Page 59 of Liam

I close my eyes, tilt my head to the side, and try to hide how fucking angry I am. I had a brother that I never knew about. I let out a deep breath, trying to relax my body so I don’t look so mean. “I’m Liam, nice to meet you.” I stick my hand out, and he looks at it; then he slowly lifts his hand and shakes mine. I smile widely. “I just found out, Caiden, that I’m your brother and I came here for you.”

His eyes widen, and he stares at me like I just told him the sky was black. “We have the same eyes.”

I nod. “Yes, we do, we look a lot alike.”

He moves a little closer, looking at me more intently.

“How come I never saw you before?” he asks, and I notice that his body isn’t shaking as hard.

I sit down on the floor. “I never knew about you until an hour ago, and once I found out I came straight here to take you away from this place and this life.”

“Take me where?” he whispers. He looks down at his hands, breaking my heart.

“My home, you will have your own bed, toys, you can go to school and you can be a kid. You will never have to worry about being hungry again.”

He looks up at me, and his eyes are filled with tears. He blinks and they fall down his face. “You won’t hit me?”

FUCK.

I grit my teeth, trying to stop myself from punching the wall. I hate that the fucker died that night. I wish I he were still here so I could torture him over and over.

“I will never hit or hurt you in any way, nor will I let someone else hurt you. Never again,” I tell him. He watches me, and it’s like he is making sure that I am being truthful.

He slowly nods, and I hold out my hand. He puts his hand in mine, and I stand up and pull him with me gently. I turn around and see my brothers standing at my back, watching everything going down. “Caiden, these are your uncles,” I tell him quickly so he is not scared.

He looks at all of them but moves closer to my side. I tighten my hand around his, and I lead him out of the room. We walk through the house with people watching us leave.

“Don’t get too comfortable,” Kyle tells them and I grin. He had the exact same thought I did. This place needs to be burned to the ground. Caiden was hiding in a closet; he had to have been absolutely terrified. She left him here, and she knew she probably wouldn’t come back.

After stepping outside the house, I take him straight to my bike. “I am going to put you on in front of me.” He looks at the bike, and I take that moment to get a really good look at him now that we’re in the sunlight.

He looks just like me. We have the same hair and eye color, and our facial features are a lot alike. He is way too skinny; he has not had it easy. I hate this so fucking much. I hate that he had this kind of life when I could have given him something so much different.

I take out my phone and call Paisley, and she answers almost instantly. “You have him?”

“Yeah Baby, can you bring the basics for him?” I ask her. I want to get to our house and just let him get used to me and Paisley. “You don’t mind him living with us?”

“Fuck no, I want him to live with us so I can spoil him and make sure he has a good life.”

That’s my woman.

I climb on my bike and help him on in front of me. I take out a small leather jacket that’s Paisley’s, and I wrap it around him so he doesn't get cold. “Ready?”

He nods and I start the bike.

Then we head home.

21

Paisley

I hate that she wasn’t lying and there was a little boy. I have spent the last hour getting everything I possibly can. I got Kayla to help me because my little brother is around his age. I called Liam a few minutes ago, and he told me that Braelyn offered to take him in but Liam wanted to be the one to take care of him.

He also wanted to make sure that I was okay with it, and I am. The idea of adopting a kid has been on my mind a lot lately. I pull up in front of the house, the gate shutting behind me, and I let out a deep breath. My eyes close because this is a big deal, and I want everything to go perfectly. I reach over into the passenger seat and grab the bags. I got a couple of days’ worth of clothes, including underwear and pajamas.

I step out of the car and walk up to the front porch. The door opens the moment I touch the doorknob. Liam is standing in the entrance, and he takes the bags from me. I barely notice. I just look at his face, making sure that he is okay. “You okay?” I whisper and he nods, smiling slightly, and I can tell instantly that he has been affected by all this. He steps back and I take my shoes off, tossing them by the door.

“Where is he?” I say softly. I don’t want him to be scared.

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