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Cain didn’t leave my side. I stayed in the hospital for three days, and even Rodberg was with me as often as possible. But I have a feeling it was more for Cain’s protection as well as mine.
I’ve been back at Cain’s apartment, along with Joey and Rodberg, for the last four days, and we’re settling back in after I got the all-clear.
Waking up in the hospital was scary. Everything was a fog, and even though Joey was yelling at Cain, it was like music to my ears.
My people were here, and I wasn’t under a river of water.
Drowning.
Again.
Although I feel like death, and I’m fairly certain I have touched the blackness of the afterlife, it feels good to be with Cain and the others, even though I know trouble is still around the corner.
We all sit in the living room as I cuddle into Cain’s side, and he tenderly kisses the top of my head.
“I’m glad you’re a little more with it, Kaylie. When we returned from the hospital, you were so out of it. I’m glad you seem a bit more like you.” Joey beams, and Rodberg nods.
“Yeah, I don’t know what the fuck I would have done if you had given up, cutie pie. Cain would have been such a bitch to live with if you gave up the ghost,” Rodberg quips, and I smile.
“Well, I thought I was gone, to be honest. I still feel like my body is shaking from the adrenaline overload. I’m not sure I will ever stop having nightmares about it. They’re horrible. And I feel like I keep seeing shadows everywhere I turn. It’s not nice feeling like you’re slowly going insane. I am not sure what all this means now.”
Cain stiffens beside me and lets out a long huff. “You’re not going insane, little dove. You’ve been through trauma. It’s natural to be scared. But as for what all this means now… I’m going to have to talk to you about that.”
Nodding, my body tenses. “I thought you might. I’m still in danger, aren’t I?”
Cain glances at Rodberg and swallows hard, gnawing on his bottom lip without giving me a definitive answer. Tension fills the room when suddenly his cell rings making me jump out of my skin.
Cain leans forward to grab his cell from the coffee table and groans when he looks at the caller ID. “Fuck, I’ve been waiting for this,” he grumbles, showing the display to Rodberg, who instantly tenses, making my stomach sink.
He swipes the cell, then moves some hair behind my ear tenderly in a gesture to try and soothe me.
It doesn’t work.
“Boss,” he answers curtly. “No. I got your message… well and good.” His eyes turn dark, taking on a feral look, which scares me. “Fine! I’ll be there soon.” The tone of his voice tells me everything I need to know—Cain is angry. He ends the call and sits taller while Rodberg clears his throat.
“Cain, who are you going to see? It’s not more of Zorko’s men, is it?” I ask.
“No, little dove, don’t worry. You never have to worry about Zorko’s men, I promise. But I do have to take care of some business. I shouldn’t be too long, but I want you and Joey to go to your parents. Just for a little while. Just until I call you. Donotuse your cell. Do youunderstandme?” he demands, and instantly I know something is wrong.
Maybe it wasn’t Zorko’s men who came after us?
Whatever it is that Cain is about to go off into, I don’t trust it. Not one little bit. So I simply nod, swallowing hard, and let him and Rodberg stand.
Rodberg turns to Joey, leans down, and plants a rushed, hard kiss on her lips. She sits there, eyes wide in shock, kissing him back. Obviously, their ‘relationship’ isn’t about this kind of thing.
I stand in front of Cain, his eyes locked onto mine. “Just remember, Makaylie, that I love you. No matter what. To the ends of the earth.”
My stomach flips, and my heart races faster as I wrap my arms around his neck and hold onto him for dear life. “Why does it feel like you’re telling me goodbye?”
He smiles a dazzling, bright, beautiful smile that almost knocks me off my feet. “I will never say goodbye to you, Makaylie. We willneverbe done. Our souls will always be together. But I promise you I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He leans in, his lips pressing against mine so powerfully, it feels like the Fourth of July firework spectacular is exploding against my lips. I’m not sure why, but I want to kiss him as if it is the last time I’ll see him. I have a bad feeling, so I make the most of this kiss, putting all my energy into it until I can’t breathe.
Then, slowly, he pulls back with a sly smirk and a raised brow. “Kiss me like that, and it’ll make me return to you faster than you know.”
I sigh and swallow hard. “Just make sure you get your ass back here in one piece, or I’ll kill you myself,” I reply, and Cain leans in, pressing his lips to mine briefly again before pulling away and gesturing to Rodberg.
“Okay, let’s do this,” he instructs, and every inch of me shudders with the unknown of what Cain is about to walk into.
“We’re going now?” I ask.
