Letting Go (Mitchell Family #1)(42)
Author: Jennifer Foor

Oh Shit!

“It doesn’t matter. He wasn’t even from here or from school.” I admitted.

“Mysterious. Okay, we don’t have to talk about it.” He leaned in and kissed my cheek. “Can we talk about our future now? I was thinking we could get married this fall, here at the farm when the leaves change colors.”

I tried to be calm. To pretend I wasn’t upset that he didn’t seem to even care that I had been with someone else. Why wouldn’t he care? If I found out he was with someone, I would want to know every damn detail. I couldn’t help but wonder if he was hiding something himself and maybe that was why it was so easy for him to forgive and forget.

“Van. Earth to Van?”

“Sorry. A fall wedding? This fall? Don’t you want to finish school first?”

“We are both going to be twenty this fall. I figured it would be a fine time to get married. We can still finish school and do everything we always planned. I just want to hear you with the last name Mitchell when we graduate.”

I started coughing, gagging really. I did not expect that to come out of his mouth. “Ty, can we please talk about all of this tomorrow. I am exhausted and after being out in the rain, I feel like I am getting sick already.” I tried to weasel my way out of the conversation.

He shook his head. “Okay. Well, can I get a little ass before we go to sleep?” He asked in his normal conceited way.

“I don’t think that is a good idea. You just got out of the hospital.”

Ty stood up and worked hard to balance himself on his two legs. He slid into the wheelchair and started heading for his bedroom. “Nothing is going to stop me from sleeping with my girlfriend tonight.”

I couldn’t do this. I had just slept with Colt and there was no way in Hell I was going to be with Ty an hour later.

I followed him back to his room, but insisted that I wanted to take a hot shower. Thinking he would fall asleep while I took my time, I headed into the bathroom and started to undress. I could easily sneak out of the house and run back to Colt, but his family would find me and Ty would never forgive him. After our conversation and the fact that being with someone else didn’t even faze him, this was no longer about me. It was about Colt and Ty. Whatever decision I made, I needed to keep their relationship intact.

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, I heard the bathroom door opening. After a bunch of banging, I saw the curtain opening. Ty stood there looking at me. His main focus was from my chest to my crotch. “Why don’t you help me get out of these clothes so I can join you?”

Figuring that he had to use all of his strength to hold himself up, I helped him get undressed thinking he couldn’t possibly be able to want sex in this shower. I helped him inside and although the room was tight, we managed to be facing one another. “You are so beautiful Van. I thought I lost you that night. I can’t believe you are really here.” He said as he leaned in and kissed my lips. He pulled away when I didn’t kiss him back, but then he froze. His eyes were fixed on my chest. When I looked down I saw why. On the side of my right breast, there was a mark from where Colt had sucked. “What the f**k is that?” He asked while raising his voice.

I tried to play it off. “Brina pinched me tonight. She said I was being a wallflower.”

“For a second I thought it was a hickey. I was ready to beat some dudes ass.”

I was guilty of so many things and the lies were just building up. Why did I even come back to this house? I was so stupid.

I played it off and gave him a weird look like he was insane. Finally, he realized that we couldn’t be intimate in his weakened state. I helped him get washed, which I noticed he was enjoying way too much. Even as I washed him, I couldn’t help but look at every inch of his body. He had lost almost all of his muscle, in fact I heard him saying he lost thirty pounds. His chest was always broad, so he didn’t look too skinny even after the weight loss. Ty was a determined person and I knew he would gain back the weight and get right back to where he was before the accident.

With a little maneuvering, I managed to get him out of the bathroom and tucked into bed. It took us a good thirty minutes and once he realized my struggle, he gave up on trying to get into my pants. I pretended to be exhausted when he wrapped his arms around me. My back was facing him and he couldn’t see the tears falling down my eyes. He didn’t know that I was constantly thinking of Colt. I wanted to run to him, but I couldn’t. I was stuck in this situation and I knew that someone would get hurt no matter what direction I went.

When I woke up the next morning, Ty was still sleeping. Knowing that he would have a hangover, I snuck out of the room quietly. The house was empty, so I ventured outside to start picking up from the party. I noticed Harvey and Ty’s dad taking down the tents. They saw me and looked all around.

“Where did you come from?” Ty’s father asked.

“Inside the house. Ty is still sleeping.” I explained.

He turned and shook his head, then got back to taking down the tents. For the next half hour, I walked around with a trash bag, cleaning up beer cans and trash. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted someone coming up the lane. Colt had his head down, his still wet shirt was strung over one of his shoulders. I tried not to look, but I couldn’t help wonder what he was thinking. He had to be mad. There was no way around it. I left him lying in that combine while I ran back to his cousin’s bed. I had become a common whore.

Ty’s mother broke my stare. She got close enough that she didn’t have to yell, which was always a bad sign. “Funny how my nephew looks exactly like you did when you came in last night. I warned you about seeing him. I don’t know what kind of games you think you are playing, but it won’t be on my watch.”

Her threats couldn’t stop me from looking one more time at Colt. He nodded as he walked by, but his brows were creased and I knew immediately he was pissed.

I wanted to talk to him, to explain that I hadn’t changed my mind, but with his aunt watching my back, it was impossible. What made matters even worse was when Ty came hobbling out the door on a set of crutches, the same time Sam came running out of the carriage house and ran right to me.

He caught me off guard standing behind me, grabbing me into a hug. “Looks like you made a friend.” He said as he kissed the back of my neck.

“I didn’t expect you to get up so early. I tried not to wake you.” I explained.