I'm Still Here

Consequential Reveals

Susanna's POV

I took a couple shaky steps cursing Stephanie under my breath for all the tequila. Mad at Mama for coercing me into going out tonight. As soon as I stopped seeing double of everything I was gonna punch Kolby straight in the mouth for dropping me off at Brantley's. This was not the place I needed to be after what I found out tonight. The evil gleam that had been in Sadie's eyes wounded me more than anything. I knew I had turned out to be a shitty friend but still.

Stumbling over my drunken feet along with the heels I was wearing I fell forward knowing I was about to kiss the concrete. A long arm slipped around my waist pulling me up from certain doom. Green eyes narrowed down at me as I was turned to face him. The sober side of Susanna tried to convince the drunk side to hold her ground and not stare at the bare tattooed chest an inch from her nose. Well let's just say drunk Susanna was winning.

"You been drinking tonight?" Brantley asked me gruffly making my head snap up with a glare. So what the hell if I have. I received a warning growl for my glare. Yea well fuck him too. Right now everyone could kiss my ass because sure they all knew about those two doing the mattress mambo. Lord, I looked like a fool I am sure. Nothing was kept quiet in this small town. "I asked you a question Susanna Grace."

"Maybe I have," I purred stepping closer eliminating all space between us seeing him inhale deeply as I wrapped my arms around his neck teasing my nails along his shoulders. I shook my hair out of my face pushing up on my tiptoes again hovering my lips over his before sinking my teeth into Brantley's bottom lip. "We both know tequila makes me frisky and my clothes fall off. How about we take this upstairs?"

"No," Brantley murmured shaking his head slowly. I kept in the whimper of despair that wanted to slip out. Did he not know how much I missed him? How sorry I was for what I did? Being this close was driving me insane even as things were growing fuzzier. I tried again only to be gently pushed back making my eyes well with tears. "I can't Susanna."

"Of course you can't," I hissed putting both my hands in the middle of his chest shoving him back. "I'm not Sadie! Hell, I never could even compare to anyone else so let's just add her to the list! I fucked up okay! That what you want to hear?"

"Tonight is not the night for this," he sighed as I stalked around him pacing the garage not looking at him. I put my back to him bracing my hands on the table near his toolbox drumming my fingers on it willing the tears not to fall. "We are both pissed. You are drunk.."

"What that your plan all along?" I asked not even looking back. "To get with Sadie. Why you stepped up to help so much after Luke cheated on her in Mexico? After she found out she was pregnant and I wasn't here to help like I should?"

"Seriously Susanna Grace!" Brantley snapped as I idly stroked my fingers over the wrench in front of me. "Guess your next question will be if Bo is mine or not?"

"Well it did cross my mind!" I hissed back gripping the wrench so tight my knuckles turned white. "I mean you were glued to her side anytime you were home from what I heard."

"Unfuckingbelievable!" he roared kicking a stack of boxes near him. "There anything else you want to question! Because for the record Bo is Luke's. No doubt in anyone's mind on that! Next...."

"Was she better than me?" I snapped out knowing this was the tequila talking. But it was eating at me. I turned my head to see his reaction. What I saw was the widest, most evil shit eating grin I had ever seen the man wear in all the years I'd known him. And he could be a cocky son of a bitch when he wanted to. My temper fully snapped then as I raised my hand hurling the wrench in my hand with everything ounce of anger I was feeling behind it.