BOUND TO HIM (Book II: Captured series)

21. Elle

"Let's go inside, you're shivering"

Logan's arms move from my waist up around my shoulders in an attempt to warm me. I nod at him, my nostrils filled with the metallic smell of blood. We barely make it to the door, when Josh rushes towards us. He scans the garage behind and runs a hand though his hair.

I offer him an apologetic smile. I'd tell Logan was pissed with the man but he did a good job at concealing it.

"My office. Later." Was all he gritted out as he guided me back inside. He was quiet, his body felt stiff against me and I knew part of it was because of the truth he has to tell me.

My own body built a strange level of anxiousness, I never truly understood my mother's death. They told me it was an accident but there was just something about it that didn't fit well in my chest. At the time I had brushed it away, given my age and the fact that Vic needed me to stay strong. As we grew up, the constant nag to find out the truth had somehow disappeared and I only had myself to blame.

But this is my chance. The only problem? It revolves around the man I love.

I sit down on the couch in the living room, while he settles on the coffee table in front of me. I was scared of what he held in store for me yet I had this hope inside that we'll get past it.

"Do you remember meeting me when we were kids?" His question causes a frown on my face. I shake my head and a small smile formed on his lips. Why do I not remember?

"Were we friends?" I ask him out of curiosity.

"Not really, the first time I met you was when we had stopped by your house to give our condolences, right after my father killed your mother" He added quietly. Although my eyes widened, I had suspected it to be Brandon McKenzie's doing.

"So it wasn't an accident? Did she suffer?" Were my next questions. In the back of my head there was a throb that came from the facts he was telling me, my hands felt itchy and sweaty.

"It was a car crash for sure, but a planned one. She died instantly" He was quick to reply. The last bit of information being the only thing that made this a bit easy. Passing away while knowing you're so close to death is painful to even imagine. My mother was a good woman, she loved her kids and husband unconditionally. She deserved better.

"She passed before she could even register what had happened" Logan repeated, trying to get my attention.

"Doesn't mean I have to ignore the fact that it was wrong and unfair. Do you have the slightest idea of what it was like to grow up without a mother?" I was crying and as much as I wanted to not get mad at him, I just couldn't help myself.

"I'm sorry" Was all he said, his expression pained. He was just as torn but it didn't matter. At least not for now.

"You should've told me, you owed me that much" Came a sob as I pulled away from him. He let go immediately, giving me space.

"I should have, but I was being too selfish. I'm sorry Elle. How do I make it up to you?" His eyes were pleading, his apology genuine enough to split my heart into two. Despite the promise I made earlier my head urged me to run away, tell him I never wanted to see him or his family ever again. But I don't think my brain understands he is the air I breathed and I couldn't possibly survive a day away from him again.

"I don't know" I whispered back.

Logan let's out a sigh, leaning back. I watch quietly through blurry eyes, the muscles in his thighs straining against his dress-pants as he pushes himself to his feet. My heart drops thinking that he's going to leave me here but I can't find my voice to say anything.