Thirty Two

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"Kate?" Asks a panicked voice on the other side of the phone. "Yes. Who is this?" I ask. The voice seems somewhat familiar, but not familiar enough for me to remember.

"This is Tracy. I'm Xavier's wife. We met at your wedding. Listen, I'm sorry for calling, I just didn't know who else to call." I scrunch up my brows, I vaguely remember meeting her. Her husband was Logan, and Rome's childhood friend. But, I couldn't help ask myself, why was she calling me?

"Hi, Tracy. I don't mean to sound rude, but I'm a little confused as to why you're calling me?"

"Well..." She says taking a deep breath. "Rome just found out Logan is dead. I thought he already knew. He's going ballistic Kate. I know you two are or were close, I was wondering if you could speak some sense into him?"

I felt my heartbeat in my ears.
Like it was about to burst out of my chest.
It had been months.
He obviously didn't remember me, because I know if he did, there is no way he would deny Loreto the right to a loving father.

You see Logan never told anyone that I was Rome's before I was Logan's.
And Rome cut himself off from everyone, including his friends when I married Logan.

So Tracy and Xavier always assumed Logan, and Rome were always best friends, and that me and Rome were friends, and step siblings, leading people to think Rome introduced us.
I never told anyone the trust, because quite frankly, I was ashamed of myself. I knew only a shitty person could do what I done. So, I knew I'd be judge by everyone if they knew.

I guess I'd be judged anyway.
They'd judge me if they knew my son existed. If they knew me and Rome were so much more than close.
If they knew I loved that man, more than I ever thought I could love another person that didn't have my blood running through their vains.

"Tracy.. He doesn't remember me." I say sounded defeated. "Kate.. I.. I didn't know. I'm so sorry." She says sounding so genuine. "Can you put him on the phone anyway?" I ask, just wanting, no needing to hear his voice.

"Rome! Please just listen." She says pleading with him.
I can hear his cries, and my heart aches for him, because no matter what happened, he's hurting. In his mind he's lost his best friend.

"Rome?" I call out his name in a hushed voice, but he doesn't answer. "Listen to me." I beg. "I know all this might be hard right now, but you need to be strong. You need to be strong." And for a moment, I pray to god, I pray to god for his sake, that he doesn't remember me, because I'm scared of what he might do, if he does remember everything.

"Your voice sounds so familiar." He says sounding like a broken man, and for a second I really feel an emptiness in my stomach. God I miss him so much. "Did you know him? Did you know Logan?" He whispers.

For a second I contemplate on what I should say. So I opt for a half truth.

"We were married. Logan is my daughter's father." As the words left my mouth, I felt some anger leave too. Part of me only held on to the bad, but now another part of me prefers to remember the happier times.

Like the day Kaida was born, and Logan feared holding her, he said "she's so tiny, I'm afraid I'll crush her." but, I placed her into his big arms, and he melted instantly. If there is one thing I do know for sure, it's that he truly did love his daughter.

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