Fighting for Love (Boston Love 2)

“Do not raise your voice to me, young lady.”

Shaking my head, I attempted to keep myself calm. Every inch of my body was shaking in anger. I felt sick to my stomach.

“I cannot believe you. I’ll never forgive you for this, Dad. Never.”

“Rory, I’m only—”

“And I’m going to win his love back if I have to keep trying till the day I die, and there is nothing you can do about it.”

“I forbid you to see him, Rory Ann Adams.”

I laughed. “I’m not a child. I’m twenty-six years old, and I neither need nor desire your direction in my life.”

“You are my daughter, and I have every right to be a part of your life.”

“No more, Dad. I never in my life thought I would say this to you, but I hate you. I hate you for doing this to me and to Finn. I will never…ever…forgive you for this.”

“Rory.”

“Goodbye, Dad.”

Hitting End, I looked at Autumn. “He lied and told Finn I agreed the best thing to do would be to end things with him. No wonder Finn was so angry.”

She covered her mouth with her hands. “That bastard!” she gasped.

“He lied. How could my own father do this to me?”

My body was numb.

I did the only thing I knew to do. I threw my phone against the tile floor and screamed, “I hate him so much!”

My knees shook and I felt my entire body give out.

Autumn was by my side, holding on to me tightly as I cried hysterically. “I’ve lost the fight. Oh God, Autumn! I’ve lost him forever.”

“You have not, Rory Adams. You’ve lost one round, but you’re going to win the battle, I swear to you.”

After I had no tears left to shed, I stood and walked to the window. The gray sky parted and the sun shined through the clouds. It was as if all the crying had totally cleared my head. I wasn’t giving up on Finn. No matter how angry he was at me, or how much he pushed me away. I. Was. Not. Giving. Up. What we had was worth fighting for. A future that we both dreamed of, and a love so amazing that now, finally, it had showed me the light.

“I’m not giving up. I’ll never stop trying to win him back.”

Autumn appeared at my side and wrapped her arms around me. “That’s the Rory I know.”

Chapter 48

Finn

Lost hope

Hitting End, I tossed the new phone Angie had brought over onto the sofa.

“Well, at least you didn’t break this one,” Angie said with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes and headed to the kitchen. My head was fucking pounding from all the alcohol I drank last night.

Opening the refrigerator, I grabbed a bottle of water. “I don’t need a babysitter, Angie.”

She grinned. “I know you don’t. What did she say?”