Page 38 of The Aftermath

Rylan feels the same way. We’ve talked about it. Levi is on the fence. He isn’t happy here, and he wasn’t happy there. I honestly don’t know what the hell to think about him anymore. He’s become distant and not wanting to be around us as much. Maybe it’s just his way of dealing with everything, I don’t know. I miss the guys we used to be, but I love the man I am when I’m with Angel. She softens me in ways I didn’t know I needed. She has my back when shit goes down, and she’s never left my side.

“You’re lost again,” she observes, pulling my attention back to her.

“Sorry.”

“It’s a lot, Silas, but you’re doing great.” Hearing her say that to me brings a smile to my face. Don’t get me wrong, I will still fuck her chained to a wall, but she is good for me.

“Thanks, baby. Let’s go. Rylan wanted us there a while ago,” I tell her. We walk out of the bedroom and down the stairs, heading out the front door. We don’t live far from Ry and Syn. Levi decided on an apartment for Becky and himself in the city. I’m not sure why when he could have had a fucking beachfront like the rest of us, but I suppose that’s his way of healing.

We walk down the block and over to the small diner where we’re supposed to be meeting. When I walk in, I see Levi already here, but not Becky. We walk over and fist-bump before we sit.

“Where’s Becky?”

“She didn’t feel like coming.”

“She okay?” I ask. He nods his head, but I can tell something is wrong. I won’t push him, though. We order some drinks, and Rylan and Syn come walking up.

“You’re late. You bitched me out not to be late,” I taunt as he sits down next to me.

“And I bet you weren’t here on time either,” he snaps at me before we both laugh.

“I have all the time in the world, man.”

“I know that’s right.” The girls excuse themselves to get some alcoholic drinks before the three of us start talking.

“So Hunter thinks we need to do this soon,” Ry states, looking between us.

“I agree,” I say.

“I don’t want to fucking go back there. I’m not saying I don’t want them all dead; I do, but I just don’t want to be back there,” Levi blurts.

“I get it. You don’t really have shit to go back for.”

“Don’t act like I don’t fucking care about the girls, Silas! You know I do, and I’d fucking do anything for them!” he snarls at me.

“Not what I meant, and you know it. Calm the fuck down. What the fuck is your problem?” Levi sighs and runs his hand through his hair.

“Becky’s pregnant.” Ry and I share a look, not understanding what the problem is.

“And?”

“And I’m not sure I want a kid,” he admits, looking up at the two of us. Shit. I never thought about that. Angel and I don’t have that issue, as she can’t have kids. I never really thought about Levi and Becky, though.

“I didn’t even know you two were fucking!” Rylan adds.

“Twice. Fucked twice, and now she’s pregnant.”

“Wait. Why have you only fucked her twice?” I ask, confused a little.

“We aren’t that into each other, Silas. Fuck, we were pushed into a fucking marriage neither of us wanted.” Damn. I didn’t think of it that way.

“Fuck, Levi. I’m sorry, man. What do you want to do?”

“She wants to keep it. I don’t.”

“Fuck,” Ry grumbles.

“You two have to talk it out. Is she willing to take care of it without you?” I ask him. He shrugs.

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