A/N: NOT EDITED.
Thank you for the response last chapter, it was unbelievable. I read each and every single comment and I even chose a few questions from last chapter to answer, I think it's easier to do it that way... I don't want you guys thinking that I'm not answering your questions so yeah... at the end a few are answered.
Hope you all enjoy :)
Chapter 45.5 – Kieran POV
I couldn’t remember life before I was taken, not very much of it and to be perfectly honest, I think what I could ‘remember’ were more so the two years since I’ve been free and on the run with Carla, Tony, Connor, Dominic, Tera and them telling me their memories. It was hard to sit and think of what was true or not, what I remembered or what I was told.
I also didn’t like thinking about anything that had to do with my life before coming to the island, I loathed closing my eyes and having that fear of being hunted, hurt and eventually captured. In wolf form, it sometimes felt as though all the things that happened to me were done to someone else. Since Oakley had come onto the island, Nyx had been pushing for me to make new memories, sure the old ones haunted me and could paralyze me at times, you can make positive new memories… with Oakley, with other people, you just have to try Kieran, he said.
So here I was. After waking up alone and being disappointed that Oakley wasn’t in the room, I showered leaving the hospital room and going to the room Chelsea had given me waiting until I knew Oakley would be back for her movie night.
I had contemplated not going, deciding that she wouldn’t want me around while she was with Kiley and Tera, then why would she invite you? Why would Tera include you if they didn’t want you to join them? Again Nyx pointed out. I know he wanted to be around his mate, but I just couldn’t work it out for myself, why Oakley or anyone for that matter would want me around them? Didn’t they know how bad I was? In the – in that place, I was always kept alone for those exact reasons.
Oakley though, she didn’t know.
Inside I knew how selfish I was being, wanting her around me when I was no good, only to find out that she’s my mate.
I had to tell her. Even if you tell her she won’t abandon you Kieran, Nyx murmured, but he didn’t know what he was talking about.
I would tell her, that would only be fair.
Only I was selfish. I enjoyed spending time with her, it didn’t matter if we were doing anything, and even just sitting in silence was wonderful. Yet what I really enjoyed was the moments I made her smile, it felt good to know that I was doing that… I liked watching her when she spoke to other people, trying to see if she was any different, in the way she saw me.
There was none. No judgment. Not when she was looking at me, or when she was speaking to anyone else. She wasn’t ashamed to hold my hand in front of her uncle; she didn’t let go or pull away, nothing. In fact, she held on tighter, as if sensing that I would want to pull away.
Heading down to the kitchen for something to drink, I heard speaking, I knew it was Jack, I hadn’t memorized every ones voice or anything but he had a distinctive low tone.
“So Logan is the only one that leaves and comes on the island?” a woman asked. Keeping my head down, hoping they wouldn’t approach me or even speak to me, I sighed when I got my way. Relieved.
“And Logan is Rainy’s sisters?” the woman sitting with Jack asked. McKenna. I remembered her from… last night? Time seemed to be going so much quicker these days. Before Oakley… it felt like time dragged on, each day the same as the other, but now it felt like there just weren’t enough hours to quench the need I had to be around her.
“Yeah, Logan is actually part of a crew, they search for missing or kidnapped children,” Jack said, his words, “Oh... wow… he found his sister?” McKenna asked. I had my back to them, but my ears were listening, his sister wasn’t like me, but I still wanted to know the answer to that.
“Yeah… he searched for her for ten years, never gave up,” Jack answered and my shoulders tensed. The doctors had said I was bad, that my parents thought I ran away, so I wasn’t like Logan’s sister. I was someone that left home, or so my parents thought. So the doctors told me. There’d be no reason for them to come find me or even bother searching.
That was something I remembered though, the moment when I understood that I was bad, that they didn’t want a bad son.
“That’s – that’s – wow,” McKenna had no words, without seeing her face, I would still guess that she had a look of wonder there.
“Yeah, I mean, but that’s family, you know? When someone goes missing for whatever reason you have to look for him or her… you have to get closure any way you can… the pack Logan belonged too, they forbad him from looking for her, but he still did. Formed his crew, and for years they’ve been searching and protecting not just our supernatural kinds but humans as well.”
