

I fly around Haven Falls, unable to calm myself down until I stop at the beach and make my way under my favorite boardwalk. All I needed this afternoon was for Noah to wrap his arms around me and let me know that it’s all going to be ok. I was going to tell him that Gina wasn’t as bad as we had all thought and explain how she was right to have given me up. She somehow managed to heal something inside me and I’m left feeling grateful for having met her. Hell, I was even going to give him the tiny little insight I had into Rivers life, but I don’t know anymore. All I want to do is sulk until the sun goes down and then lock myself in my bedroom until I’m forced to face the world again.

This sucks. I hate fighting with Noah. Usually, I’m the one who’s fucked up in some sort of way, but today; he can go to hell.

Tully though, I don’t think we’ve ever hated on each other like that. That was rough. I know she’s still angry with Noah about all the Anton stuff and I don’t doubt that anger helped to fuel this fight. She’ll come around. She just needs a little time to cool down.

We’ve all been struggling the last few days. It’s been hard and I feel like everything is happening all at the same time so a meltdown was overdue, I just figured it would come in the form of Noah punching a hole in the wall while me and Tully burst into tears. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect us to fight.

I feel as though our pack is at its lowest. We’ve always been so strong. No matter what we endured that was the one constant I could always rely on, but right now, I’m not so sure.

I drop down into the sand and dig my toes in, hating that a headache seems to be spreading wide throughout my skull.

First dad and now this. It’s too much. I feel like I need a few weeks away on a tropical island where I can leave all my troubles behind. Hell, if Noah’s lucky, I might even take him with me.

Time ticks by and I watch as the sun starts moving across the sky. It’s getting close to dinner time and I should probably head back over to Noah’s place to get Aria. She’ll want to go over to the hospital and have dinner with dad before going home tonight.

I let out a sigh and start making my way back to my car, shaking off the sand as I go.

Dad has been doing well, so I haven’t been too concerned with sitting in the hospital with him today. Besides, he got angry with me skipping school yesterday to be there. I can only imagine what he’d think about me spending the day in prison, though, that’s something he doesn’t need to know about.

The medication the doctor gave him seems to be working and he’s been doing well so fingers crossed, there won’t be any surgeries in his near future, just a lot of healthy eating and exercise to strengthen and make his heart a little happier.

I’m just about back at Noah and Tully’s place and am happy to report that I’ve mostly cooled down. As I drive towards their house, Tully’s Jeep comes into view, but Noah’s Camaro is nowhere to be seen. I roll my eyes. It’s such typical Noah fashion to take off when he’s pissed at the world.

A text comes through on my phone and I glance down to read it after pulling up to the curb, hoping it’s Noah telling me where the hell he is.

Tully – I’m sorry. You’re right. If anyone can handle themselves at a place like that, it would have been you. And yes, I was jealous. I’ve been desperate for answers on Rivers for years and then you come along and stumble upon them by accident. It’s frustrating. I shouldn’t have yelled at you, but missing him is turning me into a moody bitch.