Twenty-Six

I said my goodbyes to Ace in the hospital, as hard as it was to part with him. My father was lurking outside my hospital door the minute I was discharged, there was no escaping this. If I disobeyed him and went with Ace, he would surely send guys after him and in his current condition, there was no way he could fend them off.

He would be killed. That blood would be on my hands.

I couldn’t live with myself if that happened. I’d rather go back to the life I’ve lived than drag him down with me. I was grown now; I could handle it and escape the first moment I got. Maybe now someone would believe me, but that was wishful thinking.

“You ready to go?” my father asked.

“I need to grab my things from the house first.”

He shook his head. “I’m not giving you the chance to escape.”

“You can wait outside; I just need to grab my clothes and personal belongings.”

He grumbled but finally agreed and drove me back to the frat house. I was trying to think of ways to get myself out of this, but for right