SUMMER'S RAIN

CHAPTER 38

CHAPTER 38

I wake to light shining through the bedroom windows. Laying here I think about Case and how much I miss him. Knowing he has to be scared to death and looking everywhere for me. I feel guilty about blocking him and everyone else out, but I know I have no other choice. I want to keep them safe. Plus I know if him Summer and Harris or any of the others knew what was going on they would be here now. There is no way they would let me do what I have to do to save my parents, and I will save them, even if I have to give up my own life for theirs I will.

I thought about Dominick and how glad I am he is here helping me. I also admit to myself how attracted I am to him and not just because of his looks but because of the type of person he is. I feel guilty for having feelings for another guy, but it’s not like I can stop how I feel. I wanted to kiss him last night. I’m pretty sure he wanted to kiss me as well. Pulling away from him had been one of the hardest things I've ever done. The only thing that stopped me from grabbing him by the hair of his head and dragging his lips to mine had been my feelings for Case and how my actions would hurt him. If I truly loved Case would I want to kiss another guy?  Ugh I am so fucking confused right now.

Feeling guilty I crawl out of bed and go through my mother’s closet finding some comfortable clothes to wear what I decide on consist of a pair of yoga pants and a pull over black shirt I head to the shower to get ready for a busy day with my clothes in hand. Taking one of the new toothbrushes from a drawer, I brush my teeth then dry my hair and pull it into a ponytail. After getting dressed I go to find Dominick. He’s in the kitchen standing over the stove frying bacon. His black hair tied back. I have never seen him with it hanging down. I would love to untie it and watch all that thick black main fall to his shoulders and around his face. My God he truly is a sight to behold. He is beautiful in every way. My stomach gives a flip with butterflies as I gaze at him.

“Morning Princess” he says, looking at me.

“You cook too?"

“I can do a lot of things and I’m really good at all of them” he says smiling while he laid some of the beacon on a paper towel.

I bet you can. I thought then got mad at myself for the thought. Walking over I stand beside Dominick pick up a piece of bacon and bite into it. “You’re good Dom.”

He laughs. “You know…nobody's ever called me that before. I've been called a bunch of other names none of them nice. However, You’re the first person to ever refer to me by a nickname. Lucky for you I sort of like you so I'll let you get by with it.”

“I'm so lucky. Don’t have many friends then do you Dom?” I question returning his smile, loving the easy camaraderie we always seem to fall into.

“I don’t have any friends.”

I see in his eyes he is telling me the truth. Not wanting things to turn serious I reply “You think that might have something to do with you being a freaking giant and that whole bad-ass intimidation thing you have going on?" That brought that awesome smile back to his face I love to see.

“Now that you mention it that could have a little to do with it. Why is it that I don't seem to intimidate you?” 

“Because I'm pretty much a bad ass myself Dom haven’t you figured that out yet?” I reply smiling to him as I take another piece of bacon and put it in my mouth.

“Well, miss bad ass. Why don't you set the table and let’s sit down and eat? We have a long day ahead of us.”

“Sure thing Dom " I state, and start laughing as I see him rolling his eyes at me. Picking up the bacon, I take it to the table set some plates out while he brings over the eggs he has cooked along with toast. I grab the milk and jelly from the fridge. We sit down and eat. We talk and laugh through the whole meal, making breakfast take a lot longer than it should have. We clean up then Dominick excused himself to take a shower. I wander around the house while he is in the shower looking at pictures of my parents and my brothers. That’s when it hits me. The demons had said, they had my parents never did they mention my brothers.  How could I have forgotten about my brothers? Where are they? Did the demons have them? Are they dead? Had the demons killed them? I’m in a panic by the time Dominick comes back to the living room. He knows something is wrong, as soon as he sees me.

“What’s wrong?”

“I forgot about my brothers. How could I forget about my brothers?” I asked with tears running down my face. I sit down on the couch.

“What are you talking about Lana?”

“I forgot about my fucking brothers. I don’t know if the demons have them, or if they killed them. How could I forget about my brothers Dominick?” Dominick bends down on his knees in front of me.

“Lana honey stop crying. Its ok you haven’t done anything wrong. When the demons told you, they had your mom and dad your first instinct was to save them. You blocked everything else out of your mind other than getting your parents back. You’ve never given yourself time to think about anything else. Anyone would have done the same thing. You said the demon never mentioned your brothers maybe they don’t know about them. Could your brothers be spending time with relatives or friends?”

Wiping tears from my eyes I said, “Maybe, they use to go skiing with friends. Do you think there could be a chance of that?”

“Yeah I do. We need to find out if there with friends. If they're not, then we will find them, I promise you that.”

Dominick had put his hands on my knees while he had been talking to me. I put my hands over top of his. He always seems to have a way of making me believe everything is going to be ok. “Thanks for helping me.” I don’t know what else to say to him. He is putting his life on the line to help me and all I can do is say thank you. It takes us a couple of hours, before we find out that my brothers had gone skiing with their friends, they are safe. With that worry off of me, I’m ready to get back to work.

I blink us to the address the demon had given me the night before. It’s another abandoned ware house. “What’s the deal with demons and freaking warehouses?" I say out loud. Seeing Dominick looking at me, I wave my hand at him. “Forget it, I’m thinking out loud.” He smiles then asked if I was ready. “Let’s get going, we need to find out everything we can before tomorrow”. By the time we return to my parents’ house six hours had gone by. We found my parents. They are in really bad shape, but they are alive.

Dominick had to stop me from going in after them then and there. He finally convinced me if I went in there now I would get my parents killed and myself right along with them. So with our plan made now all we can do is wait.

Sitting on the couch, I pick up the T.V remote and hit the power button and flip through the channels stopping when I come to an old episode of happy days. I can feel Dominick’s eyes on me. “What?” I asked not looking at him.

“Isn’t Happy Days a little before your time?” I hear laughter in his voice.

"Yeah so what’s your point Dom?”

He laughs “You know I've about had it with the Dom thing.”

“It's hard to believe you don't have more friends Dom with you being so nice and all.” I start laughing at the look on his face.

“That's it, I’ve had it with you thinking you can get by with calling me Dom” he replies with a smile on his face right before he and grabs me before I can move. He starts tickling me. That is one thing I can't handle. I’m way too ticklish. I start screaming and fall across his legs yelling “stop Dom!” that just makes him laugh and tickle me more. I scream and laugh as I struggle to get away. Somehow, I end up in the floor with him on top of me. “Please stop I can't take anymore I scream. You win I swear I'll never call you Dom again.” He stops at my words. Catching my breath, I gaze up at him smiling.

“Don't stop Lana” he says. He must have seen confusion in my face because he starts explaining.

"Don't stop calling me Dom the way you act around me. Like I'm as good as you are. That’s something I've never experienced before around anybody. When I'm with you, I feel whole. You make me laugh, want to play. You make me want to be better.”

That really takes me by surprise. How in the hell can someone like him that is perfect in every way possibly think so lowly of themselves?