Update 2 May 24, 2016 @ 11:42pm central.

Excuse my mistakes but wattpad keeps deleting the chapters and I have been reediting them all day.

Now I am falling asleep.
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6 YEARS EARLIER CONT'D

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After 4 days of endless different surgeries, not to mention a Spinal Osteomyelitis Surgery where my spine is now being held together by rods, I was basically a man made of metal who would have to live near a hospital for the rest of his life.

I spent 6 days in a coma as my body tried to recover.

The day I opened my eyes, Quinn called a priest and we got married.

"The rest of our lives start today Ethan. Please marry me?" She asked as she got down on one knee.

Seeing that I couldn't speak as the tubes were still in my throat. I squeezed her hands twice and that was it. She didn't want to wait for another day that wasn't promised and neither did I.

After 11 days later I was released; confined to a wheel chair and I moved us back to South Carolina to be closer to the family and away from the city and drama.

Bryce told me that he had taken care of Meghan, so I shouldn't worry about it and when the time is right, he would show me the truth and tell me all about it but for now, to concentrate on getting better and living my life with Quinn.

And that is exactly what I did.

The next 6 months were spent with my family, learning to walk all over again as I had plates and rods in my legs as well.

It was hard, very hard but Quinn was by my side every second of the way and never once complained.

I told everyone what happened when I died but left out a lot of details for Evan's sake.

Quinn is the only one who knows the entire story and we're fine with that.

I told her about the doctor my grandmother recommended but she blew it off, saying she wanted to invest all her time in me getting better for now and then we could go down that path.

I agreed with her. I could barely take care of myself of that point.

A walker and cane was my bestfriend with her shoulder and arms as support as well depending on the distance I had to walk.

Right now we are all at my mother's house as Bryce believes its time for me to see what happened.

We were all situated in one of the entertainment rooms. My mother sat next to Bryce and Rae, Evan and Cara Sat to my left and Quinn and I were seated somewhat in the middle.

The video comes to life and shows me in the office as I throw my phone across the room into the wall and sat down with my head in my hands.

The door then opens and Meghan's head pops in before I look in her direction.

Unfortunately the video had no sound, so we just watched the visual.

She then returns and hands me a glass of water and two pills, which I take.

As I am watching, I am briefly remember parts of the conversation where I kept asking if Quinn had called the office.

As the video continues, she walks out but then walks back in shortly before leaving again. I sat there listening to my voicemail after she left all the while, yawning. After a couple minutes, I see myself slowly slumping on the desk until I pass out; something I have no recollection about.

Meghan walks back into my office and smiles before calling someone on her cell phone.

After she hangs up, she starts to clean my hand, taking her time with the bandage she got out of the cabinet.

After about 10 minutes of her cleaning my hand, the blood on floor and cleaning up, someone walked through the door and stood in front of her.

At this point I kept praying there would be some audio as the person had a baseball cap on making it hard to see their face, but there wasn't any audio as they conversed.

The unknown person walks behind the chair and pulls my head back by yanking on my hair.

I unconsciously run my hand over the spot a if I could feel the pain now.

The person pulls the chair from around the desk and starts pushing my body in it to the door as Meghan opens it and they are out of sight.

"That's it?" I yell jumping up, well standing slowly with the help of my cane.

Knowing all the other footage had been tampered with and this is all we got from Edwards private back up feed felt frustrating.

No one answered and I turned back around and realized why.

"Ding" The black screen had been cut back on and now there was sound. The elevator in the Penthouse foyer door open and they rolled the chair out with my body still in it.

I sat back down and grab Quinn's hand giving her a reassuring smile as I knew whatever was going to happen would not be a good visual for her or anyone else in this room.

Everyone had remained quiet so far as bryce, who watched it before since the security team handed it over to him advised us that it would be graphic and to keep our comments and reactions until the end so we can get through it as fast as possible. So far there have been gasps and "OMGs" and of course outburst from my mother, but I have been too focused to pay much attention to anyone else but the video and Quinn, who has been quiet so far but occasionally giving me reassuring smile.

I watch the video as they exit the elevator in the penthouse and the screen switches to the bedroom as they roll me in.

"Ok here is the room. Let's put him on the bed and strip him." Meghan says to the other person whose face we have yet to see.

