The Hybrid's Sons

Chapter Thirty-Four

“I found some pictures.” I see everyone shoulders tense at my voice. I had been able to walk into the kitchen, where they had all gathered, and saw that they had all sat down at the table, facing away from me. It was easy for me to walk in without my presence being known and giving me the few seconds I needed to get the rest of my thoughts together.

I had quickly run back up the stairs and grabbed the whole box and brought it down with me, I had been about halfway down the stairs when I realized something. Papi is also down in the dumps with his emotions, he probably think I hate him, which I don't, I'm mad, there is a difference. I would never hate the person who raised me into the person I am today.

Papa probably feels caught in the middle of everything, he probably feels bad for letting me down when he knew the reason I wanted to kick the guy's ass but then never mentioning it when Papi and I were arguing either.

I know Daddy is upset and feels as he failed all of us, the whole family is divided, I'm not even sure whose side Finn is on, and Daddy feels responsible to try and bring us back together again. I hope that I can help him bring us all a little closer.

I sit on the other side of the table as everyone else, it is obvious by the red rimmed eyes and black circles underneath them that everyone has been worrying and stressing for the last few hours, I have been too, but I didn't take too long to look at myself in the mirror, I might have matching eyes to all of them right now for all I know.

“There were on the top shelf of my closet, I couldn't find anything to get them out, I finally had to use my laundry basket, which ended up falling over and I feel to the grind pretty hard.” I explain as I open the box after I had set it down on the table. I hear Finn snort as he looks at me through his eyelashes.

“Yep, laugh it up.” I say drily as I begin to pull things out of the box. Daddy chuckles softly as he looks over at Finn before looking back at me, you can see that he is trying to shower us in his love by just using his eyes, if I didn't know that Daddy loved us, i definitely do now. I smile back at him briefly, watching as his eyes light up the tiniest of bits from it.

“I thought maybe it could cheer all of us up. I know, we are all having a lot of regrets right now, and we are all blaming ourselves for things that aren't our fault, but I just thought that if we looked at the pictures, and other crap I have in here, that it could show us we are a family, and we don't need to blame ourselves for things that happens to family, because they don't blame us. I know Laney doesn't blame me for what happened, that's something that I have recently come to terms with, and I want the rest of you to not blame yourselves either.” I say as I look at Dad from the corner of my eye.

He is sitting a chair away from everyone else. It is obvious that he is trying to give himself space after the conversation we both had epithet each other, but I want him to know that this is for him, I need him to know that I know he doesn't blame me, and that Laney doesn't blame him. I need him to know that he has been and always will be the best dad that he can be.

“Thank you, Baby. I think all of us needed this.” Daddy says softly as he reaches across the table to put his hand on top of mine. I smile back at him before taking everything out of the box and spreading it on the table for us to see, making sure that most of the pictures with Dad go closer to him, so he can see that he will always be in my heart.