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Still there, still crawling up, I can barely speak when I ask, “What if she doesn’t love me because of something I don’t know that I’ve done?”
Damon stills at my side, then regains himself and pulls my body tighter to his.
“Ah, Blue. I doubt that’s what’s happening. You can tell your mother loves you. You haven’t done anything wrong.”
My body shakes with more sobs, the pillow at my cheek soaked from the tears that won’t stop falling.
There’s another question I’m afraid to ask, one that’s bigger, that’s hurts so much more, and the answer might be enough to destroy me.
Forcing it out of that festering place, I grit my teeth to find the strength to finally ask it.
My voice is meek, so quiet, I’m not sure Damon can hear me.
“What if I end up crazy just like her, Champ? What if whatever chases through her head will eventually find me?”
The relief of finally saying it is so intense that my muscles give out.
I lay limp at Damon’s side.
He never let’s go.
Never stopped protecting me.
Silence falls and it feels like it lasts forever. I finally decide he’s not going to answer me when his deep voice whispers back.
“I won’t let it chase you, Blue. You have me to fight beside you now. I won’t let anything bad happen to you. I promise you that.”
“But what can you do if my mother’s insanity one day becomes my own?”
Another soft kiss on my cheek. “Then I’ll fight to find you wherever you go. I won’t let you run forever.”
Damon
I never thought I’d see the day when Blue broke down completely. From the moment we first met, that woman kept me on my toes. My anger didn’t intimidate her, neither did my threats. She’d just glared at me with those violet eyes, daring me to challenge her.
And it wasn’t just those days at the club when we barely knew each other, but in every moment we’ve shared since.
I laugh to think that she kicked dirt onto Ezra’s shoes after cussing us out. That she swung on me when I took her from her apartment. She panicked a little when it came to Brinley that day on the plane, but it was nothing like what I saw last night.
Blue cried herself to sleep, the questions she’d asked having stolen all the strength she had. Now I know why she doesn’t talk to her mother and why she didn’t want to come to this house.
Blue has hated herself for some terrible thing she fears she did to her mother. And on top of that, she’s lived a life terrified of the nightmares that always kept her family running.
I’m not okay with that.
I want answers.
And I’m damn sure going to get them.
“You’re up early.”
Kane walks into the kitchen then rounds the table to go to the fridge. Dressed in a pair of jeans and nothing else, he scratches his head and yawns as he pulls the fridge door open. Grabbing a half gallon of orange juice, he sets it on the table then moves to the cupboards to grab two small glasses.
Only when he sits down at the opposite end of the small, round table facing me does he meet my stare.
Relaxing back in my seat, I answer him. “Couldn’t sleep much. I didn’t expect to stay.”
A dark brow cocks above his eye, his black hair a mess around his head as he pours two glasses of juice then slides one my direction. I catch it with one hand.