They both grab parts of me and pull me on the bed then push me over.

"What the hell did you give him? He's out cold!"

The unknown says and we finally realize it's a woman. I guess that explains why they had to roll me in the chair.

"I gave him two Roofie's. The date rate drug! And since he was already intoxicated it worked super fast." Meghan smile.

"THAT FUCKING BITCH." I raged over everyone else comments as I let Quinn's hand go cracking my knuckles, thinking back to the night and how she told me they were aspirins but I guess I was too drunk to know any better.

"Ethan you sure you up for this?" My mother asks looking at me with concern but also heartbreak. The same look she had when she saw Bryce in a coma, threw the chair at Edward in Germany and saw me in the hospital. Knowing that I am the one who put that look back into her eyes, which reveals the feeling of her soul, hurts me to the core and is something I am battling with during therapy right now.

I Just nod my head and focused back on the screen.

They stripped me naked and threw my clothes all.

"Ok I'm going to get naked and get into bed with him! I need you to take pictures of me on top of him and stuff so it looks real. I will position him. We can then send those to Quinn. She won't be able to deny those!" Meghan tells the woman.

Meghan stripped naked and straddled my waist and the woman started taking pictures.

I heard my mother sniffling.

"You are a genius!" She tells Meghan.

"Thanks best friend!" I smile at her.

"Evan's scheduled to be back tomorrow. So hopefully he catches us here before Ethan wakes up. That will only be an added bonus." They both laugh.

"How the hell do they know my damn schedule?" Evan asks out loud.

"Had to be Meghan. She had access to the Company's information under Ethan's clearance. I can't believe she did this." Cara says as she leans on Evan shaking her head.

We all focus back to the screen at the laughter of both women. Everyone still trying to figure out her identity.

After she stop taking pictures of Meghan all over my unconscious body in different positions, Meghan got off of my body and walked over to her, both of them looking at the pictures.

"I mean, it has to be someone she knows very well why she is not shy with her naked body around them?" Raelynn points out.

"Or the cunt is just really sick in her freaking head." My mother yells.

"I'm going to get a disposable phone and send the pictures from there and then trash it! Let's not leave any traces or make any mistakes!" She advise Meghan as she makes her way to leave.

The screen switches back out to the foyer showing her leaving.

As she's leaving she starts to look around sort of paranoid. She looks up as if double checking if there are camera's and so happened that she looked into the camera for a brief second.

"OMG OMG OMG, Bryce pause it, freaking pause it right now." Raelynn jumps out of her seat running to the screen. "Rewind it and pause it on her face."

Bryce did as he was told and Quinn stood there looking at it before looking at Raelynn and Cara, then Bryce.

"Do you guys honestly not see who this is?" She asks.

Bryce and Cara shook their heads 'no' but Raelynn got up and went by Quinn looking closer.

"No freaking way. It can't be. She sound different." Rae says looking at Bryce as if he should know.

"Who is it baby?" I ask Quinn as Bryce kept analyzing the picture in confusion.

"Natalie." She says with certainty.

"That can't be right though guys. I saw her earlier this year when I was visiting my parents, she lives in my parent's neighborhood and she look a lot heavier than that skinny person."

"Who the hell is Natalie?" Bryce asks and everyone shuts up.

"What are the odds?" Rae asks Quinn ignoring his question and Cara's comment all together.

I sat quietly now trying to let them figure it out, because I wanted this person's head on a platter along with Meghan's.

"The odds are pretty good, considering what she did to you and Bryce after the graduation party in high school." Meghan tells her.

"Oh shit. You mean the slut from highschool that the basketball team had a orgy with? This is crazy, let me get someone on it right now." Bryce says texting the head security.

" But how the hell would Meghan know her? I mean she isn't even from south carolina. She's from Florida and would visit her aunt on the holiday in South Carolina but its was always like 2-3 hours away from our town. One of her cousins played football and our school play against at an away game and she was there and that's how she met Dylan. You think Dylan has anything to do with this?" Rae asks Bryce.

"I highly doubt it. He has been more of a help to me since this all started and has nothing to do with Meghan since he threw her out. Not to mention, he couldn't stand Natalie in high school." Bryce answers confidently about his best friend. But I wasn't too sure yet.

