33. Why?

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                                                                         B R Y A N

"James. It's time to go." 

I know that damn voice! Why is he here? Turning towards the voice I have felt comfort in over the years, praying I am hearing things. "What the actual fuck?!" This does not make one bit of fucking sense!

"Shit!" You bet your ass you're in deep shit for this. Fucker!

"What the hell are you doing here Mitch?" Turning to Mike, but I cannot get a read off of him except the murderous glare he gives Mitch.

"You're not supposed to be here." Well, no shit! Neither are you, am I missing something here?

"Bry." Turning towards Mike I can see the turmoil in his eyes. Whatever is going on he knew about this! "I can explain."

"Someone better."

"We need to get James out of here now." George? Oh, this keeps getting better by the fucking minute.

"Where's Zoe?" If he is here, who the hell is watching my kid?

"She's safe." Not a good enough answer. "I'll explain later, but I need to get him out of here now."

"Sorry kid, but thanks for saving my ass. When this is all over, I owe you big time." Pulling me into a bone crushing hug makes me feel awkward so I just pat his back. "See you on the other side." With that he was gone with George, but I saw the look he gave me, but I chose to ignore it.

"You need to fucking tell him, or I will." The anger in Mike's voice is nothing like I heard before.

"You weren't supposed to get him involved in this at all!" Turning around I see them both so angry. Mike steps closer to Mitch, fists clenched.

"Says the asshole who has been lying to him for years!" Years. What the hell is he talking about? "Go on and tell him who you really are agent Harrison." What?!

"What?" Tell me he's lying. Tell me you have not used me when I was at my worst metal state possible. 

"My name is Harrison Mitchell. I'm an agent with the FBI. I have been working for years to build a case against Romano. His real name is Gregorio Romano, nobody has been so close to putting his ass away for a long time until now."

"Until me." He used me! Put my daughter in danger. "You used me. I thought we were friends." Why does this hurt so fucking much? "How long did you know?" Turning my anger towards Mike. "How fucking long?!" Shoving at his chest. This is too much I need distance from both of them.

"It wasn't like that after I got to know you." Just shut up! Stop talking right now! Ignoring Mitch, I mean fucking Harrison my eyes plead with my boyfriend. 

"I just recently found out." Why don't I believe you? Everyone I care about is lying to me! Shit, what about Benny, Suzie and Hal. Are they lying to me too? "Bry, I'm telling you I just recently found out, there is more."

"No, there's not." The deadly tone in my ex-lover's voice has me looking back at him. "There is nothing more Bryan needs to know."

"MY DAUGHTER'S LIFE IS ON THE FUCKING LINE HERE!" Before I realize it, I hit Mitch not once, not twice, I don't even know until I'm pulled off of him. I will never forgive you for this! "You're no better than Romano. Let me go Mike!" As much as I still feel comfort in his arms, I need to get away.

"I'm trying to protect you." Is he serious right now? "When I first met you, yes I told you about the underground fights, but then I was relieved when you said no. I got to know you Bry and your little girl."

"Don't you dare talk about my daughter!" I go towards him again, but Mike instantly holds me back. "You lost all fucking right to that."

"Bry." The regret in his eyes any other day would have me falter but not today. 

"Everything you said was a fucking lie."

"Not everything." Yes, everything. I can't trust you anymore.

"I'm telling him everything agent. I don't care what you or George say. I should have never agreed to it." Damn right you shouldn't have. "I think you should go. Don't you have things to do?" 

Looking hesitant he nods his head. "I'm sorry, Bry." So am I, about a lot of things. "Maybe one day you can forgive me." Not today, or anytime soon.

The moment the door shuts behind him I whirl around to glare at the man I love.

"I'm sorry."

"Yeah, everyone is saying that a lot today. You fucking lied to me!" You never have, even when you couldn't remember who I was. "How are you involved in all of this?"

"I'm helping them bring Romano down. I'm getting whatever evidence I can to get us out."

Has he lost his fucking mind! This is way too dangerous, and someone is going to get hurt or worst. Memories of the club blowing up and thinking Mike had died killed me.

"You're not doing it!"

"It's already done." Stubborn ass!

"You're going to get yourself killed!" Pushing him away from me before I hit him. "Is that what you fucking want? " Anger, hurt and anxiety is crawling its way through me. Why would he do this? Pushing at his chest again and again and again helps me not go into complete panic mode. "Why?"

"I'm doing it for you!"

"No. I don't want that. I want you here and alive. You, dumbass!" He cups my face and kisses me. He always kisses me which always leaves me breathless. "I'm still mad at you."

"I know." He kisses me again and this time I kiss him back with just as much passion.

"I won't lose you." I can't. Not again. Not ever!

"I'm doing this for us to be free. For us to take care of that little girl together." This time I kiss him, tugging on his hair and deepening the kiss. He drives me crazy. He always has and always will. Pulling away and drawing much need air into our lungs. "I love you Bry." His forehead rests against mine. "I will do anything to keep you safe."

"Not risking your life." His thumb wipes across my cheek. When did I start crying? "Anything but that. Please!" 

"We need this over. The sooner the better. I have a lot of making up to you for the past years and our baby girl." Don't smile at me like that. It does too many things to me. 

After all this time he still thinks of her as his as well. Ours. I like that.

"Michael Grayson Miller, you are something else. I love you. I'm still mad at you. From now on we are in this together. No more secrets, no more fucking lies."

"No more. I promise. What are you going to do about the agent?" The way his demeanor changes, if he didn't like him before he sure as hell feels hatred towards him now. 

I'm pissed. I'm hurt, but I really don't know what I am going to do. We had the past three years to build a friendship. I'm not sure if we can get past this or if any of it was real. "I don't know. I can't think about that right now." The truth is I don't want to.

"Fair enough." Kissing my head and pulling me into his embrace. I gladly welcome it. "Let's get out of here. The FBI might have their own plans to bring down Romano, but we need to have our own as well. We need to talk to George."

"Yeah, I have a few words for the old guy. I'm putting my trust in him to take care Zoe and he fucking lied to me!"

"Hey." His voice is so soft when I look up into them, they make me want to melt. "Don't be too hard on him. He's looking out for, he loves you. Like we all do." Pulling me tighter into his chest, I welcome the warmth of him. "Now, let's go take this fucker down. For good."

"Let's do this!"

After all the bad crap that has gone our way over the years, we deserve some happiness. Right?



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