Lost and Found (BWWM)|Complete

🌊⚓Chapter 13⚓🌊

Author's Note: In honor of my very own K-Bear, I have an update for you today. Happy birthday my love.😘

Kayla's POV

As I am cooking the fajitas, I'm processing everything that Anthony said. I felt like a bitch. Why didn't he tell me what was going on though? I was his girlfriend at the time.

If I would have known that his stepdad was beating him, I wouldn't have given him so much grief about leaving. I guess I just felt like everything revolved around me at that point in life.

I cut the chicken breasts into strips and put them in a bowl. I then added season all and cayenne pepper. I put together my homemade fajita mix and added that on top.

As my chicken browned, I sliced up some onion and bell pepper.

"It sure smells good in here." Taylor said as she peeked into my pot.

"You need me to do anything to help?" Niyah asked.

"If you want to set the table that would be a big help." I replied as I began to sauté the onions and bell peppers.

Soon I was plating the food. Rafe had made his way to the table, but Anthony was still outside. I told the others that they could eat, and went out in search of Anthony.

I found him outside by the car.

"The food is ready," I said in hopes of getting a response.

Silence

I walked closer and I could feel the anger radiating off of him in waves.

I placed my hand upon his shoulder. "What's wrong I asked?"

Just when I thought he wasn't going to answer, he began to speak.

"I have a brother." He replied. Those words were filled with confusion, laced with pain, and clouded by anger. I didn't say anything. I wanted him to reveal what he was ready to reveal and nothing more.

Pain laced his voice as he said, "This makes one more person that I did not protect." He looked at me with so much pain in his eyes. I couldn't help myself. In an effort to ease his pain, I gave him a hug.

I'm hugging Anthony Mariano. It has been years since we even wanted to breathe the same air.

After what felt like hours, her wrapped his arms around me. Although he didn't shed a tear, I knew he was once again grieving for his mother who lost her life too soon. He was grieving for the little boy he used to be, the one not strong enough to fight back yet. And now he was grieving for his younger brother, the boy who would grow up without knowing either of his parents.

All too soon he pulled away.

"What am I going to tell him K-Bear?" He asked on a whisper.

"Only answer the question that he asks, don't provide any additional information. At some point he will get older and his questions will be more direct. By that time he should be old enough to be ready for the answers."

"Thank you Kayla, he said as he engulfed me in another hug." He brushed his lips across my forehead and then he began walking back towards the house.

Who would have ever thought that the evening would end like this? I made up with Rafe and I had a moment with Anthony...

I sat at the table and enjoyed the food that I cooked and the great conversations we had.

When we finished the food, the guys decided to clean the dishes. Us girls were sitting on the couch trying to pick a movie. My phone began to ring and I picked up without looking to see who called.

The voice on the other side of the line was one that I wasn't expecting to hear. I stood up and began walking towards my room.

"Hey Kayla, I missed you love."

"What do you want Marquel?"

"Babe, I'm hurt. Don't you miss me?"

"Not a bit."

"Ouch Kayla. Too bad you don't miss me. Seeing you again would be much better if you did." I could almost picture the smirk gracing his face.

"Oh well, I at least hope you made enough fajitas for all of us."

He ended the call and bullets began piercing through the windows. I made my way back to the living room to see the girls lying on the floor. They were coming my way and didn't seem to be hurt.

Rafe and Anthony brought us to a spare room without any windows. They told us to wait there.

"Wait, it's Marquel."

"The one who cheated on you!?!" Rafe asked.

"Yes," was my reply.

If looks could kill, Anthony would have murdered me in that moment. He didn't expect me to stay single all that time did he?

"We will talk about this when I get back," he said right before they left out the room.

"Ooohhh, someone is in trouble," Taylor whisper yelled.

"She is more than in trouble. She's about to get a spanking." Niyah whispered in obvious glee.

"Move over idiots", I said as I sat next to them.

It seemed as if we waited in that closet for days. There was so much gunfire. I truly hoped that Anthony would be ok. Somehow all the old feelings had resurfaced.

"So since we're stuck in this closet let's make a bet. It seems like Anthony was very upset with Kayla. Based on his reaction when she mentioned Marquel the douche, how many marks do you think will be across her ass tomorrow?" Niyah asked in delight.

"None," I said as I flipped her off.

"You might want to save that to do with Anthony tonight." She replied.

The guys walked back in as soon as Taylor gave her answer.

"I think she will have three marks."

One look at Anthony and I knew he wouldn't let this go.

"Kayla, can we talk in the kitchen?" He asked.

I followed him down the hall to the kitchen. There I found Marquel seated on the floor. He was clutching a knife that left him pinned to the wall. The boy had tears coming out of his eyes.

When he saw me he said, "This is not over Kayla. They already know what you look like. It's just a matter of time before they find you again. Gustavo himself won't be able to save you then."