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“And that’s not something you want?”
He pulled his cap off and tossed it onto the bed. “I was a kid that grew up in our world. Look how fucked up I turned out. Not to mention Peach isn’t exactly mothering material. The boys laugh because they reckon she’s getting it on with the boys behind my back. I don’t know, though.”
He seemed a little broken. Like this world isn’t exactly what he wanted, but because it was how he was raised it was what he was stuck with.
“You’re not fucked up, Edge,” I told him softly.
He laughed. “You know why they call me Edge?”
I was surprised but I shook my head.
“Because my emotions change so fucking quickly. I’m always on that edge. Someone could say something I don’t like and I’ll flip.” He smiled. “Most kids would go to anger management or some shit, I guess. But not me, my dad encouraged that shit.”
A heavy feeling settled in my stomach. This was not good. So far, I’d managed to keep in his good books, but what would happen when I said the wrong thing.
“Aren’t families just great!” I murmured sarcastically, hoping to play off the tension I was feeling so he wouldn’t feel it.
He smiled. “Yeah, but he’s my dad. My family.”
Edge was where I was a few months ago, stuck in that‘blood is thicker than water’mentality. But Blizzard and The Brothers had shown me that wasn’t always the case. Sometimes it’s the people who went out of their way to be there for you and care for you that mean the most. Sometimes it’s the people who were there for you even though they weren’t blood related that are the most loyal and the most trusted. They don’t feel obligated. They are doing it because they want to, not because they feel they have to.
“That’s exactly what I thought about my dad,” I told him quietly, battling the emotions that came when I thought about what he’d put me through. “He forced my hand onto a hot stove,” I held it up so he could see. The skin was still different despite the burn not being as bad as it first seemed.
Edge just stared at it in shock. “Fucking hell.”
“Are you two fucking or what?” I heard Rip yell from downstairs. “This hit isn’t gonna last forever.”
Edge shook his head as if trying to get it out of a fog. “Come on.”
I followed him out but paused at the top of the stairs. “Do you think I could steal a cigarette and a light off one of the guys?”
“Sure, babe.”
I hoped Lane had heard me and she understood. I hoped it gave her some kind of relief.
We were here and she would be coming home.
Her and that baby.
