Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate Chapter 116

Briar

When Carter pulled into his driveway I didn’t even let the truck come to a full stop. I couldn’t stand being so close to him as my heart continued to tear as I remembered each perfectly placed promise, every touch and it just made the taste of betrayal on my tongue turn to outright acid. I grabbed my key and opened the door.

When I walked in and turned immediately up the stairs Rosie and Tucker perked up following me as Carter trailed into the house.

“Briar! We need to talk!”

“I have nothing to say to you,” I said, moving up the steps. “And I most certainly don’t want to hear the bullshit you have to spew.” I added with vehemence.

“What are you doing?” he asked, charging up the stairs after me.

“Getting my shit and going back to my place.”

“It’s not safe Brair!”

“If you actually cared you would have thought about what this would do to us.”

“I did Briar, I was going to tell you, so many times I almost did but when Clyde ran into you…I knew we were on borrowed time.”

She huffed. “So you know you would be getting caught and that was the only reason you intended to tell me anything. Got it! Too late Carter,” i said pulling out my duffle bags.

“Baby! Please slow down! Let me explain,” He pleaded as I knelt down and started pulling wads of clothes out of what had become ‘our’ dresser. Rosie sat beside me as she leaned into my side in support and she eyed Carter wearily. He went to step into the room only to be met with a glaring Tucker on the threshold, his tail flicked with warning. The cat stood his ground staring down his master. Even his pets were against him in this. That had me swallow down my resolve. There was an insurmountable ache that throbbed deep within me, but I swallowed it down as I zipped up another bag.

“Brair! Clyde has been in contact with Creedon, you can’t go back! I don’t trust he won’t let his people in. 

I shook her head exasperated. Another lie? Why would he grasp for straws?

“Give me one good reason why I should fucking trust you over anyone right now Carter!” I snapped as I threw one of his hoodies and hit him in the face with it. He batted it away just beyond the threshold of the room.

“Because you're the only thing that matters to me in this life, and if you walk out that door you will still be the most important person to me.”

“I can’t believe a word that comes out of your mouth. I don’t know what’s a lie or a truth anymore when it comes to you. I built myself up around those words that are now as good as dirt under my shoes. I can’t play games Sherrif, I’m not a fucking broken doll you can just stick back together. All the promises, confidence, and love was the glue that held me together and now it's all crumbling apart. I need to do it on my own.” I said brushing past him. I dropped my bags by the door and went into the kitchen to grab my charger. When I came back he had packed Ole Betty up in her case.

“I’m not taking anything from you.” I hissed, pushing open the door. 

“It already belongs to you, it's not mine anymore.” He insisted.

“My grandpa insisted it was for the woman I intended to be mine,” he pushed

“I’m not taking anything from you! I belong to nobody,” I spat as he followed me out and I started chucking my bags into my truck. He laid Ole Betty in the back and folded his arms over his chest. 

“It was yours the first time I gave it to you. If you won’t let me protect you, at least accept a means to protect yourself.” he insisted, stepping back.

Had he not stepped back I would have thrown it out but I wasn’t an idiot. I needed more than my fists if Creedon came to call.

I glared at him anyway and shook my head. “It was your grandfather’s,” I protested.

“It will be exactly where he intended it to be,” I insisted. I sighed but walked around the truck to the driver's door. I was done fighting with him. I slid in and turned the key in the ignition. The engine roared to life as I watched Carter stand there with his hand threaded through his blonde hair as I drove off, Rosie chasing after the truck as I wound down the drive, she stopped before I hit the pavement. I felt like my entire being was splitting apart at its barely mended seams. This was all his fault. I’d have to pull myself back together on my own.

When I reached the house I unlocked the door and turned the lights on. The house was as empty as I felt. As much as I needed to talk to someone I wanted to wallow in my heartache alone. I dumped my bags on the living room floor and went back for the gun. I took it out of the case, loaded it and set it by the door. I couldn’t think beyond that protection right now on the fact that he was most likely coming for me if Carter hadn’t lied about that he’d still be on his way soon enough. Running wasn’t an option. Eventually he would come and I’d die fighting him or I’d kill the motherfucker point blank. 

I let my back slide down the front door and pulled my knees up before I let myself sob. I had thought he loved me… I was so incredibly dumb.