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Pathetically Beautiful Chapter 68
Brax's POV---I punched Willow’s number into my phone for what felt like the millionth time, but it went straight to voicemail. My frustration mounted with every unsuccessful attempt. Where could she be? My mind raced through the possibilities, each thought darkening with dread. She could be in trouble or, worse, dealing with one of her stepfather's schemes. I couldn't sit back and wait for her to return my call."Damn it, Willow," I muttered under my breath as I dialled one of my father's men, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. The call connected, and a gravely voice responded on the other end, a mix of curiosity and concern in his tone."Hey, have you seen Willow?" I asked without preamble, my voice urgent."No, boss. Haven't seen her tonight. Should I be on the lookout?" the man replied."Yes, spread the word. If anyone sees her, let me know immediately," I instructed before hanging up.With a clenched jaw and tightened fists, I made several more calls to my father's men,
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Brax's POVI pulled up to my father's mason. The car's grinding halt felt final, almost as if it heralded some impending doom. The silence between Willow and me was stifling, filling the space with unspoken worries and uncharted fears. I felt bad for the way I had spoken to her; I just couldn’t help it. All I want to do is protect her, and I can't do that if she doesn’t let me in. I wanted to break the silence, to comfort Willow. But just as I opened my mouth, my phone buzzed.Glancing down, I saw Kasey's name flashing on the screen. I hesitated for a moment before answering. “What?” I said, the irritation clear in my voice."Heeey man, there's a party tonight," Kasey said, his voice infused with excitement. "Nat told me to give you a call to see if you and Willow want to come. It's just a high school party, nothing too crazy."I glanced over at Willow, who was staring blankly out of the window. "I'll talk to Willow and let you know," I replied, hanging up before turning to her."Will
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Willow's POV --- A murmur of voices drifted through the floorboards, rising from downstairs, interrupting the quiet sanctuary of Brax's room. My heart tightened in my chest. I knew they were talking about me. The walls seemed to vibrate with the intensity of the argument, and every sharp syllable amplified my anxiety. As the tension downstairs reached a fever pitch, I heard the unmistakable, steady steps of Brax ascending the stairs. His approach was a drumbeat in my ears. When he pushed open the door, he didn't look at me; his eyes were fixed straight ahead, like a soldier marching to a silent war. He stormed over to his wardrobe, yanking it open and rifling through his clothes with a controlled rage. “Brax?” My voice was tentative, like a child afraid of waking a sleeping giant. “Is everything okay?” “Everything's fine,” he snapped without turning around, his voice a tight coil of anger. “Come on. Let’s go.” I watched him, searching his tense back for cracks where his vulnera
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Brax's POV I leaned against the doorway, my eyes following Willow as she and Nat disappeared into the kitchen. The soft hum of party chatter filled the air, the familiar bubbling of laughter masking the undercurrents of tension that seemed inseparable from my life. My mind churned, grappling with looming worries and unresolved questions. Dillon nudged me, drawing my attention back to the present. I motioned for him to step closer, leaning in to speak over the ambient noise. “I need you to do me a favour,” I said, my voice low but firm. Dillon straightened up, his eyes sharpening with interest. “Of course, anything, man. What’s up?” I took a deep breath, steadying myself before I spoke again. “I need you to have a man on Willow at all times. Today, I found her talking with a cop, and I’m worried about her.” Shock flickered across Dillon’s face, swiftly replaced by an anxious frown. “Are you sure that’s a good idea, man? I don’t think she’ll like that.” “I just need to know she’s
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Willow pov The door abruptly swung open, and Dillon's presence filled the room. "Willow, I need to talk to you," he said, his voice tinged with urgency. Before I could respond, he grabbed my arm and led me outside. His touch, although gentle, sent a jolt of discomfort through me. "Dillon, what's wrong?" I asked as soon as we were out of earshot of the house.He took a deep breath, the tension in his posture unmistakable. "It's about Brax. He's asked me to do something... because he found out you were talking to a cop today."My heart pounded, my mind racing a million miles a minute. I stood there, unable to find words, my thoughts swirling in a chaotic dance of worry and fear."Willow," Dillon continued softly, "you need to tell him the truth, or he's going to find out on his own.""No," I protested, shaking my head vigorously. "I can't tell him. I'm doing this not just for myself but for him, too."Dillon's eyes softened with understanding. "I know, but Willow—" Our conversation w
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Willow's POV The first light of dawn crept across the horizon, whispering promises of a new day that I was all too fearful to believe. I sat quietly in the dimly lit living room, the silence both a comfort and a prison. The house was still, except for the faint sounds of breathing coming from the spare room where Nat slept. As the front door creaked open, I looked up abruptly, my heart skipping a beat. The sight before me was like a scene from a nightmare. Dillon and Kasey were half-carrying, half-dragging Brax into the house. He looked terrible, a shadow of his usual strong self. His face was bloody, with two black eyes and a split lip, each a stark reminder of the brutal world we inhabited. I stood up quickly, my own shock freezing me to the spot. Brax lifted his face just enough for our eyes to meet. The pain and weariness in them broke my heart even further. He dropped his head again as if the act of keeping it up was too much for him. As my gaze shifted to Dillon, I noticed
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Days passed as I resolutely avoided Brax and Dillon, my phone vibrating with unanswered calls and unopened texts from Brax. I told myself over and over that it had to be this way. I had to let go of them both and focus on my plan to take Steve down. Walking through the school halls, the cacophony of teenage chatter seemed distant and uninviting. Alone, I felt the weight of my decisions, but I knew it was all for the best.As I got to my first class, I felt an unwelcome buzz around me. The teacher's droning voice faded into the background, the words blending into a monotonous hum. Just as I tried to settle into my seat, the door flew open with a crash, startling the entire room.“Braxton Young! What do you think you’re doing?” The teacher’s voice was shrill.Brax scanned the room, his intense gaze locking onto mine. My body went rigid. His eyes held mine captive, and his presence pierced through my carefully constructed walls. "Willow," he said, his voice cutting through the fog in my
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Willow's POVDavid's weathered eyes bore into mine, searching for something hidden deep within. "I want to know your plan for taking Steve down," he said, his voice steady yet laced with urgency.I swallowed hard, feeling my pulse quicken. This moment had been hanging over my head like a storm cloud for as long as I could remember. "I know it was him who burnt the hospital down," I began, my voice trembling but resolute. "And I can get a weapon he used for a killing not long ago."David's face didn't register surprise but rather a thoughtful contemplation. After a long pause, he shook his head slowly. "That's not enough, Willow. Steve is powerful. He will find a way out of those crimes. We need cold, hard evidence."David's expression darkened, the lines on his face deepening as he leaned forward. "We need hard evidence to bring him down. Your initial plan, while brave, isn't enough. Steve is slippery—he'll wriggle out of anything less than concrete proof." I took a deep breath, tryin
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