They cameforme.
…This time someone came back.
Awareness hits me like a solid punch to the gut.
Not just one of them, but all of them.
I hadn’t needed to run like I’ve done so many times before. I could’ve found someone because I have someones—plural, who care. Who would have listened. I’m not alone anymore.
That lone thought liberating.
My throat clogs.
“What do you want to know?” I ask, looking down at our still entwined hands. My gaze stays locked on Finn’s iron hold as I blink away the moisture pooling on my lower lash line. That feeling far too familiar as of late.
His thumb strokes my knuckle. “Everything.”
“I don’t know where to start,” I admit honestly.
Eli’s hand falls, landing on top of ours. “The beginning is a great place.”
A single tear falls, freely running down my cheek. The added touch overwhelming. It’s one of solidarity, of support.
The air sticks to my lungs but somehow, I manage a nod. Yes, I say. Their resilience gives me strength.
“This might take a while.” Voice as rough as sandpaper.
“We have nothing but time,” Abram says, almost sounding bemused.
My heart skitters, ribs beating unnaturally strong.
“Okay,” I breathe out.
Shifting, I angle my hips so that I can look at all three of them. Staring them down on equal fronts.
Opening my mouth, I begin to share my story. Shedding the truth of my early childhood and what it’d been like growing up with my mom to now.
They listen, same as they promised. Letting me ramble on for hours. Each new memory released out into the world. Shedding one for another. Like a butterfly does its chrysalis.
I tell them everything. The weight of it all no longer my own to carry.
Just like they asked. Just like I hadn’t realized I needed.
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Cole
Iguessallthreeof us had the same thought.
My fingers run along the smooth edge of the wooden bat. Not at all surprised, they had the same idea.
It’s late or early depending on your prerogative. Not that, that matters. Time blurring together in one continuous loop for a while now.
Rory is safe and that’s all that matters.
My hope is that she’s resting at the hotel she’s at with Abram. Getting more than the hour—two tops, I’d gotten on my separate trip out.
I had been serious when I told them I’m coming. Nothing could stop me,nothing.I owed Rory that much even if none of the others cared if I showed.