Broken kingdom

Chapter 65 Bianca

White-hot fury crashes through my veins as I storm up the pathway to my brother’s apartment. 

I’m so enraged, I’m shaking as I knock on his front door. 

Dylan answers it with a smile. “Hey, we got some pizza if you’re hun—”

I walk past her and into the living room where Jace, Sawyer, and Cole are all eating pizza and watching television. 

“Hey,” Jace says when he sees me. “Grab a slice—”

I snatch the glass out of his hand and throw it. 

Sawyer jumps when it shatters against the wall. 

“What the fuck is your problem?” Jace roars, standing up. 

“What the fuck is my problem?” I shove him as hard as I possibly can. “How about the fact that you didn’t tell me I was pregnant?” 

Sawyer and Dylan gasp while Cole looks down at the floor and mutters a curse. 

Sadness flashes in Jace’s eyes for a split second before his jaw hardens. “I was trying to protect you.”

God, I’m so sick and tired of everyone using that as an excuse. 

I had a right to know about Oakley. 

And the baby I lost. 

“Screw you,” I yell. “You had no—” 

“We didn’t want to tell you anything that would add to your pain,” Cole interjects. 

I turn my fury on him. “You knew about this?” 

Guilt flickers in his expression. “Jace told me at the hospital.”

“So let me get this straight, everyone knew about my baby except me?”

“I didn’t,” Sawyer whispers, her voice trembling. 

Pity illuminates Dylan’s face. “I didn’t either.” 

So just Cole then. No surprise there. 

Disgust rolls through me as I turn to Cole. “I forgot you’re nothing but a little bitch who follows Jace’s every command like he’s your goddamn Messiah.” Scowling, I rock back on my heels. “If you wanted a better relationship with me so bad, you should have started one with honesty.” 

I glare at Jace. “And you—I will never fucking forgive you for this.”

I expect Cole to lie—hell, he’s been doing it most of his life and we weren’t all that close before the accident. 

But Jace? We’ve always been honest with one another. No matter how painful it was.

Bringing my fist back, I punch him with every ounce of fury I feel, because I want him to hurt as much as I do. 

Bringing his shirt up, he wipes the blood trickling from his nose. “Dammit, Bianca. You were a mess after the accident. Finding out about Liam and Mom nearly broke you. You think I was go

“Yes.” I clutch my chest, feeling like a dam that’s about to give way at any moment. “That’s what you should have done.” 

 “I did the right thing.” The fact that he doesn’t look the least bit sorry about keeping this information from me only fills me with more bitterness. “I wanted you to have a fresh start.” 

What he wanted doesn’t matter. It wasn’t his decision to make. 

I might be his sister, but I’m not a little girl anymore. 

I’m a grown woman. 

A grown woman who deserved to know the truth. 

And the fact that he thought it was okay to keep something so big from me is…unforgivable. 

“You’re nothing to me anymore,” I teeter back, tears clouding my vision as I look at my brothers. “Fuck you both.” 

Jace takes a step forward, attempting to grab me when I try to leave, but Dylan wedges herself between us. “Leave her alone, Jace.” 

I startle when she wraps her arms around me. 

A moment later Sawyer joins us. 

“I’m so sorry,” Sawyer chokes out. 

I stand there motionless as they both attempt to console me like I’m liable to break at any second. 

And while I am fragile right now…I’m not fragile like glass. 

I'm fragile like a bomb. 

I almost feel myself cave when another wave of anguish flows through me, but because wrath is so much easier to give in to than the guttural sadness slicing through my soul, I push them both away. 

“Leave me alone.” 

I scan the room, making sure I look at everyone because I want them all to know I mean the next words out of my mouth with every fiber of my being. 

“Fuck this family. I’m done.”