She Brought Light || Guy's POV

Chapter 13: "Okay"

Walking into the house with a sleeping Emily in my arms, I try not to shut the door loudly. Emily ended up crying herself to sleep on our ride home from the school. She was so upset, she even declined ice cream, which she's never done before. I even offered to take her to the mall, but she refused. Instead, she cried herself to sleep.

The entire drive home I felt as if I would burst from the anger.

I pass mom in the living room and go straight to Emily's room. After changing her into her pajamas and tucking her in bed, I press a kiss to her forehead and go straight downstairs to the gym, where I try  taking all my anger out on the punching back for almost two hours.

In the distance I can hear footsteps but I keep my focus on the bag in front of me, not in the mood for anyone. The fear in Veronica's eyes playing over and over in my head.

"Blake." Mom's voice sounds over the sound of my glove covered hands slamming against the leather bag. I ignore her, landing blow after blow against the tight leather. "Blake Dylan Wilder!"

"What?" I snap, causing mom to jump back from my sudden outburst. "What do you want, mom?" I ask in a less harsh tone. My jaw clenching to keep me from snapping. I already hurt Veronica, I can't hurt mom too, but judging from the look in her eyes, it might be too late for that.

I expected her to walk away, but instead she walks over to me and takes my hand in hers, leading me upstairs to the living room, sitting me down on the sofa while she takes a seat beside me.

"What happened?" She asks, her tone calm. How could she be so calm after I just snapped at her?

I jump up, not being able to look her in the eyes. She'd hate me if she found out what I had done. I rip the gloves off my hands and launch it against the wall full of anger and disappointment.

"Honey, talk to me. I hate seeing you like this." Mom's sad voice just hurt me more. Veronica's fear filled eyes is the first thing I see when I close my eyes, I take in a deep, shaky breath. Then Emily's heartbroken face stares back at me and it's like someone wrapped their hand around my heart and just squeezed it tightly before ripping it out.

"I hurt her." I whisper, tears stinging my eyes. Turning to finally face mom, I prepare for the worst as I say my next words. "I physically hurt Veronica on the beach."

Mom's eyes widen in shock, clearly not expecting that to come out of my mouth. "What happened, Blake?" This time, she doesn't sound very calm, so I tell her. Everything. Starting from our ride to the beach right to when I stormed out of the office with a crying Emily clinging to my neck.

"And then I felt even more like shit when she stood up for Emily. The way she handled that situation was way better than I would have. Way better than I did. She was so mature about the whole thing and … and mom, she was so scared! And I caused that!" I choke out, for once just letting the tears run without caring.

Mom's expression went from being angry because of what I had done and the incident between Cole, Emily and Kyle, to heartbroken when I broke down.

Mom stands up and pulls me in for a hug. I have to bend down to hug her, but I don't care. I need this hug more than I thought I did. I wrap my arms around her waist and bury my face in the crook of her neck. After a few seconds, mom leads me back to the couch but instead of me sitting down, I lay down, resting my head on her lap as I hide my face in her stomach and wrap my arms around her waist, holding onto her as if she could disappear any second.

Mom rubs soothingly on my back while her other hand massages my sculp.

"You need to apologize to the girl, sweetie" Mom says, her voice so soft, yet so caring.