The Worthwhile Future (Sequel to The Worthwhile Affair) BVB fanfiction

Chapter 13

The ride back to my apartment was a silent one. Derek had a broken arm. Anna had a very long conversation with the nurses and the police showed up and a report was filed. I knew Anna would fill me in on the details later so I didn't bother bringing it up. If I needed to know, she'd let me know. However with the facts presented in front of me I didn't really need anything clarified. Greg had something to do with Derek's broken arm. I wasn't stupid. I knew it from the look in that boy's eyes.

I pulled up and parked the car. I wasn't expecting an invite up but I had a feeling Anna had something she wanted to say. We all got out of the car and as expected she gave Derek a kiss on his forehead and sent him upstairs to bed promising to be behind him shortly.

"Come here." I opened my arms to her. She came to me and wrapped her arms tightly around my chest.

"I am so sorry Andy." She whimpered softly.

"For what?" I petted her hair.

"Tonight. This wasn't how I wanted this to end."

"I admire you. You dropped what you were doing to go to your child. You're a great mother and your children come first. Don't apologize for that. I feel honored that Alanna has you for a mother."  I had to stop myself. I felt like I was just going to keep rambling.

"I am glad you view it like that." She smiled up at me.

"How could I not?" I pressed my lips onto her temple.

She snuggled back into my arms and just stayed there. I was more than willing to hold her for as long as she needed me to.

"Do you mean what you said?" She whispered.

"It depends what I said." I laughed.

"That you loved me back then."

She stepped back and looked up into my eyes. I did love her then. I loved her so much that I felt like half of me had been torn away. She was the breath of fresh air that I needed every morning to keep me strong. I had nightmares for months after we parted ways. Nightmares of bad things happening to her because she and I weren't together I couldn't prevent or nightmares of her dancing on stage at the Paramount. I remembered having those nightmares before. I think I mentioned them to you before; the ones where I could almost touch her but I was invisible; like I wasn't real to her. I guess it was because that was how I felt about her.

I ran my hand across her cheek and tilted her face up towards me. I wanted her to hear my words loud and clear. I brought my lips down and tasted her lips. She sighed as I pulled myself away. I ran my nose along her affectionately.

"If you don't know how I felt for you then and how I still feel about your now then I am not doing a good enough job."

She swallowed hard. She may have tried to conceal her emotions but I saw everything I needed to see in her eyes. She was not only in love with me but was terrified of it as well. I knew better than to go too deep into this conversation right now. She had been through a hell of a day and I didn't want to put more on her plate than there already was.