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Layla was a little ticked at men "Call off," was said for the tenth time, but she was not under any burden. I was the one getting frustrated with the bills, school, Warren, and our fathers health in a slow decline. Father still had not woken, I just wanted him to wake up.
I turn fixing her with a stare "Enough, Layla, we're still going after I get off work. I understand you would like to go now, but I would also like our bill's paid and food in the fridge. You get everything ready while I am working, when I get home all I must do is change before we're off. Now, I should finish getting ready for work," Will was standing behind her giving me a nod, Layla was still this teenage girl, as she should be.
Layla looked ready to argue but she held her tongue "Layla, stop. I love you but you act like a brat, Lyric is the one paying all your bills so you can go to school and not have any worries, she is stressed enough without your crap. We will have everything ready for you Lyric," Will cut in as I was heading back to my room, with a single nod I walked away as Layla looked ready to cry.
I did light makeup, my hair in a French twist, my own sigh made my heart race, feeling like garage. I haven't spoken to Warren in a couple days, the saner Jax was texting me daily checking on me, but I need to leave all this at home, I was going to work and I leave this here. I pulled on my bra before my neutral colored dress - silk-chiffon - draped neck ties, slit cuffs, pleated skirt, it was my mother's, now her clothes are ours, a tie to her. Last I wore black peep toe cutout ankle boots with a wraparound lace. I was driving now, people should watch out, I wasn't the best and barely passed my driven test, but I passed. With my purse, tablet, cell, and keys in hand I was ready when I walked into the foyer seeing Layla standing at the entrance to the den watching me, again with the sad face.
With another sigh, I walk over giving her a small hug "I will try and get off early, Layla," but she still looked upset.
Her voice timid "I am sorry for how I acted, I should be helping more," I was having none of this she and I just turned seventeen, one of us needed a normal or semi normal hero childhood.
I put a stern firm tone into my words "No, you need to be a teenager. I can handle the rest, mom would want it this way, you stay just as you're. Finish school, make her proud," this was all I had time for, I had to leave before traffic became too hectic causing me to be late. I drove from our driveway giving a wave to my Uncle as he was mowing the grass, Auntie was doing her gardening her smile looked sad seeing me leaving so early for work. All this was only going to give me a good work ethic, making me stronger, or so I hoped.
I went through our normal routine with security, Jives was smiling at the double doors to my office, his voice chipper "Good morning, my darling girl. How are you doing?" he was always calling or texting, or his husband was checking on us girls.
I answered "As good as can be expected, Jives. Any new news on my father?" he gave me this sad, frustrated look that I have been seeing so much of, I was starting to familiarize his cologne, Mair, with this emotion.
He retorted in a disgruntled tone "None, in fact I am going to the hospital to yell at his body when I leave for the day. I am sorry, I only come with bad news. But we are here for you, please if you need anything," I wanted to cry but instead I sit in my plush chair, my head buried my hands, mixed emotions, wanting to cry or scream.
But I settle for silence "Let me know how it goes, they have denied all my request to see him. So, I will be talking to the Commander after work, we need to see our father not minutes before he dies but now," Jives looked enraged.
His normally serene voice turned taut "I will also be dealing with that issue. You know the drill, I will see you in an hour for the meeting, you have come a long way you're nearly running this company now," it was the damn truth, but I was still not sure this was the calling for me, but it was the hand I was dealt.
I went around turning on my computer, sending an email for my coffee to my secretary, Kellie, always making sure she got one too. A perk for her, she loved working with me, I scrolled through checking more emails. Looking through files, making data entry's, my plate was full, but I was still going to try and get out of here early, we had pushed off our mother scattering of ashes for two weeks due to the weather being an asshole.
I stood with no time to spare, my tablet and coffee in hand making my way from my office to the main conference room, it looked as if I was late. Jives, Dr. Daniels, Mr. Marco, and Jax all are seated when I make my grand entrance.