Drinking my glass of apple juice, I was in a sort of daze, fighting like hell for Jack’s words not to root themselves in my mind because it wasn’t the same. I was bad, why would any look for a boy that was bad and needed to be punished because he couldn’t learn to be right? They wouldn’t. ‘No one is coming to find you,’ white coat said, and white coat never lied.
Just as I was about to dash up to my room, I frozen in my spot moving to the side when Gabriel came down the steps, stopping a few below me he turned around, “Hey, your parents… you should go see them, they’re worried about you,” I looked at him blankly, they cared so much that they weren’t here when I woke up? I wanted to snort but that would be rude.
“Actually…” he said after a moment when I hadn’t said anything, “They were here, but Oakley sort of used her gift on your mother…” my eyes widened, Oakley used her gift on Carla and Tony? Why?
“They tried to hurt her?” I asked my hands shaking at my side, but I was confused when Gabriel shook his head. “No, they tried to touch you when you were unconscious-”
“So she shocked them?” I – but she said I had surgery; I lifted my hand to the spot of my head where my hair had been shaved off. Someone had to touch me to do that, and I had brain surgery surely they touched me then too.
Gabriel shook his head, folding his arms against his chest, “To her it was different. Someone touching you to help you live was okay to Oakley, however, your parents touching you because they heard you held her hand wasn’t okay. In fairness she warned your mother that if she tried she would shock them, but they didn’t listen,” he shrugged.
“She – Oakley,” despite just having drank a full cup of juice my mouth was suddenly dry, “she wouldn’t let them touch me?” she protected me? Defended me? Was she in trouble?
He shook his head, “Nope, said you wouldn’t want them touching you, that you didn’t give them permission,” I nodded again, overwhelmed almost with new information. “If you want to go see them, that’s fine but please take someone with you,” I was about to protest that I didn’t need a babysitter, “Look, we’ve given out warnings that what happened to you will not be accepted, however you never know, some people are just permanently stuck on stupid,” and with that he turned leaving me on the stairs in a state of utter confusion. Oakley had protected me? When I was sleeping… she wouldn’t let anyone touch me?
She shocked Carla and Tony? Why? She could’ve gotten in trouble… why would she – Because she is your friend… your mate… she accepts you Kieran… she might not understand why you don’t want to be touch, but she respects that you have made that clear…
I’m sure Nyx words were meant to make me feel better but I just – this was just more confusing… I never wanted to be touched ever, had said it before and it didn’t matter now, how come this was different?
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Chris POV
The sun was barely out and I was already showered, downstairs making some coffee, a habit I couldn’t shed despite the heat and humidity that were a constant on the island. I rubbed my face roughly, only to hear a deep chuckle behind me, “Did you sleep?” I could hear the humor in my father voice and while I was grateful beyond words that he had given up so much to follow us, not once but twice, I was in no mood.
“Did you think some bad was going to happen?” he asked when I didn’t answer this time with much less humor, “I mean, you know if something – even the smallest thing – had happened Lucy would have called you immediately, or brought Kayla home,” I nodded.
“I couldn’t shut it off… my thoughts… I mean I started thinking about what movies they watched and if something would bring on a flash back for her, then I thought about how others could have said something that would set her off, anything. They went to bed when Ben noticed she was beat, they changed and they put on a movie, Lucy said that Kayla was out in five minutes… the older ones played games quietly up front and after two a.m. I haven’t heard from Lucy,” I mumbled pouring a cup of freshly brewed.
Dad poured his own cup, coming to the table to join me after, “So… you’re disappointed that she had a good time?” my eyes darted to his.
“Of course not, I wanted her to have a nice time-”
“And she did…” he said waiting for me to go on.
Sighing heavily, “Pops, I’m entitled to my worry… I know nothing bad could’ve happened, but that doesn’t mean I can just shut it off-”
“Then how are you supposed to enjoy the good times?”
“And this is a good time?” I asked sarcastically, with a bit too much snap, but he didn’t answer immediately, only stood and poured another cup of coffee.
When he was just about to leave the room, dad came over again, “When Kayla gets home, and tells you about her night, you come let me know if this was one of those good times, Chris,” and with that he left me alone to stew.
After finishing my cup of coffee, Fiona and Quinn were both awake, with their morning cups of milk ready, I changed them into fresh diapers and headed outside sitting them down to drink.
