Beauty from Pain (Beauty, #1)(105)

“One afternoon Rule, one freaking afternoon is all we ask of you.” Dale stormed out of the room and Margot wasted no time bursting into tears. She buried her face in her napkin and I reached over to awkwardly pat her shoulder. I cut a look at Rule but he had climbed to his feet as well and headed toward the front door. I shot a look at Rome who just shook his head and lumbered to his feet.

Margot lifted her head and looked at her oldest with pleading eyes.

“Tell him Rome, you go tell him that this is not how you treat your parents. He has no respect.”





She pointed a shaky finger at the door. “You tell him that this is

unacceptable.”




Rome looked at me then back to his mom. “Sure, mom, I’ll tell him, but I’m also going to tell you that you had no reason to lay into him like that. Who cares if he wants to wear jeans and have hair like a god damn Smurf? What matters is that he’s here and he made an effort. Shaw took time out of her life, her busy schedule, to make that happen for you and dad. You waited exactly three seconds before purposely picking at the scab, both of

you.”




Margot gasped but Rome wasn’t done. “You and dad need a wakeup call. I could have just as easily come home in a body bag instead of a cast. You’ve already lost one son, you need to appreciate the ones you have left, regardless if you agree with the choices we’re making or not.”


The tears came harder and she leaned her head on my shoulder. “Shaw loves coming to visit on Sunday; we should just stop asking her to bring Rule because clearly, he doesn’t want to be here. I’m done trying to make him be part of this family, it just hurts too

much.”




Rome shook his head and both of us sighed. He followed his brother out of the room as I continued to pat Margot on the shoulder. This woman had been kind to me, treated me as a daughter when my own had no use for me, so what I was about to say to her came from a place of refusing to watch another family collapse in on its self.


“Margot, you and Dale are wonderful people and good parents, but you have to stop living in the past. I’m not going to come see you on Sundays anymore, not unless you figure out how to accept Rule for exactly who he is and love him anyway. I miss Remy and it was tragic how he died, but you are never going to turn Rule into him, and I can’t stand by and watch you continue to try. My parents have been forcing me into a mold that hasn’t fit me for years and I only wish I had enough will to refuse them the way Rule does.”





I climbed to my feet and had to fight back my own tears when she looked at me with shock and dismay.


“If Remy was here none of this would be happening. You and he would still be happy together, Rule would never have started acting so awful and Rome never would have gone off and joined the stupid military.”





I had to take a few steps away because there was so much wrong with what she was saying that it nearly floored me. “Margot, Rule was always a handful, he just never bowed to your and Dale’s dictates. Rome was enlisted way before the accident. And I’ve told you a million times Remy was my best friend–we didn’t have feelings for each other like that. I think you need to consider talking to a professional because you’re rewriting history and, while you’re doing it, you’re losing a pretty terrific son.”


“You can’t honestly believe that? Rule is just as awful to you as he is to me and his father.”





I bit my lip and rubbed my temples harder. “He isn’t awful; he’s just harder to love. Remy made it easy for you guys; Rule never has, but he deserves the effort and until this family can see that I have better ways to spend my time. If I wanted bickering and bitterness I would just go home. I love you and Dale, but I see what you’re doing to Rule and I will not be a part of it anymore. Rome was right; you need to appreciate the family you have and not spend your life comparing them to the family you lost. Remy was my whole world Margot, but he’s gone and Rule is here.”


She crossed her arms and flopped her head down on the table. I knew there would be no getting through to her so I walked to the front door. I wasn’t surprised to see Dale leaning against the kitchen counter, watching me with serious eyes.


“She isn’t going to do well without you coming by. You’re an important part of this family.”





I tucked the ends of my hair behind my ears and gave him a rueful smile. “So is your son.”


“Margot isn’t the only one that needs to remember that, and you have to admit that hair is ridiculous.”





I laughed for real this time and walked over to give him a hug. “She needs help Dale. Remy’s been gone for a while and all she wants to do is push Rule to take his place. That isn’t going to happen, we all know that.”


He kissed the top of my head and set me away from him. “I don’t know why you’re always defending that boy; he’s got a hot temper and a wild streak a mile long. You’re a smart, beautiful girl; you have to know how Rule’s story ends.”


“I don’t believe in skipping ahead, Dale. I read the book all the way

through. Tell Margot to give me a call when she calms down, but I’m serious about Sundays. Until it’s an actual family gathering, until Rule stops being vilified for just being who he is and not who you want him to be, I’m not coming. This just hurts too much.”