Mr. Marcos was up with Jax, he embraced me, his old face concerned "My dear, you need more sleep," then placing a kiss to each cheek, everyone was so worried but they didn't know the half of the problems, it was nice knowing people cared so much.
I smiled at him, "Thank you, Mr. Marcos. I will try, it is hard as of late but with time things will get better," my voice sweet when I spoke. Jives was watching closely, his eyes always on the watch for any sign of danger to me.
I moved on letting Jax closer, he wore gray slacks with a tight back top as I made a motion for the shirt to come up, the same tattoo was in place only after curious eyes and his proof, he was allowed to hug me. His embrace was filled with love, so warm, his natural smell was perfect. He didn't wear any cologne. Our eyes meeting, his so cold but so worried, mine probably devoid of real emotion.
I say "Any closer?"
His voice was undertone as if not to be over heard "Very, rest easy, Princess. You look stunning. I can come over later tonight we can talk more," his warm lips pressed to my forehead as he helped me into my seat so we could get this meeting underway, it was an annual check nothing major. The finer details were discussed, new plans made everything was going well on that front. Jax has come over a lot while Jackie was there, and Hannah and Warren weren't.
Jax smiled helping me up "I will meet you at security, Mr. Marcos, I will walk Lyric back to her office," his small correspondence with Mr. Marcos didn't go un-noticed by Jives. So, I assumed an email was coming from him at some point today.
The walk was short but nice all the same "I am going to the beach after work, scattering some of mom's ashes." I alerted him my tone tired his hand making small circles on my back.
He raised a brow "I will make an appearance and pay my respects, she was a wonderful woman. Will Peace be there? Even if he is I am coming," now there was a hint of humor in his voice.
I was under sure really "I have no clue, we haven't talked in a few days. I am too hard on him," at times yes I felt that way, I wanted more from him, him to be there for me when he had this great job.
"He does not deserve you," was the last he said before leaving me at my office door, I watched him leave, he had somehow wormed his way into my heart.
I left the office two hours early having to come in tomorrow instead of having the day off, but we had a small window before the storm hit us. I drove home just listening to moms' favorite band Gin Blossoms, I rather liked them as well. A few cars are parked in my drive way and street as I pull to the curb of my own house.
Hannah was the first to me, her smile radiant with her small round belly "Warren will try and make it, I know he hasn't been there as much as he should. Putting his job before you, going to kick his ass," and she meant it, she was mean, worse now that she was pregnant.
My tone light "Just wish he would see what I am going through and be there, but it's like all he cares about is work." I was at my end with every little thing these days.
"Shit girl, he is an ass. I would be done with him until he grows up," it was Rena she left work for this, she was a nurse now and she still came for me.
I had to change fast as they load up the cars. I ran to my room tossing my discarded clothes and boots on the unmade bed, pulling on the floral flounce romper in pale blue with pastel flowers. Ruffle detail with a back tie and zip closure, a cutout design on my waist. With matching pale blue wedged sandals.
Having no time to waste, I was out the front door pulling out three minutes later heading to the beach Layla and Magenta riding with me. Will in his truck with Zach and Ethan, Layla was cradling mothers' urn as I drove. Even as we arrived more trucks waiting, Bay, Kyle, and the gang here but no Warren still.
The dark clouds rolled in, the weather chilly but no winds as animals packed the beach waiting for us to come today. We wasted no time, the storm was coming.
Layla was already crying as I spoke for the both of us, Magenta had a small measuring scoop, ready. "This is what she would have wanted, little by little around the world we will travel spreading her ashes," howls echoed, small meows soon joined as we walked into the water, the waves crashing against our legs, Magenta took a small scoop passing it too us as she took the urn sealing it. We sprinkled them, the waves carrying her away, whales spraying water into the sky, dolphins crying as we back out letting everyone say their goodbyes, soon the animals left, leaving us humans to say our own goodbyes.
