𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄.

"Darian we need to go. if you want to be able to meet JJ before the plane. " Maristella scolds , "we're gonna be late" she continues as he watches her grab suitcases and move things around to her perfection.

Ari walks into the room and clings to her leg. "Mommy I'm tired" she whines while wiping her eyes and sticking her arms out asking to be held silently. Maristella sighs while picking up the small child then turns around to face her husband

"Darian-" she starts but recognizing her tone, he quickly gets out of bed and grabs the suitcases taking them down stairs, and into the car. Maristella continued cleaning and putting things away.

Darian hadn't told Maristella why they were going to Florida and telling her why the day they got there would get him in trouble he was well aware but he was scared. Her Father hadn't kept his part of the deal up and he'd be damned if he let some 60 year old fuck him over, but that meant killing him and how do you tell the love of your life you're gonna kill their dad ?

Mari came outside seeing Darian with his head in his hands as he leaned against the car, giving him a weird look before buckling up an asleep Aria. She softly closed the door before grabbing her husband's shoulder making him face her. "What's got you fucked up ?" She asked fixing her hair he mumbled some type of whine as a response "ok well go get dressed sleepy head" she said kissing his head as he walked away.