Socket still bares the guilt from his sister being hurt years ago, he just doesn't seem to be able to get passed it. He wouldn't have joined the Broken Demons if it weren't for what happened, and while Evie now lives a normal life, Socket has yet to...
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This is the second best day of my life. Watching my sister get married, after all we've been through, is only bested by my nephew being born. When our dad died and she dropped out of college to stop me ending up in the system, I thought I'd ruined her future. Then when I couldn't protect her from almost being killed and she ended up in the facility I thought her life was over. Now my sister has a husband, a son, a home and a career she enjoys.
I still see it sometimes, the subtle flinches she doesn't think anyone sees, the little bits of the old Evie that never came back. Although she's happy and I'm proud of what she's achieved I hate that she'll never be the same Evie I grew up with. The Evie that cussed out the cops when they arrested me when I was 16, how they only picked on the poor boy with no parents and not the other kids that were just as bad. The Evie that kicked my ass if I missed curfew without telling her where I was and the Evie that would let me borrow her car if I wanted to take a girl out, she wouldn't judge, only tell me to use protection. She may be my sister and only four years older than me, but she's also really the only parent I've ever had. My dad started drinking before I could walk and we never had any other family, so from age four Evie was raising her baby brother. My earliest memory is her pushing a chair through the kitchen so she could climb on the counter to make us food.
I remember us dancing in the living room when she found out she won an art scholarship to college and then arguing when she tried to turn it down because she didn't want to leave me alone at age fourteen. When she left for college I got into some not exactly legal shit, trying to get some cash so I could feed myself, my dad burned through any cash he could get his hands on to pay for booze. I stayed in school because Evie made me promise I would, but outside of school, I would gamble, sell drugs for dealers for a cut, transport drugs using my dad's car, whatever paid I'd do it. Then one day I came home from school and my dad was dead in his recliner, apparently his liver had given up. As soon as Evie found out she was back, she was determined I was going to finish high school, so she worked three jobs, a bar, a diner and cleaning at the motel, to earn enough to keep our house and feed us. As soon as I finished high school I was going to get a job so she could drop at least one of hers, she refused to let me work while I was a school, told me to focus on my education. I know she's still disappointed I never finished high school, once she was in the hospital Killer and Cordelia took me in and Killer made me a prospect.
I watch Evie and Reaper on the dance floor, so in love and happy, exactly what my sister deserves. When the song ends they walk away, heading for the bar
"Can I borrow the bride for a minute?" I ask as I walk up beside them, Reaper nods as Evie lets go of his hand and takes mine
"Can you believe it? I'm Mrs Evie Edmondson." She giggles as I pull her to a quiet corner of the lot
"I'm happy for you sis." I smile "There's something I want to show you." I say as I pull the paper out of my back pocket
"You don't need to get us a gift, you having Callum tonight is more than enough." Evie smiles
"It's not a gift, but it's something I know you wanted, here take a look." I say as I hand her the paper. She takes it from me and studies it for a few seconds before gasping
"You got your GED?" She stifles a sob as she looks up at me
"I know it's always bugged you I never finished high school." I shrug before she jumps into my arms.
"I'm so proud of you baby bro!" She pulls back and I see tears running down her cheeks
"You're a good man, you know that right?" She says holding my biceps
"I'm trying." I shrug
"Come on we need to celebrate." Evie says as she pulls me back to the bar, as soon as I walk in I can't miss the sight of Natalie in that green dress, hugging every curve of her perfect body as she talks with one of Reapers friends from SAN Francisco. I follow Evie to the bar and we clink our shot glasses together before throwing the whiskey back.
"I think it's time I took my wife home." Reaper smiles as he wraps his arms around Evie.
"Go, I'll get Callum from Stacey and take him home." I say as I kiss Evie on the cheek. I watch the newlyweds leave before I turn my attention back to Natalie. She laughs at whatever he's saying and while he is obviously flirting I can tell she isn't. She's stood further back from him, keeping her hands to herself and her body straight. I step closer to hear what was so funny over the music
"Don't worry, won't be the first or the last." Natalie smiles
"At least let me get you a refill." He says as he takes Natalie's empty wine glass and heads for the bar
"Natalie." I say as I step up beside her, she doesn't look at me or respond, but the fact she isn't telling me to go fuck myself is a good sign.
"I know you don't owe me anything, I'm the one in your debt. I can't stay because I've got my nephew tonight, but please, next time you see me, give me a chance." I say as I brush my fingers against the back of her hand
"Fine." She sighs. The guy comes back and hands Natalie a glass of wine
"We good here?" He asks looking between Natalie and me
"Yes fine." Natalie smiles and I nod before I walk away. What I really want is to tell him to fuck off, that she's mine, but he's mad enough at me, I don't need to make things worse.