A very cold chill hits me, I turn seeing Milo on the dune coming down, my blood boiling, he was supposed to be rotting in prison, this was a good place to lose control "Hannah take my sister and leave now," it came as a hiss between clenched teeth, Hannah manhandled Layla into her truck, I was tense along with Hank until we watched them drive away, safe, we are outnumbered as the man who murdered my mother lead a small army.
Bay gave me a look "Ready," he was serious we had no choice but to fight, we had no chance to flee, Jackie was to his left.
My eyes narrowed "Kill them all," was all I was about; none should leave this beach alive. Will stood next to me, he gave me a weak smile when everything twisted.
The beach became a battle zone, dark smoke was creeping closer as I send blazing hot fire right at Milo and Jax, they dodged but another was engulfed. Burning flesh and the salt water ocean was all we could smell.
Bay called out "Kill them all," was said in a booming voice as the two-group's collided, I had no time to make sure none of my friends are hurt, I was the target. Milo rushed me sending us into the white sand, if I can say one nice thing about this bitch was he could lay a punch, but if I stayed down too long I was done for. I landed a solid low to his throat, he choked his hand clamped down on his own throat as I rolled to the side getting to my feet. He was only down a moment, I blocked another hit while spinning under his arm landing a knee to his lower back. Wrapping my hand around pressing it to his own neck, I couldn't straggle him, he would toss me off. So, I pictured my mother dead, using any emotion even hate, his screams will haunt me until the day I die. His body dropped to the sand looking down there was no blood his neck burned open, flesh and his jugular for all to see, his eyes open looking to the sky as he took one last breath, now he lay there dead.
I moved, I could hate myself later for this and I would, purple energy moved by me as Bay rushed by me. We seemed to be holding our own, Magenta was hurt but fighting, Jackie was running towards me with her cousin hot on her ass as I ran towards her, my body nailing his right in the gut sending us back, a sickening noise told me I fucked up my shoulder on his abs of steel. But he vomited as we struggled to our feet.
He smirked "I like that in a girl," I snarled now.
I moved letting anger fill me, moving my hand, when they're burning hot, a branch wrapped around his neck tossing him further from me, I wanted him alone, I moved fast attacking. My fist leaving ear splitting burn marks, he caught my face, if this was a cartoon I would be seeing stars. I forgot how strong he really was, but the fire around me held him at bay. I glanced around seeing a few more hurt but we are holding, I hoped Layla got help. Ethan was down as was Zach, I had to, I made a mad dash for the boys, my fingers pressed to their neck, small weak pulses.
I flew to the side, as he closed in I was on my feet blocking blows as the dark black smoke surrounded me "Your soul is mine, you're mine." he was bleeding as the heel of my hand impacted his nose, he was burned and in pain his body sweating.
My heart racing as he grabbed my hair, his hand around my throat lifting me feet off the ground, but that was when I saw it, so did Bay. Jax arrived, with his own gang, he was in a dead flat run he wasn't about to stop either. I closed my eyes bracing myself for the impact, but it never came warm arms cradled me before letting go. I lay in the sand seeing them go at each other, it was so freaky watching but now I run having to help. I let it go, fire raging around me, my friends and the saner Jax's scattering as the flames moved like waves, at any and all in its path, screaming, running and pleading are what fills my ears. Will was carrying Zach and Ethan, Kyle had Magenta as I fell to my knees, trying to breath.
I crawled with Rena to Jackie who wasn't moving, she was alive as I tried to pick her up, her body dead weight. Bay came lifting her as Hank helped me, but I watched as my Jax removed his top.
A gruff voice the insane Jax chuckled "Now I know why she could tell us apart," but those were his last words as Jax, with such hate and force ripped into his chest. That was some shit only seen in movies, but now the blood and flesh are all too real.
"You'll never touch her again, this wasn't only for her but for her mother,"
The beach was covered in burned dead bodies, I was so going to jail. The Commander, Jetstream, and Assassin arrived. Behind them was a truck, one I knew all too well.