Better Be Tough

Family Brawl

No One's POV
*Two Weeks Later*

The past two weeks have been hectic. Ella was released from the hospital. Brantley and Ella both decided to stay in Montana for the time being. PJ their security agreed with Ella's family that this is the safest place right now. Plus he knows that being here with the ranch hands they have an extra layer of security. Bunnie, Jelly, Jason, and Brittany stayed for a little while to just hide away from the hustle and bustle of Nashville. Brittany and Jason are heading back today so they can get the kids settled before school starts. Bunnie and Jelly are heading back today to Nashville as well because they are moving to a small ranch.

Ella's POV
Brantley and I are sitting on the front porch at the lodge. We watch as both of their buses pull out down the long driveway. I'm going to miss them but I'm glad we are spending some much needed time with family. Not long after they leave my mom comes barreling down the driveway. When she comes to a stop both of her car doors open. She gets out of her car followed by Mama Becky. Brantley and I both stand up and head towards our mothers.

"Hey, mom!" I say as I go over and hug her first.

"Hey, baby! I figured having Becky here would be good for all of us." My mom says as she pulls away from me.

"I hear you're giving me my first grandchild." Becky says as she pulls me into a hug as well.

"I'm excited for this little boy. I'm just happy to have a chance to be a mama to him. Especially after the whole incident that left think I'd never have children. Then again it's not as impossible as the doctors thought." I say as we head up to the porch.

We hear a chopper flying towards the ranch. Brantley instantly pulls me behind him. Becky's and my mom both stand on each side of me. They shield me from whoever is flying the helicopter. We all have gotten use to it over the past few days. The media have become scavengers.  They have been trying to get glimpses of all of us. We haven't spoken about the shooting. Someone from the concert caught me being shot on video. They ended up selling the video to TMZ. Needless to say every news outlet has been trying to get pictures of me after the shooting. I'm pulled out of my thoughts by two SUVs pulling up and blocking the front of the porch from view. Once the cars are parked out step my Aunt Brie from one of the SUVs and PJ out of the other.

"Why don't we head inside? I'm getting tired of these damn vultures. They are like damn sharks that smell blood in the water." Aunt Brie says as she waddles up the steps.

" I agree. Why don't all head inside and rest?" I say as place my hand gently on Brantley's back.

I notice he instantly relaxes. He's been on edge lately. He's definitely become even more protective if that's possible. The more that I'm around my dad and Brantley I see they are both very similar.

"Okay, I think that's a good idea." Brantley says as he turns around and wraps a protective arm around me and guides me inside.

We head inside and all go towards the living room area. We all sit down and start to relax. That is short lived though. Not long after we are settled we hear the front door open. I hear foot steps that don't match my father's or grandfather's. They are also to heavy to be my Aunt Monica's. My curiosity is short lived. I see my Uncle Jamie walk into to the living room. I instantly stiffen because I know this won't end well.

"Who the hell are you people? Why are you in my father's house?" Jammie says looking at PJ, Brantley, Becky and I.

"That's not any of your concern Jamie." Aunt Brie says as she stands up from her seat beside me.

I notice out of the corner of my eye PJ is texting someone. I have a feeling he texted Uncle Lee, Grandpa, and Dad.

"The hell it is. I'm gone to Bozeman for a week to try and protect this ranch and you invite some wanna be biker, an old washed up hag, a whore, and a wanna be tough guy. What exactly do they bring to the table?" Jamie yells at Aunt Brie while pointing at us.