As they drank, I noted that soon, all the kids would be able to venture outside here, not just Kayla and the twins. Their eyes were getting more accustomed to the light after having spent their whole lives in that prison. Kayla’s eyes adjusted and healed when she had her first change, shifting into her wolf earlier than any of the other children. Although, now that we learned she was an Elemental Wolf, it did make sense.
The rest of the morning came and went, waking the kids up, keeping to our schedule, but I kept my eyes on the clock every free moment I could until Rainy came to me. “You okay?” she asked me.
Blinking, “How – how are you so calm?” I whispered despite being alone with her, her smile was there but it didn’t meet her eyes.
“Your parents have the kids occupied, Michelle, Nicole, Quinn and Fiona are down for their naps, lets go sit on the deck...” she replied taking my hand and leading me back there. Instead of finding her own chair, Rainy gave me a light push, then came and sat on my lap. Sighing I held her close, needing that comfort, “You remember when you told me about all the things I would get to experience?” her tone wistful.
I nodded against her, “Kayla is having one of them right now,” she whispered her voice thick, “I mean it’s not the same… because well her sleep over is with Ben, and Lucy is there, but it’s her first one… and she’s having it…” she pulled away, her eyes glassy.
“I’m too old to have those experiences you mentioned-”
I shook my head furiously from side to side, “No it isn’t…” I demanded but I could tell Rainy had already thought about all this, her expression hard and determined.
“It is… but – Kayla is having one of them right now, she’s already missed so much… I’m just so happy – so – so happy, that she isn’t missing anymore… it’ll be hard, like you said, but all I could think was ‘that Kayla has someone like you.’ Ben is older, he cares for her and he’s putting in so much effort to make her at ease, they’ll have their bumpy roads but I don’t think this experience is going to be one of them,” she whispered blinking her tears away.
“Plus it’s like Shavon said… she’s branching out, I don’t want her to be in a self made cage Chris… that’ll just mean that all those that hurt us were winning.” Ten years of that is enough…
I exhaled deeply pulling Rainy against me wanting no space between us, feeling her tense and then relax, I held us in that position just enjoying in having her in my arms. We were parents and mates, but she was nowhere ready for anything more, but this, the closeness she could handle now. Walks at night, and hugs, moments where we were just building our foundation were slowly helping her and us.
“We both know the world is filled with darkness Chris… and unfortunately, the kids know that too, but I refuse to focus on the bad,” my little love said with fierce determination.
Around twelve in the afternoon just as Rainy, Juliet, Mom and Shavon were making lunch for the kids, Lucy and Kayla came from the back onto the deck, sliding the glass door open entering with large smiles on their face.
“Hi papa,” Kayla greeted me first surprisingly, placing the box in her hand on the counter before climbing up on to one of the stools. “I borrowed?” she checked with Lucy, on her wording, turning back to me, “I borrowed this from Chelsea, I saw Bens’ sister playing with her friends so I brought it for me to play with Bailey and Michael,” she said tapping on the box that I still hadn’t focused on. My eyes were solely on her face, her eyes, bright and open, she wasn’t squinting; they weren’t watery because they hurt but she was fighting sleep… the dark bags had lessened. They weren’t completely gone but I could see the difference.
“Have you ever played?” she asked her blue eyes wide and waiting, bringing me back, glancing down I noticed that it was ‘Twister.’ The large red font, the green, yellow, blue and red circles, I eyed her again.
“No… I’ve never played… I guess… you’ll just have to show us…” I said being honest… oddly this wasn’t one of the games Rainy enjoyed in her youth.
“The boy – Kieran – he was the spinner person, and you have to put your hands and feet where it lands,” she said, she didn’t play but she thought it would be fun to play at home, Chelsea let her bring it over, Lucy said over the link.
“Did you have fun?” I tried to ask lightly, looking for signs of discomfort but Kayla didn’t have any I could see. She nodded, “I played with Ben… we played… Connect Four, but it was big, like as tall as me!” she lifted her hand to show me, again the small smile on her lips were in place.
“Oh… did you have dinner?”
“And breakfast?” I added since it was noon.
“Yeah Chelsea made pizza, I had that… one girl made cupcakes and – and coco drops-”
“Coconut drops,” Lucy corrected, but I didn’t know what that was either.
“Yeah, that and popcorn,” Kayla finished.
“No breakfast?” Rainy finally spoke, while I continued making sandwiches.
“No, I just woke up,” Kayla murmured, my eyes flashed over to Lucy, who nodded.
