Capturing Them

Chapter Eighty Three

Chapter Eighty Three
Axel

As a family and team lead, I've always felt that I was the one that had to make sure my brother's got the help that they needed. Raven needed to go into anger management for a little while there and I made sure it happened. Marc started showing signs of OCD because of his past, so I got him into therapy. Corey struggled to figure out his sexuality so I pointed him in the right direction to seek guidance. With Brandon, I had a feeling, one in my gut that would never go away. I tried to get him some help, but he refused. Now, I wish I had tried harder.

But if there is one thing I have learnt over the years is that you can't help someone that doesn't want it. Brandon had thought he was dealing with it, maybe he had been in his own way, but it hadn't been enough. Spending the night with Sang, sleeping, must have triggered something in him. It's been hard seeing him the way he has been the last few days, and I actually had started to blame myself when I saw the emotional mess he was in before going to the school to get Sang. I couldn't let him torture himself waiting for her school day to end. Whatever he had to say to her just could not wait.

Now, I sit on Sang's couch, glaring at the floor as I listen to Brandon tell his story. I had always had a feeling it was more than a few fists and spanks to his ass. Once I had tried to ask him and he shut me down. I didn't see him for five days and when he returned that's when he begged me to just drop it. So, I did and now that might be my biggest regret.

I shouldn't have just dropped it. I should have pushed harder, begged and pleaded with him to talk to me, or to someone.

My eyes go to Sang. That beautiful strong girl. This is all because of her. How much longer would he have kept this secret to himself, ashamed to have told us, if we hadn't met her? Because of her, he found his voice and spoke out about the abuse he went through, that no person should have been a victim off.

Her green eyes meet mine and all I can do is look at her, full of awe. This girl...she has no idea what she's done, what she's going to continue to do. We all have a past, we're all broken and tainted in our own way, and I strongly believe that she is going to be strong enough to hold all our shattered and fragmented pieces together. My heart swells in my chest and my stomach dips in the best way as I slowly start to realise that she is it. She is the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with. I don't even care that I'm going to have to share her affection, her body, her love, her heart. As long as she loves me the way I'm falling in love with her, I'll be a man walking on cloud nine for the rest of eternity.

Just love me, baby, and I promise I'll walk over hot coals for the rest of my life to make you happy.

xXx

My phone ringing has me dropping the slice of pizza to my plate and fishing it out of my pocket. When I see Blake's name on the screen, I excuse myself and go outside the back door and down the porch steps. "Coalter," I answered.

"She's in rehab," he says. "I just wanted to let you know. She also told me that the drug she was taking was the JH-14."

"Yeah, we figured that out. Did she tell you how she got hold of it?"

"Nope. But I have a few ideas who it could be. I have a friend that's going to look into it for me. This shit is lethal and Kayli isn't the first person to go into rehab because of it."

I narrow my eyes up to the sky, thinking, processing. "Easily addictive," I murmur.

"Yes, that's what her doctor said. Apparently it's like the date rape drug, heroin and meth all turned into one. I have a friend in a lab that I'm going to take some to in hope's we can actually narrow it down," he sighs down the phone. "Most people get addicted to the high itself, but no, I think this is different."