For Good
CYRUS
She fell backwards, hit the carpet with a thud, and let out a whimper.
I stared at her, breathing hard. My hands were shaking, not from fear, but from control. Because it took everything in me not to make her feel what I was feeling.
I turned again to leave. But I stopped.
I couldn’t just walk away like that.
Not without saying something.
Not without making her understand what she’d done.
She had to know. She had to know that what she just did was filthy. That it wasn’t just a line she crossed, it was a betrayal. Of herself. Of my brother. Of my wife. Of every damn person who ever believed she had a heart.... This whole damn family!
So I turned to her one last time, eyes like ice.
“You think I’m the kind of man who would touch you? You think I’d betray my wife for you? My brother for you?”
I took a step forward.
“I don’t know what sick game you’re playing, Sarah... but let me make this crystal clear.”
My voice dropped, low and deadly.
“You disgust me. You make me sick.”
She flinched. I stared at her, then stepped back.
“You're not broken, Sarah. You're rotten. And you need help. I can't believe we thought you were family but you're just a snake.”
And then I opened the door and walked out. I heard her cries but I didn't look back. This time I walked away, for good.
Minutes later, I made it back to the party. And immediately, I started looking for Bella. Because even though I didn’t do anything, I felt like I had sinned. I felt like I had done something wrong. Like I had let it happen. Because.... how do you explain a little woman like Sarah forcing herself on me?
It sounds laughable. Ridiculous, even.
But that’s all I can think about as I’m walking back into the party.
I’m not thinking about Sarah.
I’m not thinking about Cullen.
Not even my family.
Just Bella.
How’s she going to take this?
What is she going to say?
The last thing I ever want is to hurt her. But I know it’ll be worse if I lie.
So I’m going to tell her the truth, and I’ll deal with whatever comes after that. She’ll be mad. I know that. She’ll probably curse me out. I’ll probably be sleeping on the couch tonight. But I don’t care.
.... I just want to tell her the truth and beg for her forgiveness.
I reach the party. There are still people mingling, trying to pull me into conversations, trying to get my attention. I just smile politely and walk past. My eyes are searching for her.
The moment I see her, Bella my steps falter. Just for a second. But I keep going.
Because this thing inside me... It’s eating me alive. It’s choking me. And she’s the only person I want to talk to. The only one I want to release this weight onto. Because that’s what Bella is, my release. My truth.
I need her to know what happened. I need her to understand that it wasn’t me. What happened in my family's house. In Cullen and Sarah’s bedroom.
I was only trying to help her. She looked sick. You wouldn’t expect someone who had just vomited all over herself and passed out from alcohol to suddenly get up and start... displaying herself like that.
Yeah. I felt violated.
I know you don’t expect to hear that from a man. But that’s how I felt about it.
I rushed to Bella and told her everything. And of course, Bella, being Bella reacted. She was mad. Furious in her own right. She had every right to be and I didn't blame her.
She wanted to go back home to Sarah, to confront her. Maybe even hit her. Fight her. I didn’t want that. But Bella, being who she is, said she was going, so I went with her.
And I’ll admit… what really broke me, what truly shattered something in me, was returning to the party to see Cullenn and Bella. They were at the party, laughing, drinking. Completely unaware.
Cullen and Bella.
The two people were most betrayed. The two who had no idea what was going on behind their backs. They were just sitting there. Smiling. Existing.... It felt like I was holding a bomb in my chest.
We went home. Our parents got involved. They followed. And I guess Cullen came too, after the commotion started.
And then… something I never expected.
There she was. In the family pool.... In the same lingerie she had worn earlier that night when she’d tried to seduce me. The same piece of clothing.
And she looked pale. So fragile. Almost like she was dead. I didn’t know how to react.
I froze.
Watching her float there like that—motionless. Knowing I was probably the last person in this family to see her before this happened. Thinking that just a little while ago, I had been with her. That I had pushed her. That I had rejected her.
And now… this.
Cullen didn’t hesitate. He ran over and jumped in. Pulled her out. I have never seen my brother that scared before. He was shaking. Barely breathing.
And I realised something in that moment. He may have been distant. Cold. Absent. But this...this shook him.
Maybe it was because it was his wife. Or maybe because… it was her. I don’t know.
But something in him cracked.
Cullen nearly broke Bella’s lungs, but my mother, always the voice of reason, always the calm one took charge of the situation. My father was already calling the doctor, then the ambulance. There were screams, but I turned toward Bella.
She was just standing there. Tears falling. Crying.
And I wanted to go to her. Hug her. Tell her everything was going to be okay. But I couldn’t.
I found myself stuck in the moment—and I don’t even know why. I never get stuck. But then, thank God, the doctor arrived. Then the ambulance.
Cullen immediately went with the ambulance. He’s the husband. Of course, he went with her.
And that’s when my father, always the man in charge took full command.
“We have to take control of this,” he said. “This could mean war.”
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