“Oh… did you have trouble sleeping last night?” Shavon asked this time, while I was listening to each and every word Kayla said like it was scripture.
Surprisingly Kayla shook her head, “Can I go show this to Michael and Bailey?” she held the box up. Nodding, I watched her jump down and leave the kitchen, and when she did Lucy answered, “She went to sleep and never woke up once, slept the whole night through, woke up thirty minutes ago… helped clean the theater up, we walked Ben home, and came straight here,” Lucy beamed, leaving the room most likely in search of her mate.
I looked away, down at the sandwich I was making, until I could feel someone’s eyes on me, expecting it to be Rainy I look in the direction only to see it’s Shavon, smirk on her face, one brow raised… I wasn’t going to tell her she was right, but the breath I seemed to be holding, the tension that held my shoulders stiff, when they walked through the backyard finally left me.
Kayla had a good time. This was one of her good times.
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1. Will there be any chapters about angel and her mate and kids in unbroken anytime soon?
Yes.
2. How is possible that there are stories, chapters of stories in this app that have like 10k votes, and a chapter like this, something so beautifully written and explained, from which you can actually learn something about interactions and human psychology does not have those votes? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE?
Uhm... honestly it's about what people like to read, I have a very loyal following... I mean there are names I swear I have memorized (I.e. Booknerd... izabel12... grama... jenelle... lilpeach... sweetzzz... curzon... faith... caligirl... just SO MANY) that have been reading since the beginning when I had just started and the writing was horrible lol. Hopefully as I improve more people we will but I feel like I have to really be true to my characters... I don't want to half A$$ anything... I mean I love to read... and I devour books like it's no ones business, so I guess I'm staying away from all the things that makes a book popular? IDK but I'm glad you and those reading like this story :) I like that I have readers that are following so closely that they're looking for clues about what's coming next. They like the different POV's and I LOVE how the readers I have find what I'm writing true, it's fiction but the emotion is there, and I like that the people I do have reading, see that and Like it. So yeah... THANKS :)
3. Can we have a Pat's POV ??
Hmmm... well... I'll give a EVERYONE this spoiler, Pat does have a POV coming, but it's going to be his last one (in this book), and I swear I can't wait for you guys to read it!! BUT, again, it's about placement, to have the flow I want, it can't be in the next few chapters. Sorry.
4. I am so happy that Oakley isn't threatened by the baby and I think it is important that they talk about it.
I agree.
5. I Like that Grant told Oakley to write her feelings to her dad. I don't think it will be easy for him to read because he will see just how much he let her down. I think he also needs to hear how Ben feels because he thinks everything is fine there.
I agree... again. With Oakley, I'm trying to get this 'right' in my own way, but think of her as that little kid that has one parent, even if that one parent isn't doing a good job, they STILL cling to that parent. Oakley was doing just that, but she's learning that she was doing that, she isn't there yet completely but I hope that as I give you guys more chapters you see that growth :) if only I could type faster lol
5. Were there other scenes besides today in which the wind and air around aunt Julia changed?
YES THERE WERE! :) And pretty much everyone thought it was either Oakley doing it, or that it was Ben, or that it was Rainy, but each time Julia got emotional in the last like four chapters, those were clues... like the most obvious one is that they were at dinner, the drama with Kieran happened, Chelsea and Grant stayed in the kitchen but Julia, Ben and Gabriel went outside.
6. Wait, as a 13 year old, shouldn't she already know that stuff? Why are they trying to get her out of the room?
She's thirteen but why would she want to hear about her uncles junk?
7. Mental torture is worse than physical one.
I'm somewhat on board with this, when the physical is happening yeah, its painful, but when that physical is gone and the mental is there... that sometimes takes LONGER to heal than the physical.
8. I wouldn't care if it was 1,234 pages!!! I will read it!! I love ur stories!
LOVE THE COMMENT, my reaction? 1,234 Pages? really? Geez... I hope not lol.
9. The phantom breeze inside the house is a little creepy.
haha, yeah...
10. I did at first then I started coming up with a bunch of different scenarios, like it was Julia. My mind won't let me settle on the first theory I think of because these books have had so many twists and turns. I love that by the way. It's really hard for me to find books that challenge my imagination like this. What does this mean for the absorption ? Do they have to wait for the baby to be a certain age?
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