I watch as he flinches, I don't mean it to hurt him, I'm just telling him the truth.
"My cell ringing woke me up," I tell Hudson, my eyes looking into his, "I had to go, I didn't want to wake you. You looked so peaceful. I thought it would be better to just leave without saying goodbye." More so for me because that one night meant so much more for me than I had ever anticipated.
Looking back at Jagger I see he's waiting patiently for me to continue, "So Sarah and I met up and we headed back to Oakland, we went to our homes and packed up our cars before meeting one last time, she told me she was going back to find you, to talk to you. Tell you where she was headed, and you could hit her up if you were in the area."
/> "She didn't though," his voice hoarse as he blinks, almost as if he's trying to make sense of what happened.
I shake my head, "That was Sarah's second mistake. She arrived outside your house only to see you and Carina making out, so she drove and she continued until she got the hell out of Cali."
I can't believe I'm telling him this. He should know this. What if he doesn’t? It would change everything.
Nine
Hudson
"Fuck." Jagger's words are guttural, he fucked up, and he knows it. What the fuck was he doing making out with that bitch mere hours after being with Sarah?
"Sarah found out she was pregnant when she was about eight or nine weeks. She contemplated whether or not she was going to keep it." Mia's voice is soft and willowy, and her hand is gripped tight in mine, I thought she'd ignore it when I reached over and touched her thigh, she shocked me by taking my hand into hers, she's held on tightly ever since. The woman is making my head spin, I want her and I shouldn't but fuck, she's mine, and I'm not going to stop until she's in my bed. Permanently. She was mine before our parents got married. I don’t care if we’re family now.
"What?" Jagger shouts and both Mia and Lacey jump.
Before I'm able to reprimand him, Mia stands up, her hand pulling away from mine and she leans over the table. Her finger pointing in his face. "Don't you dare. Don't even think about making it about that. She had no one, Jagger. Sarah lives alone, she's in a new fucking city and has no friends, the man who got her pregnant didn't give a fuck about her and not even six hours after her leaving his bed he's making out with someone else. Don't you dare sit there and get mad that she contemplated an abortion."
He nods, his eyes so full of pain. I've never seen him look so defeated. He’s kicking himself for letting her get away.
"She decided that she couldn't do it, that she'd be a single mom and fuck she's amazing. I'm in awe of her. Allie has the best mom in the world." Tears fall from her eyes as she sits back down. "Sarah loves her more than anything. You can’t blame her for thinking through all her options."
"You're right. I'm not angry. I'm actually really proud of how she managed to think things out. I would have understood had she had an abortion." He tells her and I don't believe him. He'd be a fucker, he'd do everything in his power to destroy her for killing his kid. How do I know this? Jagger and I are the same, and if a woman did that to my child, I'd make her suffer.
"She contemplated telling you, she wanted you to know, but she didn't want to make things between you and Carina difficult." Yeah, she doesn't like that bitch either. "She'd landed her dream job even though she was pregnant, she thought you deserved to know the truth, so she did the one thing she promised herself she'd never do. She returned to Cali, back to Synergy. You were with Carina. She said you looked happy and she couldn't bring herself to tell you then and there, so she called you, left a message asking you to call her back. That was her third mistake."
Jagger frowns, "I never got a call, hell I never got a message. I would have called her back!"
Mia shrugs, "Well Sarah got a call back. Not from you, but she did get a call back telling her that you didn't want the baby and to leave you alone and to never contact you again. Sarah never mentioned her pregnancy on the voice message she left." She swallows harshly, "Her fourth mistake was listening to me. I told her to send you the email. I didn't think you'd be a heartless bastard and ignore it." She shakes her head looking at him in disgust.
I reach for her hand, and she instantly looks at me, "Who called her Mia?"
More tears fall, her eyelashes are wet, "Carina." She confesses, and the mood around the table immediately shifts. That bitch is dead. I don't give a shit, she's fucked, and I'm going to make sure she has a painful fucking death.
"Why?" Jagger's voice cracks and my best friend, the man who doesn't bat a fucking eyelid as he guts someone, chokes up. "Why would she do this, how the fuck did she do this?" He asks as he finally manages to compose himself.
"She must have seen Sarah at Synergy when she was pregnant and intercepted the message," Lacey speaks up as the little redhead reaches for the bottle of champagne and pours us all glasses. "Question that I have is why haven't you replied to Sarah?"
I take a glass from her and own up. "That would be down to me. See, Jag and I have a penchant for being hotheads, and I told him not to. He needed to think before he acted, he thought that Sarah had kept Allie away from him and he was mad as hell."
"Typical man," Mia mutters as she brings her glass to her lips.
"So what are you going to do now that you know the truth?" Lacey asks.
"I'm going to spend my life making it up to both Sarah and Allie." Jagger instantly replies, not even thinking about it.
"Who said that Sarah wants you?" Mia raises her eyebrow at him, and she's a pitbull when she needs to be. Fuck, I'd hate to be on the wrong side of her.
Jagger smirks, and I know that he loves a challenge. He's not going to stop until he has Sarah just as I won't until I have Mia. "Where is she?" he asks, and both girls sit back in their chairs and don't say a word. "Mia, Lacey, please." He pleads with them.
Mia shakes her head. "Look, I've told you everything that's happened. There's one person who you owe an apology to. She gave you a way of contacting her. You're just being an ass now, demanding we tell you where she is. I'm never going to tell you so why don't you pick up that fancy ass phone of yours and email her back?" Her smile is triumphant as she takes another sip of champagne.
"Right, thanks. I'm going. I'll call you tomorrow." He says, getting to his feet.