And Always.

Chapter 10

(One Last Breath By Creed)

Harley's Pov

TW - Fighting/Panic Attack

"You could've been seen, Ace. What is wrong with you?" Jessie screamed, as we walked through the house. The boys trailed slowly behind us, Blaze greeted us at the door, and sat with the boys.

"I didn't think-"

"No! You don't ever fucking think!" He screamed, getting up into my face. I could see Opal come down the top of the steps, along with Kevin slowly behind him, and then my mother.

One thing I hated about getting an air bnb all together when Opal was down, was this reason. Everyone was trapped in a house together.

"This is why we made you leave him! Because you never fucking think about how your actions could break your band!" He was so close to me, I could feel his breath fan across my face.

"Jessie-" Opal said, walking down the stairs.

"Shut the fuck up Mom." He turned to look at her, and then turned back to face me.

"Your such a fucking bitch, and i've been stuck with your whining and complaining for 3 fucking years because my dad needs you. You're a terrible person, and you don't deserve anything good that will ever come your way!" His words stabbed me like knives, and I felt an arm rest on my shoulders.

"That man doesn't love you, Ace! You don't even fucking exist to him anymore, so just stop! If he loved you, he wouldn't have let you go so easily." You could hear a pin drop. He was right.

"Don't tell me you believe him!" Yomar yelled in disbelief, looking at me.

"It's true! If he loved you as much as you think, he would've fought for you, Ace." Jessie's words stabbed me in the heart, where I was already bleeding out.

"Shut the fuck up!" Yomar stepped in front of me, as my hands dropped to my sides. I could feel my palms start to sweat as my feet stayed glued in one place.

I feel like I'm drowning. I took a couple steps back, putting my hand on my heart. My heart sped up, and my hands started to shake. My steps stumbled, and I stumbled into Dlo, who's arms wrapped around me, and held me up.

"Or what? Your gonna call up Harper and tell her to not fucking touch you ever again? Shit move." Jessie's voice boomed in my head.

"Boys! Stop it!" Opal screamed, getting in between the two.

"Stay out of this Mom!" Jessie screamed in his mothers face and I could feel my knees starting to give out.

"Abu, grab water." I'm six feet from a cliff, and I think I'm about to fall off, and not one single person will be here to catch me.

"Look at what you fucking did! You never know when to stop!" Yomar screamed at Jessie, and I felt my legs hit the floor.

I saw Nick tonight. I fucking saw Nicholas Armstrong, and he was an arms reach away me. I almost got to touch him. He was right there in front of me. That's all that kept replaying in my head.

Never in five years did I ever prepare for this moment. You would think I would be so happy, so excited. No. I was fucking terrified.

"Ace?" Dlo held the glass of water up to me, as my breathing labored, and I looked down at the tattoos on my arms.

The Flame that represents that he was the fire to my ice.

"Ace?" Dlo asked again, and I was just scared.

The doves that I got because it represents peace, and good fortune.

"Ace?" And again.

The next set of flames on my arm.

"Breathe, Ace."

The and always tattoo on my ring finger.

"Shut the fuck up! All of you!" Dlo screamed, picking me up off of my floor, and rushing upstairs with me. Blaze followed, sprinting with him down the hallway.

The N on my neck.

"Harley, I need you to answer me."

Everything was numb. My mind was numb, my lips were numb from crying, my eyes were numb from crying so much, my body was numb from craving his touch.

"You have 5 seconds to fucking answer me Harley Ace Willows!" Dlo panicked, and I just sat there.

Everything hurts. Everything hurts so much.

"That's it." Dlo picked me up once again, sitting me in the shower, and then turning the shower on.

"Everything hurts. I can't pretend that I'm not drowning anymore. " I cried out, feeling the cold water hit my face, letting me breathe. The mascara was running down my chest, and my outfit was soaking wet.

Dlo sat down on the floor next to me, pulling me close, and holding me as the water now fell on both of us.

"I know, Harls." The nickname burned into my soul.

"I just want my dad back!" I screamed as Dlo held me, and I cried.

"I know, Harls." He held me until I was too numb to cry anymore.

"It hurts. I want it to stop." I pulled on his shirt, bringing it to my face.

"I know, I know." His fingers ran through my hair.

"I want him back, so bad. But I never prepared myself to see him again, not like that."

"I know, and I tried to hide you from it, and I would've left with you if I knew that's how it was going to go down."

"Do not blame this on you. It's not your fault."

His arms locked tighter around me, and I felt myself finally tip off of the cliff I was standing six feet from.

"It's all my fault, Dlo."

"It's not all your fault." I sat up and looked at D'Angelo.

The brother that would be serious if he needed to be. The one that held me together like glue. Believe me, all of these boys held me together like glue, but Dlo, he was my super glue.

He was the closest to me in age, we used to work together, and I've known him the longest. Dlo and I have been friends for almost 20 years. He's stayed by my side, through thick and thin.

And when shit got rough, he only ever got more protective of me. He was the brother my mother never gave me. They all were, and I would forever be so grateful for these three boys for holding my safety net at the bottom of the cliff.

"Harley." Yomar and Abu ran in the bathroom, both out of breath. They looked at the predicament we were currently in. Yomar sat on the other side of me, while Abu sat on the outside, putting his arm on my knee.

"I love you guys. So fucking much." I closed my eyes, and laid my head back on the wall of the shower.

"You know we love you, Harley, and we are always here."

Never in my life did i ever think i would be subjected to not have my own freedom. But these boys dived right off of the cliff with me, because if i was going down, all three of them were willing to come with me.

So as i sit here, in the shower, fully clothed, with all three of my brothers from other mothers, i couldn't feel more happy. It didn't matter if i was away from Nick, it didn't matter if i was sad, or if Kevin was being god awfully controlling, I had my boys to hold me up.

I always had my boys.

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