Page 6 of Defy
My brother sits back down. His attention focused on me right along with my dad.
"I'm sorry to hear of this, son. My money is at your disposal. Doctors and specialist, whatever you should require we can get," my dad assures me.
Nikolai leans forward in his chair, "I'm your brother, Logan. You could have talked to me,” he says with sincerity.
I sigh and shift my positioning on the couch, "We didn't share with anyone. Too much going on. We didn't want to overshadow all the good happening around us,” I tell them.
"Why don't you go to Bella, tell her about your plans. Things will work out. This I know. I feel it. Just know we are always here for you, Logan. We have plenty of time to continue to become the family we are meant to be," Demetri finishes.
He's right. We are all still trying to navigate being family. Learning to be a father, son, and brother. Nearly an hour later I leave my father and brother's place and head home. Bella should be back by now.
When I pull up in the driveway, she is climbing out of her car. Rolling up beside her, I usher for her to climb on. She doesn't ask why. With a bright smile she climbs on and wraps her arms around my waist, and I take off towards our place.
By the time we arrive, the lake is aglow from the sun dipping in the sky. As always, I help her off and grab the rolled-up blanket from the back of the bike. We walk to our usual spot, spread the cover and sit with her between my legs. We let the quiet and stillness seep into our souls for a short time before I begin to tell her of my plans for the weekend. "I took some time off from work. Mostly the weekend,"
"You could use a break," she responds and pulls my arms around her a little tighter.
"When we get home, I'm going to need you to pack your bag. I'm taking you out of town," I tell her.
"For how long?" she questions.
"Just for the weekend, Angel. My dad has a place in Seattle we can use."
Silence engulfs us once more. I know what she is thinking. What that bastard from Los Demonios did to her happened in Washington. I'm hoping she has healed emotionally enough to return to the state.
She sighs, "I'll be with you, and that’s all that matters."
I kiss the top of her head. We continue to watch the sunset through the trees. Just as the horizon turns from burnt orange to a deep purple, we pack up and hit the road. We ride for another hour until the sky is so black all you see are the stars blanketing the night sky before heading home.
