but he was also a spoiled jerk a good portion of the time. His parents sucked, but he did have every materialistic thing he so desired. That got annoying.
But back then heâd been one of the best friends Iâd had, and I hadnât wanted to lose that. Not even over a girl. Neither had Gunner. Weâd been determined to stay close no matter what. Things sure had changed.
Willa hadnât been our first big fight. Serena had when we were in the eighth grade. Before we figured out Serena would make her way through the whole football team before sophomore year.
I wondered how well that would have worked out ifWilla had stayed. Would she have been our first big fight? Would we have lost our friendship over her? Because even though we were kids, we both loved her. That much I knew was true. She wasnât that girl now though. The darkness in her eyes said things in her life had changed. She was different. And I wanted to know why.
âBrady!â Maggieâs voice carried up the stairs leading to my room. I paused at the top step and turned to look down at her. Sheâd followed me.
âYeah?â
Maggie bit her bottom lip nervously, then sighed before speaking again. I waited.
âI see something in her eyes that I recognize. There is hurt there. The deep kind of pain that changes you. The girl you once knew probably isnât there now. Sheâs different. Something has happened to her. But she does watch you. She doesnât watch Gunner that way. She was in three of my classes today, and not one time did she pay attention to anyone the way she did you. Just . . .â She paused and gave me a sad smile. âBe careful with her.â
I wasnât sure how I liked my cousin warning me not to hurt someone. I wasnât that guy. âWhat do you think Iâm going to do to her?â The question came out annoyed because I was.
Maggieâs frown became pinched. âIvy Hollis. Last I checked you were dating her.â Then she turned herall-knowing, haughty ass around and walked away.
Well damn. I guess she was right. I couldnât get to know Willa and keep my weird relationship with Ivy. But I didnât want to hurt Ivy, either.
A car door slammed outside, and I glanced out the window to see West walking up the sidewalk. He didnât look happy, but then he never was after these counseling visits with his mother. The first thing he always did was run to Maggie. I had worried about him using her in the beginning, but she needed him just as much. They had both lived through pain Iâd never known. It bonded them. I loved them both, and I was thankful they had each other.
I didnât have that kind of loss in my life. The darkness haunting Willaâs eyes I didnât recognize. Could I ever be the shoulder she needed to lean on? If I didnât have my own demons to conquer how could I help her?
Ivy was easy. We understood each other. We were alike in many ways. A relationship with her was comfortable. She was sweet and dependable, if not also annoying at times. If I even mentioned I wanted something for lunch, the next day sheâd bring it. When I complained about my locker being a mess and not being able to find anything, she organized it for me after school as a surprise. She cared about me. A lot. I didnât have to work to make her happy. Even if I knew I didnât love her.
Was that what I wanted? Easy? Or did I want more?
Still One Big Happy Family
CHAPTER 7
GUNNER
Family dinner was a fucking joke. If Mom wanted me there, then she was going to be disappointed. Grandmother Lawton could equally kiss my ass. I didnât give a shit if a woman who I shared no blood with was in town. It was Rhett she always cared about seeing anyway, and he only came home from college during the Christmas holidays. Dinner with people who didnât care if I was breathing wasnât on my to-do list. I had other plans. Something Iâd been planning
Elizabeth Amelia Barrington