Page 46 of Rage’s Rose

“I’m living on the land my dad gave me and Finn came and installed security all around the property. Reid and I are going to be fine.”

“You don’t know that. This person keeps messaging you from different numbers, you don’t even know who it is. It could be one of your fucking psycho exes. Didn’t you tell me you ran into Travis at a club and you didn’t even know he was living here. This is serious Rose. Especially if this is Travis.”

“Can you please just go get Reid from Rage? You can tell him that he can come in here too and we can talk, but I’d prefer you bring me the baby and not him. So please just do this and understand that I’ve got everything under control.”

She shakes her head, “I’ll go get them. I’m telling you right now though, you need to fucking talk to someone and if you won’t I will.

Abby

I walk out of the room and head towards the room that Rage is in. Before I get there a hand comes out and grabs my arm pulling me down a different hallway. I am pulled to a powerful chest. Then I feel a rough beard along the side of my face and I shudder.

“Where have you been, baby? I’ve missed you.”

I scoff and I try to pull out of his arms, but he holds me tighter.

“You need to let me go, I’ve got to get Rage for Rose. I don’t have time for whatever game you are playing right now. If you are in need of a warm body, go find the mother of your children. She’s who you want anyway.”

He squeezes tighter on my waist.

“You know that isn’t fucking true. Shit with her is just complicated. I know you’re bothered by the amount of time I spend with her, but I swear I haven’t touched that bitch since she got pregnant with Malia.”

“Well, that’s not what she tells me. It doesn’t matter anyway. I’m not going to stand in the way of another family and be called a homewrecker when I wasn’t even aware there was a home to break. You lied to me.”

“Can I just talk to you and explain?”

“No. Even if I wanted to, I can’t right now. I’ve got important shit to do and it isn’t dealing with your baby mama drama.”

He finally releases me and I walk away without looking back. I don’t have time for all of this. Something is going on with Rose. Something fucking terrifying and if she isn’t going to do something about it, I’m going to.

When I get to the room that Rage is in I turn and look down the hallway and see Wrecker’s 6’ 4” frame leaning against the wall a little ways away. I roll my eyes. It’s like you can’t get the biker to spend time with you when you want him to, but the second you say adios the assholes won’t leave you alone. I ignore him and the fucking burning stare I feel on my back as I go into the room.

Rage looks up as I enter and he has tears in his eyes.

“Hey. Um. Are you coming to take him back to Rose?”

“Yeah, I am, but she said that she wants to talk to you too. I think it is probably to talk about his name and everything else. Just don’t push her. She’s a little upset with how everything has gone down and honestly,” I take a deep breath and look behind me to make sure there is no one else standing by the door, “she’s got some other shit going on that has me worried.”

Rage looks concerned, but he doesn’t get up from where he is sitting.

“Tell me.”

“I don’t want you to go all alpha male and storm into her room. That is only going to make it worse. So if I tell you, you have to promise me you’re not going to lose your shit. Remember, there is a baby in the room.”

“Fine, I promise. Now tell me what the fuck is going on.”

“I’m going to tell you, chill. But I also am going to have to tell you some truths about Rose that she hasn’t told anyone here. She’ll probably kill me for telling you, but I think it will all help with understanding just how crazy this whole thing is.”

“Okay, don’t leave me hanging here Abby. Just tell me.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

Rage

“How much do you know about Rose? Like did she share anything with you?”

“No. I mean not much we really didn’t talk about our pasts. That was probably my fault.”

“Okay well I’m going to give you a crash course in Rose. If you have questions about shit, you can ask her. I’m going to tell you this because she claims she has it handled, but I don’t think she does. Rose has a stalker. Like some crazy cracked out stalker. It’s weird because I thought only famous people got stalkers, but apparently Rose fits this psycho’s bill. He’s been watching her for I don’t know how long, sending her crazy messages. Saying that she needs to stop seeing you. Other things like that.”