“For what?” I asked her, having no fucking clue what she was thanking me for.
“For helping me forget all the bad shit in the world.”
When she said that, it fucking gutted me. I wanted to cradle her in my arms and never let her go. The truth was, I didn’t know how many horrific things that were passing through her mind because she hadn’t told me. It could have been because I didn’t ask her. Yet, if I was being honest, even if I did, she probably wouldn’t have told me. Ray wasn’t one to slice her heart open and let the contents bleed out for everyone to see. She was more of a grin and bear it type of person. At least, she used to be.
“Thank you for being here with me,” I voiced simply, my throat cracking. If I wasn’t anything else, I tried to be truthful with everyone around me. My theory was, they could like me or hate me, but at least it would be the true person they formed their feelings about.
“Any time, Logan,” she whispered.
“Boss, is it okay if we skip out?”
“As long as you promise to take good care of my nurse, then tires to the asphalt, brother,” Ghoul reassured me, taking the last shot with Ray.