His Queen (18+)

Chapter XXIX

THE CONFRONTATION

Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge?
Who are you to judge?
Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies
Only you to trust, only you

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CHAPTER XXIX

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THE CAR RIDE seemed like something that would've been awkward, but thankfully I had gotten no sleep throughout the day so I ended up sleeping for most of the journey. By the time I had woken up again, we were driving through the familiar streets that I remembered driving through before this whole adventure started.

I couldn't help but think back to that time. How had I been able to manage? Without Pablo, Anna, Daniel being near me? Morgan and Derek, they helped. They helped a lot, but I found it wasn't the same as the family I had been a part of before what had happened had happened. With them, it felt like I wasn't truly among them and in reality, I wasn't. No matter how hard I tried, I would never be among them because I was affiliated with a cartel that wasn't their's in the sense that I had the leader's son. That had completely alienated me, but I still appreciated there help either way.

With Daniel and Pablo, I belonged. Anna wasn't just my friend anymore. She was my sister and Pablo had always been my brother. Even the people I hated somehow found a way to make me miss them. It made me realise that NYC was never truly my home and it never was going to be. And that was okay because it owed me nothing. Nobody here owed my anything. In life, you had to find where you belonged and stay there.

I found where I belonged and it was with my original family back in california. The saying you don't choose family couldn't have been more true.

We drove silently the rest of the journey until we stopped in front of a tall, familiar office building. I couldn't help the way my stomach dropped to my ass once I realised that now was the time. All the information that I had been keeping from Morgan and Derek was going to come to light now.

I couldn't help but hope that no one else was there. Not Gabrielle or Anastasia, the two girls that had given me such a tough time at the beginning of all this when they were getting married. The less people there, the better.

I didn't wait for Daniel to come around and open the door for me even though I knew he probably wanted to. I was too busy worrying about how they were going to take it, but no matter how I delivered the information, I knew none of this was going to end well.

Daniel walked confidently into the office complex as if he had been there multiple times and made his way over to the receptionists desk, but before he could reach him I had called out the floor the couple would be on.

He looked at me, his eyes cold but his gaze not focused on me before he let out an exhausted breath and made his way over to the elevator. I couldn't help but feel bad for him because I knew he had been driving the whole night without a wink of sleep and he was only running on a cup of coffee right now. Despite that, he didn't look like he was missing any sleep at all.

His skin was still fresh, almost glowing, his hair although a little dishevelled still only added to his charm and there was a significant lack of eyebags under his eyes. Maybe his body was already used to running on so little sleep. Was that possible? For the body to factor out something that was otherwise a necessity when it didn't get enough of it?

“Stop staring at me,” he muttered, bringing me back to the present moment and making me realise that I had been staring at him.

I gave him a sad smile and muttered a small, “I'm sorry,” under my breath, but it wasn't in regard to the fight we had had a day ago but more rather to the current predicament we were in. I knew that this also was my fault, but I also knew that I wasn't wrong for the actions that led us up to this point. I didn't regret it, but I understood how it was a burden on him.