Cleaning the place up is only the first step towards deciding if they wish to sell it, or if they wish to stay and try and make a life for themselves in a place they’ve never felt as if they belonged. Haunted by the memories of the father who could never accept them, the mother they lost at a young age, and their own shortcomings and failures, they are in a very dark place when Rogue arrives.
Charismatic when performing in front of an audience, yet shy and vulnerable when faced with the prospect of being alone in a crowd, Rogue seeks shelter with Gemini on their middle-of-nowhere farm, hoping for a new beginning and a chance to see if the tiny spark that had flared between them once before, can be kindled into a roaring flame.
Two battered souls, one tattered farmhouse, an old dog, a cranky chicken, several misspoken words, and one crazed ex-husband combine in an explosive combination of truth, lust, dreams, and vengeance. Will the force of it tear Gemini and Rogue apart, or will it leave them closer than they ever dared to hope?
Gemini's Rogue on Amazon
Gemini's Rogue on Payhip
“Were we expecting company?”
“Not that I know of,” Gemini replied, putting down
the bail of mesh they’d been unwrapping and climbing into the back of his
pickup truck for a better look. “Looks like an SUV. Maybe they’re lost.”
“Could be, guess we’d better head around front and
see if we can help them find where they’re trying to go.”
Gemini leaped over the side of the truck and
dusted off their hands before heading around the house, Fester woofing up a
storm at the crunch of gravel on the road. The last people they expected to see
emerge from the SUV after it had parked was their ex in-laws. They were
surprised enough when Naill climbed out from the back, but seeing Liam step out
was an actual shock. They’d seen him what, a handful of times after the
wedding, and they’d barely exchanged more than a few words in all the time
they’d been married to his brother. When Rogue’s uncle emerged from the middle
seats, Gemini let out a long, low whistle.
“Well holy shit, looks like your family decided to
stage an intervention,” they said, reaching out and catching Rogue’s hand. He
was shaking, and not little trembles either. They practically had to tug him
along those last few feet to meet them, and the whole way, they could feel him
shaking harder.
“They’re gonna drag me back,” he whispered,
turning frightened eyes toward them.
They’d never seen such terror in his gaze before.
A surge of anger shot through them at knowing it was the people who were
supposed to love him the most that scared him so badly.
“Over my dead body,” they told him, keeping their
voice low and giving his hand a firm squeeze before stepping in front of him.
“You’re trespassing,” he informed them. “You’ve
got sixty seconds to get back in your truck and take off or I’m calling the
sheriff.”
“We did not come all this way for you,” Angelique
informed them. “We came for our son. To bring him back home where he belongs
and see to it that he gets the help he needs. As far as I’m concerned, you
removing yourself from our family was the only healthy choice you could make.”
Blinking, Gemini locked eyes with her.
“Wait…what?”
She gave them a soft smile and inclined her head
towards Naill. “My son told me all about what happened between you and Randy,
and what he did. I’m glad you didn’t stick around and continue to allow him to
lie, cheat and run around like he was doing. I…we should have put a stop to it a
long time ago, instead of putting the blame on everyone else, including you.”
They glanced between Naill and Rogue and back
again. “So you really didn’t make the phone call about your brother.”
“Told you I didn’t,” he muttered, sounding a bit
hurt that there had still been some lingering question in their mind.
“I did,” Naill admitted. “He had someone great who
didn’t deserve the shit he pulled, and yeah, I know that makes me a hypocrite,
but, you loved him, like, really loved him, I could tell, and, he wasted that.
So, yeah, I sent you that message so you could catch him. I just never thought
you’d hook up with Ryan.”
“It’s Rogue.”
“It’s Ryan. That’s the name I gave you when you
were born and that’s the only name I will ever call you by,” his mother
admonished.
“Why’d you bother to name me in the first place,” Rogue muttered beneath his breath, but it wasn’t low enough to keep his mother from hearing.
Gemini watched her eyes narrow as she drew herself
up to her full, though still rather petite, height.
“I have had just about enough of your attitude
over the past few years,” she told him sternly. “You want to hate me for giving
birth to you, fine, but you don’t need to strike out at your brother by hooking
up with his ex and there was absolutely no excuse for shoving your father
through a bay window!”
“Not my father!” Rogue snapped. “He’s made sure
I’ve known it ever since he found out! And you’re wrong, I don’t hate you for
giving birth to me, I hate you for never standing up for me, never believing me
when I told you he hurt me, and never once trying to protect me from him!”
“Not this again,” she grumbled, waving her hand
dismissively. “This is exactly why you need to go back to the hospital and let
them put you in a therapy group. You need help. Medication, counseling,
something to get to the root of your lies so you’ll stop telling them.”
“They. Aren’t. Lies!”
“Enough!” his step-father roared, stepping toward
him, which only made Rogue flinch and try to step back, pulling them with him.
He was gripping their shoulders enough to hurt, but there was no way they were
telling him to let go. They could feel him shaking and hear how rapidly his
heart was beating.
“You have done nothing but try and rip this family
apart since you were a kid,” his step-father said. “Instead of being grateful
you had a home, a career, and the opportunity to travel that most kids never
get, you decided to make trouble at every turn. I swear to god, if your old man
would have been willing to take you, we’d have been more than happy to send
your ass to live with him!”
“Is that what you wanted too, Mom?” Rogue asked
softly.
She shook her head. “No, I wouldn’t have wanted to
send you away, but I would have done it if it meant peace in the house and the
end of all the chaos and hate you attempted to stir up.”
“Then why come here?” he asked. “I’m away, far
away, halfway across the damn country, none of you ever have to look at me, or
talk to me, or acknowledge my existence ever again. Just go back home and leave
me in peace.”
“Because this isn’t right and you know it,”
Rogue’s uncle said. “Whatever is going on between you and your parents, you
don’t really want to drag your brother, or Gemini, into it, and hurt more
people in the process.”
“Whatever’s going on?” Rogue growled. “Really, are
you actually going to stand there and pretend you weren’t the one to come pick
me up off the kitchen floor after their dad beat me all to hell?”
“Ryan,” the tone held a warning edge, and a note
of fear. Gemini studied the older man closely, noting the way he seemed to be
looking at everyone and everything but Rogue.
“Tell. The. Truth!”
No comments:
Post a Comment