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He put on his clothes roughly.
“We don’t have to do anything with the information,” I said, as I slipped on one of their shirts, not wanting him to leave. “I just wanted to give you the option, in case you wanted to see Atlas.”
He grabbed me by the shirt and abruptly pulled me forward as King stood up.
“Boogie…” King said in a warning tone.
“Burn that fucking file and forget about what you saw,” he snarled and pushed me back. “No good will come from them knowing about me.”
I lost my balance and fell on my ass. He grabbed his gator, slipped it over his head and grabbed a jacket before leaving the trailer.
King sighed and reached for me to help me up. I didn’t know what to say, a part of me knew I had fucked that up.
“Boogie doesn’t do well with the past,” he sighed. “I wish you'd come to me first, but we might have gotten the same reaction.”
“I had a feeling this might happen, but I—” I sighed. I knew this was going to happen and I still pushed the issue. “I should have kept my mouth shut and just given him the file.”
King pulled me into his arms, and I leaned my head against his heart.
“Maybe we can talk about it in a few weeks.” King kissed my head.
I shook my head. “I don’t want him to have any more pain. His family was torn apart much like mine, but I thought maybe seeing his brother would?—”
I didn’t know what to say because I didn’t know what I thought it would do.
“I think I was selfishly thinking that maybe we could see our families together,” I sighed. “That sounds stupid.”
I pushed King away to look for my pants and shirt.
“It’s not stupid. Boogie and you went through some fucked up shit being ripped from your families,” he said as he grabbed a pair of sweats and put them on. “You’ve done this all alone and now that you have someone who has gone through what you went through, it's not stupid to want to find comfort in each other, especially going back to your families.”
My lip trembled as I put my bra on and pulled my shirt on.
“Doll.”
“I’m fine,” I snapped, grabbing my shoes to slip them on.
“Ally.” King growled.
“I'm fine,” I snarled, and grabbed my coat.
“You’re not.” He grabbed my upper arm and pulled me back as I tried to run for the door.
I looked away as a wave of emotions hit me.
“It’s ok, not to be ok, you don’t always have to be ok,” he said. He grabbed my face in his large hands and made me look up at him.
His brown eyes were soft with understanding, it was almost jarring since I was used to seeing violence and dominance in them.
“I don’t know what you’regoingthrough and I can’t give you the understanding that he can, but I can still be here for you.” He leaned his forehead against mine. “I can be the rock you lean on when life gets too hard, but you have to let me try or give me the opportunity. I can’t be what you or Boogie need if you shut me out.”
I relaxed in his embrace.
“We forget that we don’t walk alone in our darkness,” I whispered.
“I’ll never leave you alone in your darkness,” he said against my lips. “I will stand by you until you are ready for the light and even if you aren’t, I thrive in the darkness, Doll. I was made in the shadows, and I will protect you anywhere.”
I crushed my lips against his wishing I didn’t have a past that constantly ruined my future.
