The Hidden Rose(Book One In The Rose Pedal Series) /✔

Chapter Fifty

i walked in the door, Noah and Luke trailing after me. i found both of my parents looking at us expectantly. i looked at Luke and Noah and they both wore expressionless faces.

"dad, can i talk to you?" i asked, icily. he glanced at my mom before standing up, confused. i stepped outside and he followed. Brandon stood in the garage by my bike. i walked into the garage and my dad looked him up and down.

"what is it?" he asked, turning to me.

"this is my brother." i said dryly. "and your son."

my dad's eyes widened and he turned to look at Brandon, who was looking uncomfortable.

"that's not possible. i didn't-" he stopped, looking Brandon up and down with more caution now.

"we already got a blood test done. we both have your blood running in us. just different moms." i narrowed my eyes as different expressions flashed across his face. confusion, shock, and several others.

"when?" he whispered.

"you hooked up with my mom in a bar one night before your wife was pregnant with Ashlyn. I'm a year older than her."

my dad looked taken back and he stumbled, pressing his hand to his forehead.

"we get that you were drunk to the point you don't remember, but either you tell mom, or we will." i said. a pained expression crossed his face and i could see very clearly he was regretting going to that club for his friends birthday.

he nodded, and slowly stepped towards the house. he took one more step before turning and walking to the porch. we followed him and he stepped into the house and sat on the couch. my mom took one look at him and saw the fear, pain, shock and regret written on his face.

"what is it?" she asked, putting her palm on his hand. he looked her in the eye.

"I'm sorry. i didn't know." he whispered. my heart was ripping out of my chest as i watched my dad prepare his funeral, but it had to come out.

"didn't know what?" my mom pressed.

"this is Brandon, my-" he gestured to Brandon and then swallowed before continuing. "my son." he choked out.

my mom gasped and sat back, away from him, repulsed.

"you, cheated?" she whispered dangerously. i got my dangerous tone of voice and sarcasm from her. she narrowed her eyes at him, hurt and shock in her eyes.

"no-yes, i don't know. they say that it happened when i was drunk to the point i couldn't remember anything, but i don't remember it, obviously."

my mom turned to me and Brandon. she glared daggers at him and her eyes softened slightly when they came to me. 

"he didn't even know he cheated, and he didn't know i existed, let alone was his son." Brandon cut in.

"but you still cheated." mom said, turning her glare to dad. "what's the age difference between the two of you?" she asked us without turning her head.

"Brandon's older than me by a year." i said quietly. she nodded slowly.

"since you didn't know, i will let it go. but don't think i won't forget. if something like this happens again, i won't hesitate to divorce you. and if you dare open your mouth about Rose, or the warehouse, i will slit your throat. do you understand?" she said coldly, glaring at him.

there was a knock at the door and Noah opened it. i heard a female gasp and i turned to see a bleach blond slut who was wearing a crop top that exposed the under sides of her breasts and the top of them from the low cut. the skirt she wore let me see the color of underwear she was wearing and her heels looked killer. i would have passed out from the pain of those babies a long time ago. ouch.

she looked around the room and her eyes lit up when she saw my dad.

no. it couldn't be. no, he couldn't have. NO!

my dad gulped and turned to my mom, who was glaring at him furious. my heart sunk as i realized, that he did know, he had known the entire eighteen years Brandon was on this planet. he had done it repeatedly and that was why he was always so tired when he got home from work.

my mom stood up and towered over my dad. and let me say, she was pissed. she let her hand fly as she backhanded my dad. hard. blood dripped from a cut in his lip and i cringed.

"get the fuck out." she snarled through her teeth. "don't come back for any reason. i never want to see your face again and if you speak a word of Rose i will kill you slowly in the dark room. i will be having men follow you and listen. remember that."

he scrambled up from his spot on the couch and my mom stormed into the hallway. she gripped all the pictures of them both on their wedding day and on dates. the ones with me in them, she kept, but only because i was in them. she took them into the yard and smashed them down into the grass. she poured lighter fluid onto them and lit a match, tossing it onto the pile. she watched it burn before going back inside and coming out with her wedding dress. she tossed it in and watched the white frills turn black and shrivel up as the flames consumed it. my dad and his mistress stood on the sidewalk, watching in awe and horror as she smashed down everything my dad had ever valued into the burning heap. my dad's computer, his clothes, everything.

she burned all of his things and then she started to burn the furniture. she burned everything he had touched that was for both of them. basically, the kitchen plates and bowls, the furniture, their bed and comforter, his office desk, and then eventually, she stood there, staring into the fiery heap as the furniture and clothing burned to ashes.

she swiveled her head to look at my dad and he snapped out of watching and ran to his mistress's car. as much as i loved my dad, i think i hate him now. what kind of man cheats on his wife?

the bastard.

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