Sweet Revenge part 1

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-32- Jaleena

Jaleena

Sometimes I still marvel at the naivety of the guys. How could they even forget that I can feel what they feel? I learned how to tune that out but I also learned how to focus on that and they are well aware of that. What they don’t realize, is that I already knew. From the moment I woke up and Roan coughed at the word straight, I knew. I initially thought they were an actual couple, but I watched them and since they never even looked at each other with heat in their eyes like they have when they look at me, I knew something different was going on. It didn’t take long to figure it out. It actually made sense. They’ve been alone with just the four of them for months, so it was bound to happen. Or that’s just my own dirty mind playing. I never went that long without sex, even if it was a quicky. Sex is sex and sometimes you just need the relief so you can let go for a while. What I also expected, is that Julian would be involved too but I’m not sure anymore. I don’t really care either. Okay, I admit, I would be upset if something would happen between one of them and Julian now, but that’s a bridge we’ll cross when we get there.

The thought about Cass and Roan together makes me horny as fuck so it’s time to find Gideon. Still chuckling, I walk back to the kitchen where I know I can find him. I meant what I said in the living room. I’m starving, so I hope he can make these little snacks that he made yesterday. I have no idea what ingredients he used, but I licked my fingers with it. Of course, there’s an ulterior motive behind it because I want to take his mind off the situation around his sister. It’s easy to forget that not everything revolves around my brother. His feelings are important too, I can’t be selfish and forget about how he feels about everything just because I'm hurting.

I lean against the doorway and watch him for a minute. He’s looking outside the kitchen window and I can see the pain written on his face. I don’t think he realizes I’m here and it gives me a chance to really look at him. Out of the three of them, he’s the funny guy. My go-to when I’m feeling down and I need time to laugh. Even though I know he can be serious, usually, he doesn’t share that side of him that much. Even though he’s clearly in pain, he’s still gorgeous to look at. His wavy blonde hair is pulled up in his signature man bun and his shirt hugs his muscular shoulders perfectly. I need his sense of style, I say to myself. Everything he wears fits in a way only looks good in. If I were more vain, I would be freaking jealous. I walk towards him and he jumps a little when I lean my hand against his lower back. He turns his head and places a kiss on the top of mine.

“Are you okay?” I ask him.

He smiles. “I’m fine, are you? That’s some heavy shit you learned today.”

“I don’t know?”

I didn’t mean for it to come out as a question but if I look deep down inside of me, I’m not sure how I feel about all of this. I never would’ve thought that I had a brother, let alone a brother that I didn’t even know existed until this morning. I also still don’t know how I feel about the fact that he’s not only my brother but he is Roans too. It’s just one big cluster fuck.

I walk over to him and slide my hand around his waist to lay my hand against his arm. It’s my favorite spot to rest against. He turns slightly and squeezes my waist so I’m pressed up against him and it gives me a fuzzy feeling. I can’t believe I have found the one man who understands me. Not only did I find Gideon, but also Roan and Cass. I’m still amazed by the fact that there is someone out there that genuinely likes me, loves me even. Sure, Marissa loved me, but I don’t even know if she is still alive. We never talk about the families they may have left behind when they died, except for Gideon’s family. I know his mother is still alive and I also know that his sister seems to be alive but we’re not sure yet. Even though Julian found so much information about Nina, we can’t be hundred percent sure about any of it. And I know it’s time to plan her escape but truthfully? I don’t want to right now. I don’t want to think about my brother, about him being Roans brother, or even about the revenge I plan on my father.

I lean back a little and tilt my head up. “Can we do something fun today?” I ask Gideon. The corner of his lip lifts a little and the mischief is clearly visible in his eyes. I knew he was the perfect person to talk to.

“What do you have in mind, Princess,” he asks.

I chuckle. “I want to scare Julian.”

He taps his chin with his forefinger and nods slightly. “I think I know how to do that,” he answers.

I grin when I see the look on his face and I know we’re going to be in trouble for this.

“I need to eat first though,” I tell him. “Can you make those little chicken snacks with the green stuff in them?”

“Watch it, babe,” he taunts. “Those are my mom’s specialty. I have to admit that I don’t even know what they’re called. She used to name them differently every time she made them. Chickens from Texas, or witches fingers from the Caribbean. One time she named them splashed grasshoppers.”

His gaze turns glassy and I know he thinks about his mother. I don’t react to him calling me babe because I secretly admire the way he tries to take my mind off of everything so I let him think about her for a minute before I grab his hand and pull him with me over to the kitchen counter.

“I’d like to try the splashed grasshopper, because I’m crazy like that,” I wink at him, trying to lighten the mood a bit.

Now is not the time to think about the heavy stuff. I want to have fun for just one day. It’s all I’m asking for now, because I’m so goddamn tired. My father is already alive for too long so he can wait another day.

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