Chapter Twelve
Leaving flowers on your grave
To show that I still care
But black roses and hail Mary’s
Can’t bring back what’s taken from me
I reach to the sky
And call out your name
And if I could trade, I would
Sully
I don’t remember much from yesterday. I got plowed after the DA, Agents, and my pop left. I don’t think I said a word. I went to my room and sat on the bed guzzling a bottle of Jack Daniels until I passed out.
It’s just past six a.m. I have showered and brushed my teeth before I kiss Mya on the head as she sleeps sound in my bed. “Mya?” I say softly, and gently stroke her arm until I see her eyes flutter open. “Leaving to the PD. I will text you later.”
She sits up and rubs her eyes. “Why didn’t you wake me? I can go with you.”
I shake my head no. “I want to go alone.”
She looks at me, cocking her head to the side. “You made me promise not to let you push me away, Sam.”
I nod and smile sweetly at her. “I’m not pushing you away. I don’t know what to expect or what shit we will see today, and I don’t want this shit plaguing you, butterfly.”
She places her hand on mine and squeezes. “I hate knowing you’ll be there alone.”
I squeeze her hand back. “My pop will be with me and I trust the guys he has in the PD.”
She nods, biting her lip and I wish I could rewind to that night in DC and let myself fall for her then. I feel like we didn’t have the time to be happy. I am grateful that Kace is no longer alone, fucking thankful. I just know that it will poison our beginning now and I can’t change that. “I’ll be at my studio, so call the main number if I don’t answer my cell,” she says, and gets from the bed to hug me.
“I will, Pet.”
She places her hands on my cheeks and looks at me. “I will be waiting for you, crow. I will havePatronand no time limit. I don’t have classes starting for another month while I choreograph. You come to me after. Promise?”
I smile. “I promise.”
She kisses me sweetly then hugs me close. “I am here for you. Be mad, sad, vengeful…I am here, and I will take it.”
I nod, unable to say anything to that and hold her tight to my chest.
*
Sully
I get to the police department early and take a seat while I wait for Mark, Ben, my dad, and the DA. It is unnerving to know that sack of shit that took my baby is in this building. Within minutes, I am bouncing my knees and grinding my teeth. I can’t sit here or I will go crazy.
“Hey, Trev,” I say to the desk clerk that I have known for about twenty years. “I can’t sit here. I’ll be in my truck. Just have pop call me when he gets here.
“Sure thing, Sam,” he says kindly and shakes my hand. “I am really sorry it ended this way Sam, but at least now we can put her to rest.”
I nod, even though that idea makes me want to puke, I still agree with it.
I get to my truck and see I had left my phone on the dock. The flashing lights on the screen tell me I have messages.
