Letters and Murmurs

Chapter Sixty-Two: House Warming

"Logan we want you to go back home for a little while. Your grandparents are rather ill on your mother's side and they are requesting to see you. Ryleigh said she would go with you if you'd like we are going to go with you. Jack has agreed to go if you want," Mom spoke as I stared at her.

It was like I was being spoken to in a foreign language. I blinked a few times before nodding my head. I pointed upstairs toward my room and was. I was given permission. I went upstairs and cleaned up my room and then got a bag out. I began to pack little things that were in my room that would like to take with me. Things that I would like to show the woman then I remembered she didn't want to take me in after my mom died.

I packed a bag for Jack's that night and then went downstairs with my bag. I dropped it off at the door as Zack and Ryleigh appeared from the living room. Zack had his arm wrapped around Ry and I couldn't help but smile at how cute they were together. Zack really did complete Ry and I was truly happy she had that person. Ry brought this different person out in Zack and Zack grounded Ry.

"You heading to Jack's?" I heard Alex ask and I nodded my head.

"Would you like a ride?" Lisa asked me from behind as I shrugged.

I finally made the decision to climb up into their car and accept the offer. Alex dropped me off and got out of the car with me. I looked at him as he pulled out his wallet and handed me a condom. I looked at Alex as he handed me the silver packet, I smacked it back into his chest.

Little did Alex know how much I would have needed the condom. I looked at Jack as he was catching his breath after sex. I was out of breath too as he got up leaning up over me. I leaned up to kiss his lips softly. He was panting and I smiled as I put my hand on his chest and then began to trace my finger on his tattoo.

"Do you want kids? Like did the last time change your mind?" Jack asked me quietly as I groaned.

"Please tell me we are not having this conversation," I giggled at the same time as Jack looked at me with a knowing smile.

"Yes it has changed," I sighed and Jack looked down at my breasts.

I smacked upside the head as I got up off his bed and grabbed his shirt and threw him his boxers. He looked at me as I got up and went into his kitchen to grab a bottle of wine. I went to his fridge to find the bottle opener as Jack came over and wrapped his arms around me spinning us around.

"Hey, hey don't go ruining all that hard work I just put in," Jack said and kissed my forehead.

"Jack it doesn't exactly happen that fast I will be fine. It's just one class and I mean I figured you'd want one too," I found two glasses and shook them in front of his face as he gave me a smile.

"Okay but just one glass," Jack and I agreed.

One glass though soon turned into 3 glasses and me giggling. I found myself sitting in Jack's lap with my arms on either side of his shoulders. I couldn't wipe the stupid smile I had on my face.

"I'd say you look like your mom but I never have seen a picture," Jack said trying to be romantic.

"I looked like my grandfather on my mom's side. You'll meet him and understand my life a little better then," I got quiet as I said that statement.

Jack brushed some falling hair out of my face as I kept my smile there. Jack leaned in to kiss me as our noses touched I shut my eyes tightly and began to spin my fingers in the little hair at the back of his neck. Jack looked at me with soft eyes and the kiss deepened.

It felt like my nights anymore I was having sex with Jack or drinking to escape this world. The day came though was everyone loaded up in various cars and hit the road. We headed in toward the place were Ryleigh and I grew up. It had been years since I had seen either of my grandparents. I wasn't even sure I could call them that anymore.

"You okay Lo?" Rian asked as he flipped his review mirror to see my tired body leaning against Jack.

I nodded my head and kept one of Jack's earbuds in my ear while he kept the other in his. Alex was on the other side of me while Lisa rode with my new parents. It was a hot mess who was going to ride with who. It was quickly solved though.

As we pulled up to the small house on the corner of 10th and D street. I took a few deep breaths. I took out Jack's earbud and handed it to him. Alex patted my shoulder a few times. There were multiple cars parked on the side of the street and driveway. Only a few blocks away from the cemetery. Alex got out of the car first then offered me a hand as I got out. I walked toward my mom and dad.

"No matter what Logan Blake remember we love you and it's okay."

I just nodded my head and listened to dad repeat that he loved me as he pulled me into a hug. He kissed my head and rubbed my back. I think everyone expected this day to be much harder on me than it was turning out to be. I walked up toward the door with Jack and my family. I mean everyone followed but slowly behind.

"Hello," my grandma answer and I removed my sunglass trying to find my voice.

"Um, hello Mariam. I don't know if you remember me or not but I'm-" I was cut off.

"Logan Blake Adams, it has been far too long my dear!" My grandma wrapped me in a tight hug and it brought back all the memories of being a child and being here.

She invited us into the house. I walked in and took my shoes off along with everyone else. She told me to show them my old room before I was no longer staying with them. I walked down the hallway and up the stairs to my old room. It was still decorated with all the Winnie the Pooh stickers I had from when I was a child. My wall that had mine and my grandpa's handprints on it. The little markings against the door frame marking my height growth up until I was removed from the house.

"Wow you were always short," Rian remarked as I flipped him off.

It felt wrong being in her as an adult. I went over to my bed and pulled my knees to my chest and grabbed my pillow hugging it close to my chest. I couldn't help but let the scent of my mom fill my nose as I felt the memories flood back into my vision, I forced my mind to push them away. I was here today to do a job. I couldn't let those memories flood my mission.

Sometimes it's not the flood that is scary, it's the storm. Only casualties are lost in storms.