"Mhhh, ok, Cara, why don't you send this picture to your mom and see if she can confirm it since I am sure she sees her often." Rae suggest to cara which I think is a good idea for a positive ID since Bryce was never able to get one.

"Yeah, let me do it right now." Cara says getting up and taking a picture and then sending it.

They all go back and take their seat and I then Quinn kiss my lips and smiled.

"At Least now we know it's not your baby. We can all just put this behind us and move forward for good. As for that Natalie, if its her, she will get what's coming to her like Meghan did and more." My mother comments as everyone agrees except Bryce.

Bryce started to look nervous scratching the back of his head.

I sigh already knowing. "There's more isn't there?" I ask him.

"Yeah man, Im sorry." He answers sadly.

"Don't be sorry little bro, none of this is your fault. It's all mine. Had I just appreciated what I had in front of me and been grateful, we would never have went down this road." I tell him honestly.

"I'm not sure you want to see the rest though man." He tells me. "This might really break you, and you have already came so far with therapy."

"Bryce just play it, Whats dead cannot die. I've literally been through the worst and lowest in my life already. I'm sure something positive will one day from all of this." I says, using my coping mechanising I learned in therapy, which is to look for the positive in all negative situations.
Bryce hit the play button and the video comes back to life.

The woman gets in the elevator and leaves and Meghan walks out naked and looks around the foyer.

"Good, I'm glad that bitch is gone. " Megan says rolling her eyes.

The camera switches again as she goes back into the room.

She picks up her phone and call someone. "Hey boss...... Yeah the plan worked..... Yeah she did her part.....no, he's still out cold.....you want me to do what?? ....no I didn't tell her, she thinks she only came to help me set and take pictures....yes I know, you have waited for this for a long time, too bad the plan for Bryce and Raelynn never worked out she got him back but he still missed 5 years of his kids life he can't get back they won't ever forget that, so that's good enough for now I guess....yeah I'm going to finish the plan now....Are you sure Evan won't show up tonight?..ok good.....yeah I will await further instructions....yeah I know how to reach you...ok bye."

We all listen to the conversation realizing that more people are involved and that they are playing some sick twisted game.

Like what do they think this is? Some fucking Pretty Little Liars story and we're gonna run around trying to figure out who A is?

I mentally shake my head at this bullshit.

"I'm gonna be so rich married to you?" She smirks over my face after hanging up the phone.

She climbs on the bed and position herself between my legs and take my limp penis into her mouth bobbing like a bobble head doll.

Everyone's astonishment could be heard, even my mother's as she left in a rush to find her car keys with Bryce and Rae chasing behind her.

After a while my penis comes to attention.

I shift around uncomfortably as everyone was watching very uncomfortably as well, I guess wanting to stop like myself but also wanting to know exactly what happened once and for all.

"Baby are you sure you want to see this?" I ask Quinn who had tears running down her cheek.

I leaned over and wiped them and whispered constant apologies in her ears.

"Stop blaming yourself. These people are to blame, they are sick. But I am not leaving, I'm never leaving your side again." I smile knowing that no matter what we face after what we have been through, we will face it head on, together.

"Oh Ethan, yeah.....you're hitting my spot you little stallion."

I look back to the screen to see her back facing the camera as she is riding me like her life depended on it.

"Damn she can ride." Evan mumbles.

Smack!

"Asshole." Cara yells at him as she walks out.

And he sat there seeming unfazed and kept texting on his phone like he's been doing most of the time since we've been in here.

"Yesssssssss!!" I look for at the screen to see Meghan rocking slowly as if having an orgasm. But not until she got off of me and laid down holding her legs up with her head facing the camera screaming "swim, swim and make my baby." that I really realized what happened.

The baby really could be mine.

I was so out of it with this thought trying to figure out if this could be the bad from all of this.

But then again that girl seems like a mental patient, who knows who else she did this to and lets not forget she has a husband.

"Ethan?" I look up to Bryce in front of me calling my name and everyone else starting at me.

" You ok?" He asks.

"Yeah man, I'm fine, just trying to wrap my mind around all of this. We need to find Meghan Bryce, She needs to tell us if Dylan is involved, Identify Natalie and find out who this "Boss" is. Someone is out to destroy us."

"I already did all of that E." Bryce respond.

"Everyone take a seat. I think its time I tell Ethan and everyone else that I already handled this situation the first day you were in surgery."

