Claimed by my Brother’s Best Friends (Alyssa) novel Chapter 37

Alyssa

"Big brother, can you pass the salt?" My voice is laced with artificial sweetness, dripping with sarcasm. We're all seated around the table, a thick, toxic cloud of tension hanging in the room. Even Sebastian hauled ass after serving our plates.

Gray's shock, anger, and betrayal are written all over his face as he slams the salt shaker down in front of me.

"Thanks," I mutter, forcing a smile that feels more like a grimace.

"Hey Zuri, let's go upstairs and play with some toys," Niko suggests, standing up after practically inhaling his food. He glances at me for permission, and I give a slight nod.

"Where are you going?" Gray demands.

"Anywhere but here," Niko shoots back, darting out of the room with my baby in his arms. Mason stares after him, possibly considering joining, but remains seated.

I'm surprised King hasn't left yet either. There's no reason for him to sit in here. It's not like I'm going to decide to go with Gray, especially after this. Honestly, right now? Fuck my brother.

It's crazy when I trust my former bullies more than my own flesh and blood.

Gray scowls at me from across the table. "I can't believe you hid a baby from us. I missed seven months of my niece's life and for fucking what?" he growls.

Christine places a hand over his, her voice a soft murmur. "Calm down, babe. Give her a chance to explain."

I'm sorry, who asked for her input?

I snort bitterly. "That's rich coming from you, Gray. I just learned you got married, and you made sure your gang didn't tell me."

Gray snarls, his voice low and seething with barely-restrained fury. "You know, when mom was dying, she kept asking for you. I didn't even know what to tell her, but now I know you let her die without telling me or her that you were pregnant."

"Shut the fuck up!" I snap, my voice trembling as tears sting my eyes, the pain of his words sinking in deep.

It wasn't my fault.

I yank my shirt over my head, revealing the fading yellow bruises scattered across my chest and stomach. The room falls into a suffocating silence, but I start talking before I lose my nerve.

"I planned to go to mom's funeral," I say, taking a steadying breath. "But the night before, Isaac beat me so badly that I had a miscarriage. My eyes and lips were swollen, and the cramps and bleeding went on for what felt like forever. He...he didn't know that I was pregnant. Zuri was only a few months at the time, and maybe he would've gone easy on me if he knew...but he didn't."

Revisiting that memory is like tearing open an old wound, more like a scab that has barely fucking healed, but if Gray's going to throw Mom's passing in my face like that, I might as well share my truth.

It feels like the only sound in the room is my breathing as I continue. "Now, I know you're probably wondering, 'How did she get pregnant again so soon?'. A strangled laugh bubbles up my throat as I throw my hands up theatrically. "Well, I was forced to have sex a week after having a baby. The one time he was too drunk to be disgusted by my body, he wanted to fuck me in the ass, but when he couldn't get past the hemorrhoids, I guess he settled for my bloody, barely-healed vagina."