Four or Dead by G O A

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I interrupt him before he can finish. "I am only worried Reyes will get caught and sent to jail."

"Alekos and the Elders are taking care of that."

So I wasn't wrong in thinking the police figured out who the Butcher was

I go to the kitchen. Stefan follows me. This is so strange because Stefan always did his best to avoid me. Coffee, pancakes, bacon, and eggs are on the table, making me salivate. Did Stefan make breakfast? For me?

Stop dreaming, Angel. This man could care less if you starve to death

For sure, it is for him and his friend

Not wanting to assume anything, I go to the fridge and take out the milk. "And your friend?"

"Rin? He is jogging along the beach."

Rin? I think I heard my mates talk about him a few times another Lord

"T see."

From the cupboard, I take out a bowl and cereal

Stefan stands behind me, trapping me between him and the counter

"Angel." The way he is saying my name has goosebumps erupting all over my body. "You hate me so much, you won't even eat what I cooked for you?"

So the food is for me. Did he poison it? Or why else would he cook for me

"T thought it was for you and Rin."

"He can find his own food. Let's have breakfast. Alekos and Reyes are worried you are not eating properly."

Alekos and Reyes are the ones worried about me, not Stefan. Why do I still care about what he thinks about me when he has proven to me he couldn't care less what happens to me?

"Fine," I say, and Stefan steps to the side

I sit at the table, and Stefan takes the chair next to me. The coffee smells divine, and I grab one of the two cups and take a sip. Absolutely delicious. At least he knows how to make out-of-this-world coffee

Stefan cuts a piece of pancake and brings it to my mouth

I blink, my brain trying to understand what is happening. He runs the piece of pancake along my lips, the maple syrup running down my chin

His head dips, his breath dancing across my face, and I push back the chair

"What are you doing?" I shriek as I stand. Grabbing a towel from the counter, I clean the syrup from my mouth

"Trying to feed you." Trying to feed...me? Did I hear that correctly? "Why would you do that?"

Stefan stands, and I back into a corner of the kitchen. "You are my hellstar, Schatzi."

Anger rises inside me. "Don't you ever call me Schatzi again! I am not your fucking treasure," I hiss. "And if you want to feed someone, you have Emily! You abandoned me for her. So why are you even here?"

He cups my cheek, and it feels like my skin is burning. "You saw me at the facility?"

"T did." He clenches his teeth

"T made a terrible mistake, but can you find it in your heart to forgive me as you did with Alekos and Reyes?"

I remove his hand and laugh. "Forgive them? They never asked for forgiveness in the first place."

Stefan looks confused. "But you are with them."

"T am not with them," I correct him. "Being pregnant makes me horny as fuck. Alekos and Reyes are my fuckbuddies, nothing more and nothing less. When the baby is born and I find out who the father is, I will co-parent with him. I will never let any of you hurt me ever again and kick me out on the street like I am trash."

Remembering that day brings a new wave of pain to my battered heart

"Alekos and Reyes never wanted you out of the apartment. It was all on me," Stefan says. "I was the one who never wanted to see you again, the one who wanted you out of our lives. I was never on the phone with Alekos that day. He only sent me a message to let me know that if you wanted us to call him, but if you indeed hated us, you were free to go. I took that choice away from you when I lied and kicked you out. I lied to my blood-brothers as well, telling them you left because you didn't want to be with us."

I knew Stefan never liked me, but to hear him say it is another punch to my already broken spirit. Knowing that Alekos and Reyes had nothing to do with me being kicked out by Stefan makes me not feel guilty for fucking them

"So this is why you are here, to make sure I won't return to your lives? Don't worry, I knew from the moment you chose Emily that she should have been your hellstar. Maybe we can find a way to make that happen."

His eyes flash red. Why is he angry? "I am here because I made a mistake and want to make things right. I am here because I know how badly I fucked up and I want to be with you."

"Tt was not a mistake but a choice. And be with me how? Actually, don't answer that. You have the love of your life now." I narrow my eyes. "This is about the baby, right? Emily can't have kids, and you want mine? That's it? Because if that is the case, it's not happening," I voice my fears

"T don't fucking care if she can have children or not, but no one will take our baby away from you!" It's my baby, but I don't correct him

"She can be rotten and barren inside, and I couldn't care less!" he yells, startling me. He runs his left hand through his hair. "I fucking ruined everything because of her." A burst of nervous laughter leaves him. "I almost lost my blood-brothers because of my actions. But I hope to regain their trust and convince you to return to us."

I frown. "Why would you talk like this about the woman you love?"

"Loved! I will tell you who Emily really is, and then I never want to talk about her again."

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