Let's Take A Little Ride

Chapter 33 ✔️

At this point I'm a little confused but I grabbed a room and locked the door. I don't want to share with Dom but I'm not gonna cramp Cara again. I counted them earlier and I'm sure that we have enough rooms for everyone, I'll check later on and if not then I'll just let him sleep in here.

I played on my phone for a while until I heard silence from outside. Taking my chances I opened the door and didn't see anyone there, so I'm guessing there was enough space for everyone. It was a weird silence, I don't know how to explain it. Tense almost but it was like pressing in on me and that was weird because I like my space.

Moving over to the computers I started to pull up whatever information I could on Shaw, anything that I hadn't seen before. This guy is good, he's bad but he's good at being bad if that even makes sense. He's seen and done pretty much everything, which makes him really good at what he does.

I still have that feeling that I should know him from somewhere but I can't figure out where. I've heard that name before but I can't think of where it was or from who. Too many coincidences for it to be a real coincidence, something bigger than what we have knowledge of is going on here and the only way to find out is to keep going. Like Ducky the M.E. said, if you're going through hell, keep going.

"Kaylee, can we talk?" I heard suddenly.

"Why is that always your question?" I replied.

"Because I keep fucking up." he said.

"Dom, I really don't want to argue."

"Then don't and just listen damn it." he demanded.

I turned around and gave him the look at his attitude, surprised at his outburst. Dom is normally very calm, with me, not one to get too angry but I guess my attitude did this. It's a life hazard, most people don't like me bitchy.

"Excuse me."

"You had your chance to bitch and shout, again you didn't let me speak. Now you will."

"Who the hell died and made you boss of me?"

"Can you stop for a second with the damn sarcasm?" he sighed.

"Sorry, what did you want to say?" I asked, dialing it down but keeping the bitterness in my tone.

"I'm sorry okay. When I said that I still cared about her I didn't mean it the way you took it. I do care about her and yes I want to get her back for me, but it's to ease this guilt that I feel." he said, surprising the hell out of me.

"Guilt? What do you feel guilty about?" I asked, trying to understand where he's coming from.

"I feel guilty, have felt it since she died . . ."

"Oh Dom no, babe, don't feel . . ." I tried to say, understanding more.

"Please let me finish." he said.

I got up from my seat to move over to somewhere where he could sit down with me but he picked me up and sat me on the table in front of him. This was something that was eating at him, I can see it now and I can't believe that I hadn't seen it before. I won't lie, I feel really bad for blowing up at him now. Especially when I can see the pain and guilt in his eyes, it's eating at me now.

He put his hands on both sides of my legs and just stood there for a second. When he does that, just stands still and breathes deeply it's his way of telling me that he's trying to gather his thoughts. I'm the only person he'll allow to see him like that, not even Mia see's him like this. That's how I know that all of this is really bothering him.

"Before Letty came back to LA, she worked a job with me in the DR. We hadn't seen each other for a long time, a few years maybe. She told me that she had tried tracking me down before to no avail but honestly I didn't want her to find me, which started the guilt. She was so happy to see me and all I could think about was finding you.