If I'm Bein Honest

No Right Words I Could Say

Chase's POV

I leaned forward bracing my hands on the tile shower wall in front of me. The hot water did little to unknot the tension in my shoulders. I just had to fall head over heels in love with the most stubborn, willful, hardheaded woman that ever lived. That was it though. I loved her more than anything. Had felt my whole world tilt on its axis when I realized she had left. No, not left. Ran away as far as she could get quickly. Then when I had lost my cool, Brantley had crossed his arms, glared at me, and assured me that I would find out where she was when the time was right. Of course, he'd defend her which only made me see red.

Pretty sure my ears were still ringing from the ass chewing Amber had given both of us while trying to clean the pair of us up. Then I had really heard it when she realized Brantley's nose was broken. How the hell was I supposed to remember they were taking Christmas pictures? I absently rubbed at my left ear that was still sore. Running a tired hand over my face, I switched the shower off grabbing the towel hanging from the rack drying off. I wrapped it around my waist walking into the bedroom to grab a pair of sweatpants tugging them on then pulling out another set of band aids out for my eye.

I shook my head as I looked in the mirror taking in the bruises on my face and the few along my ribs. That man knew just how to inflict the right amount of damage with those rings. Only thing I could be thankful of was BG hadn't looked too much better. I felt the exhaustion of the last few days down to my bones. The increasing downfall of the snow outside made it darker earlier. Something I was grateful of since all I wanted to do was sleep.

Being able to actually lay eyes on Becca had helped some and then had pissed me off at the same time. Why couldn't she see that I had her back in all of this? That I was one hundred percent all in. Did I think our lives were going to be a cake walk because of our careers? Fuck no. I understood it would be tough, but if I got to spend the rest of my life with her, it would be all worth it.

Walking back out, I flipped the lights off and tugged the covers back crawling into the cold bed stretching out on my side. Couldn't help it my arm automatically reached out for what wasn't there. Aggravated with myself, I punched the pillow and rolled to my back. Closing my eyes, I willed myself to get some sleep. I was almost there when I caught sound of a noise in the quiet house. Kicking the covers off, I walked into the hall on quiet feet.

I sighed softly when I realized what it was. I followed it down the hall easing the door open as I stepped into the darkened room. I could see the steady snowfall through the large picture windows across the room. What I was most concerned with was the small, curled up figure in the middle of the big bed. I warred with myself on silently backing out of the room. Stiffening my resolve, I turned to do just that when a low sniffle cut through the air ripping my heart in two. I never had been able to stand to see Becca cry no matter how mad I was at her. I walked over to the bed easing the covers back and sliding in behind her. I wrapped my arms around her pulling her back into my chest while I settled the comforter back over both of us.

"Shh...." I whispered pressing my lips to the back of her head as her sobs picked up again. "You've got to calm down baby girl. I know you are probably just as exhausted as I am."

"Chase...." Becca whispered as she turned in my arms looking up at me with tears trailing down her cheeks. I laid a finger on her lips shaking my head then wiping tears off her cheeks.

"No," I murmured laying my forehead against hers. Becca snuggled closer wrapping her arms around me and holding on for dear life. "We have both said enough for tonight. Each of us need some sleep. Can talk more tomorrow okay."

"But...." she whimpered as a growl slipped out from my throat.

"Becs," I said through clenched teeth closing my eyes in frustration. "This is not getting settled tonight. Hell, if I have a clue on whether it will be tomorrow or not. All I want right now is to get the sleep we both desperately need. So please baby, close your eyes, let me hold you, and get some sleep."