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Chapter Thirty-One-Delaney
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My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Two-Patch
Patch stared at his mother's lifeless body with an emotionless expression. There was one thing to see a dead body, but a complete other to see your own mother dead.And she was … dead. Lifeless like an object, not a human being. Patch tried to see her as that, but it didn't work. All he could think about was his time as child, before drugs took over her life. He had so many questions, but he couldn't take his eyes off her. Her eyes were opened, unmoving, staring up at the water stained ceiling as if it would bring her back to life somehow. She never left with some man, she'd been killed, kidnapped, and Patch didn't know. Someone watched the house, obviously. They had to of been waiting for him to leave to dump her body. And what happened to Heather? There was an obvious struggle in the living room. It had to have been more than one person. But who? The Fallen Kings wouldn't have done this to him, would they? They might have taken Heather but they wouldn't have killed his mom after
My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Three-Delaney
He didn't believe her. He didn't say it, but he didn't. Delaney didn't know the extent of his relationship with Gabriel, other than them being friends for a while, but it was evident on his face that he didn't like that theory. "You're mad?" she asked into the silence. Patch looked out of the passenger side window, and scratched at the dark scruff on his jaw."Gabriel is the mastermind behind The Kings, Laney? Why would you even think that?"Delaney kept her hands wrapped round the steering wheel, and shrugged her shoulders. "I get a feeling about him, Patch. Daz is out of control, and wild, but he doesn't seem like in this state he's making rational decision. He seemed coerced. Listen, I'm not saying that Daz has never been in control, but something is going on right now with Daz, and I think Gabriel is using it to manipulate him."Patch sighed deeply. "I don't know. I don’t think Gab would do that.""It was just a thought," she said, pulling into the local Motel 6, and parking. Sh
My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Four-Patch
Patch woke the next morning with an empty spot next to him. He felt relieved he hadn't been arrested in the middle of the night because of his mother's death. He'd been questioned, and he saw it on the officer's faces that they didn't believe him. It'd taken him hours to go to sleep after seeing his mother that way. Patch had seen his mother in many compromising positons over the years, but death was entirely different. The lifeless look on her face would scar him for eternity. He pulled the covers from his feet and sat up. Delaney's absence didn't seem unusual since she was an early riser, so he got up and walked down the stairs. The smell of food wafted toward him, and his stomach growled.Delaney stood in his shirt—which, made sense because he wasn't wearing one—and she stood in front of the stove cooking. He noticed a note on the island from her father about leaving for the day with Beth. He assumed it was because of her reluctance of having them there. Patch didn't care, and
My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Five-Delaney
Her legs felt like Jell-O but the best kind. It had been unexpected, in her dad's closet floor, but she felt lighter from his touch. Everything about it was spontaneous, something she hadn't felt in ages. Maybe since her freshman year of college, and everything felt new. Delaney got into the driver's seat of her car, and waited on Patch to slide into the passenger side. His stormy gaze shifted to her, and she smirked. It was on a whirlwind that she found that box with the storage key in it, and luckily, Beth was dumb enough to keep the number printed on the tag. "What do you think is in it?" he asked, stretching his legs out in front of him. She shrugged. "Weird old people décor. Or her abundance of car decorations." Patch laughed. "So you don't think she could have anything to do with The South Side?" "I don't know Patch. Beth? It's hard to envision, ya know? She's Betty Homemaker." "You're right, but I think it's the perfect disguise. No one would ever expect it to be her.
My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Six-Patch
Patch grabbed Delaney's bag and swung it over his shoulder. The Airbnb that Lucas owned was nice, and sat on a small lake right outside of town. He didn't understand why anyone would want to come visit their small town, but this house was definitely a retreat away from city life. Delaney got out of her car and whistled. "Fancy, Lucas. Look at you, moving on up in the world." Lucas chuckled, and dug a set of keys from his front pocket. It felt nice to have Lucas not wanting to kill Patch. Not that were back to their usual friendship, but maybe they could get through a day without beating the crap out of one another. "Who all knows that you own this?" Delaney asked, as she followed her brother up the stairs. "I don’t know, why?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder. "Because I don't want Dillon showing up and killing me in my sleep, Lucas." Lucas opened the door to the house, and punched in a code disarming the alarm, while walking through and turning on the lights. "Do you rea
My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Seven-Delaney
Delaney stood in the kitchen the next morning, making coffee, and feeling anxious. With everything going on, nerves crawled up her spine. She felt as if someone watched her every move, even though no one knew where they were. So many questions raced through her head. Who killed Patch's mother? Where did Beth get all of that cash? Was Gabriel really behind The South Side like she assumed? And how did Dillon play into everything. Why would he keep being Patch's half-brother such a secret? Fingers slid down the back of Delaney's arm, and she yelped. "Calm down," Patch said, sliding an arm around her waist, and burying his mouth into her neck. "You're jumpy."She scoffed, and turned to face him. If he didn't have that sleepy look in his eyes, and straight out of bed head, she would have smacked him a good one. "I'm just thinking about everything," she said. "I'm nervous."Patch reached above her and grabbed a coffee cup from the cupboard, and entrapped her against it when he came back
My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Eight-Patch
Gabriel sat on the desk in the front office, smoking a cigarette when Patch walked into work the next morning. Everything Delaney mentioned about Gabriel hit him, and he wanted to believe that Delaney was being paranoid, but he wasn't sure. "What up," he said, putting out his cigarette. Patch tossed his helmet onto the front lobby seats, and glared at him. "Oh, you know, just finding my mother dead at my house. Ya know." By the look on his face, Patch knew he had heard the news. "I'm sorry, bro. I didn't know how to bring it up. Any news about it?" Patch wanted to reach inside Gab's mind and pull out the truth. If The Fallen Kings had kidnapped Heather just to see how Patch would react, wouldn’t they have taken her back after Patch found out? And wouldn't that have put them at Patch's house where his mother turned up dead? "No. Where is Heather?" Gabriel hopped off the desk and pulled up their computer system. "I'm not sure, I haven't seen her since you came and took her. You
My Brother's Roommate Chapter Thirty-Nine-Delaney
Delaney sensed Patch's aggravation as they parked, and he went straight into the Airbnb. She understood why he was mad, but he couldn’t restrain her for the rest of her life because of what happened. She felt it was a legit reason for her to go out with Katy, plus, she wasn't on her own. She followed him inside, and into the quiet house, while biting her bottom lip and fiddling with the hem of her T-shirt. Patch walked toward the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. The silence weighed heavily on Delaney as he took his time tossing the bottle and leaned back against the counter and closed his eyes. She watched the heavy way his chest raised and fell with each breath, and how his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. "Say something," she whispered, kicking at the hardwood with the tip of her shoe. Patch chuckled humorlessly. "Seriously Delaney?" he whispered. "We just found my mother dead and you're prancing around like nothing is happening in town? I asked you to sta
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