Walking into the office without knocking, I see Cain at his desk, he looks up from the paperwork as the door closes behind me. He leans back in his chair, and the corner of his lips curl up into the smile we all hate.
“Took you long enough.” He jokes.
“You know you can be an asshole,” I reply as I sit down on the chair in front of him.
“I’ve been told a few times now.” He walks over to the whiskey station he has in the corner of the office, and comes back, placing two glasses on the desk, and filling them up. “What brings you here and if it’s to say sorry I might just throw you in the Pit for fun.” Cain sits back down and looks at me.
I stay quiet, because I know the fucker isn’t joking, if I say that word he really would throw me down there for a day.
“You know if you came to me I would have put him on the list, I would have even let you throw him in the Pit for as long as you wanted to fuck with him.” Cain is the first to talk.
All I do is nod, maybe that would have been better. Let the spoilt fucker suffer down there, but I wanted this fucker to die and there wasn’t anything else in it for me.
“Even with what happened, and how much I pissed you off. I don’t think I would have done it differently. I’m not going to lie and say I would, because I wanted to kill him, not for what he did to Olivia, but for me. This was all for me, he…” I pause for a moment and take my drink. “He fucked my life up, and I wanted to end his.”
Cain leans back in his seat, glass to his lips, and asks one question.
"Your brothers had nothing to do with it?”
"No," I say quickly. "They didn't. Miles knew about the driver. He found the name and brought it to me, and I told him not to tell you. That's on me, not him.”
Cain nods slowly. "I'll think about them three," he says. “You’re still off until I know you won’t go doing your own thing again. Hayden you’ve always been the one I talk to, so if you think I’m angry because you killed him I’m not. I'm angry because you thought you couldn’t talk to me.”
Wow, now that wasn’t what I thought he was going to say, and I have no idea what to say to him. Because he’s right, I’vealways been able to talk to him. Now I feel shit for a whole different reason.
I have no words to say to him, so I sit there in silence, and Cain knows I don’t know what to say.
“I’ll see you tonight for family dinner,” Cain tells me, and I tighten my brows. “Autumn is making me be there, so if I have to be there, so do you.”
“I don’t have a choice, mom will argue with me.” I get up knowing Cain doesn’t want to talk about what I did, and this is his way of forgiving me. He just won’t say the words.
As I reach the door, Cain calls my name.
“Happy you got your girl,” he says, not looking up from the folder.
I smile as I leave the office because I can put this thing with Cain behind me, as it was the only thing which was playing on my head. Now everything feels so much lighter for me.
For the first time in what feels like months I’m relaxed. There’s nothing weighing me down. I’m not angry with anyone, I’m not fighting the demons from the past.
I’m happy.
I have the girl I always wanted, the only woman I’ve ever loved, my brothers are talking to me again, and my relationship with Cain is on the mend.
Happy, and there is nothing in the world that can ruin my mood.
It’s family dinner night and the same things are happening. Miles and Mason are arguing over the hockey game, this has been going on for about an hour, and I’m shocked mom hasn’t told them to shut up.
“Because you don’t know shit about defense,” Mason snaps, leaning back in his chair shaking his head.
Miles scoffs. “I know enough to know that was a stupid play.”
“It wasn’t?—”
“Boys,” Mom cuts in, not even looking up as she places another dish on the table. “Both of you stop it.”
Mason and Miles don’t listen and continue the argument just a little less shouting at each other. Mom tells them every time to shut up, but it never works.
I still have to question why mom wanted more kids after them two crazy idiots.