Everyone sat down and Rae came back in with a gun in her hand a Elena behind her.

"Mom really?" Bryce asks taking it from Rae who held it looking scared.

"Where did you get this gun?" He asks her?

"From my waist. I knew I was going to need it today. So I stashed it in my slip under my skirt." She sat down with that bored/ uninterested look on her face as Bryce kept questioning her about her reactions to situations and why she has a gun.

Bryce just sighs and gives up knowing he's wasting his breath.

"Anyways. The day Ethan went into surgery, I went and watched the entire video. I was so enraged I thought Dylan was involved. So I stormed over to his place in the middle of the night and he swore he had no idea what Meghan was doing. He showed me their apartment which was free of all her clothes and all their wedding pictures that hung on the wall from my previous visit with him were all gone.

I still didn't believe him, so I questioned him about to night of the incident and he told me he was out at the bar couple streets down with the guys drinking and watching the game. He pulled up his AT&T phone record for that month and showed me his log for that day. He only had a text from Meghan that day and no calls during that time frame stamp on the video.

He gave me the bar name and I sent the head of security, Matt there to check it out. He paid the bar for the footage and confirmed Dylan was at the bar the entire time drunk with the guys and was never on the phone until he called a cab which his phone record confirmed.

Dylan told me the moment he realized Meghan was pregnant, he kicked her out and told her he would be filing for a divorce but she didn't care because she told him "Hurry up and file because my baby daddy is rich and we will be getting married once the baby is here."

He hadn't had sex with her in almost 2 months, there was no way that was his kid.

He gave me her forwarding address and having enough of all the games, I got the police involved under strict confidentiality.

They got a warrant and went and arrested her. That same night I had a judge come in and Meghan called for a lawyer.

We all met in the judges chambers and I played the video for them, stopping where she gave you oral. It was like she saw a ghost, her entire body paled.

Her lawyer begged her to take it to trail but I told her this was the only second I would consider leniency on her.

She was facing 20 years for 1st degree rape, 8-10 years for second degree rape, 10 years for
3rd Degree Felony Criminal Mischief for tampering with the company's security, the destroyed cameras that cost a fortune we found and destroyed footage, 10 years for Federal drug conspiracy because of all the drugs they found when they went to arrest her, 5 years for theft and breach of company contract, and 10 years for 2nd degree assault. Considering the evidence, she was looking at the maximum sentence of 65 years with no parole.

I told her if she pleads guilty and name everyone involved then she would spend 5 less years of her life behind bars. She accepted right away ignoring her lawyers protest. She named three security on my team who helped her with the cameras and everything else at the office to even creating a access pass to the other woman and wiping of all evidence.

I questioned those men but they swore they only ever had contact with Meghan and she was the one who paid them. I had them charged with conspiracy of assault and Federal criminal mischief.

Meghan also named the person that took those photos in the Hamptons, a guy she met at the bar. He was also charged with conspiracy.

I offered to drop the 20 year charge if she told me the woman in the videos name and who is her boss or their agenda. All she said was that she rather serve her sentence that be in pain for the rest of her life, because they will kill her slowly no matter where she is if he snitches because her boss is in high places.

She never said another word after that no matter what she was asked.

I'm sorry I couldn't do more man. But I still have my people working on it, and now looking for Natalie. Its a very big possibility that it could be a person from our town or high school that has a vendetta against the girls or someone who just genuinely hates me and you guys. Either way, well get them." Bryce finished.

I am so grateful for my family. Not only was Bryce by my bedside when ever I was awake, but he was also out there trying to make those responsible to pay.

And everyone elses support kept me going.

"Thank you Bryce." I got up with my cane and hugged him as tight as I could. "Thank you."

His phone started to ring and I release.

"Hello" He answers.

"What, right now?" He yells to the other person on the phone in what looks like disbelief.

"Ok, we're on our way." He hangs up.

He turns and looks towards all of us.

"Everybody meet me outside in the van. I'm going to tell Theresa to continue to watch the kids because were leaving." He tells us walking out the room.

"Where are we going?" I ask him, knowing that right now I cannot travel for long distance in cars comfortably without my back and legs giving me a hard time.

"Closer than you think." Was all he said as he left out the room yelling for Theresa.