Chapter 44
Liam learned the ways of his brother. He learned to survive, he learned to fight and he learn to be himself. There was no contact with family members, Sky didn't allow it. Liam didn't care, he wanted to be the as strong as he could be; physically and mentally.
Two years.for two full years they lived in Dallas, Texas, or whatever was left of it after the pulse. Liam was ten when he told Sky that he kept promises.
"You should." Sky told him.
"Well, I promised mom I would call her to tell her I was okay." Liam said; he was good at turning the tables.
Sky found himself in a bind, but he eventually agreed. So, one rainy night they went to en untraceable pay phone and they call the house with the number Liam had imprinted in his mind.
"Hello?" it was Alec, their father.
"Dad?" Liam asked.
"Damon?"
"No, its Liam." Liam told him.
"Shit.where are you?" Alec asked, shit shit shit, he was talking to his youngest child whom he hadn't seen in two years.
"Can't tell you." He answered.
"Who told you that?" Alec asked, frustrated.
"Sky."
"Of course it was Sky.he taking good care of you?"
"The best." Liam vowed.
"Good.so how are you, are you eating well, shit kid, you're already ten." Alec mumbled.
"I miss you." Liam admitted.
"Me too kid, me too." Alec answered, " Any chance of you coming back soon?"
"Doubt it."
"Figured as much.can I talk to your brother." Alec asked.
"He doesn't wanna." Liam admitted.
"Tell him his sister had twins a year ago."
"Really?" Liam asked surprised.
"Tell him." Alec ordered.
Liam told Sky what Alec had told him; Sky grabbed the phone from Liam and put the receiver to his ear, "Are you shitting me?"
"No." Alec answered.
"Shit." Sky cursed, there was a pause.
"You alright?" Alec asked.
Another pause.
"I'm living it as it comes. So, tell me about my frigging nephews or nieces."
Liam learned the ways of his brother. He learned to survive, he learned to fight and he learn to be himself. There was no contact with family members, Sky didn't allow it. Liam didn't care, he wanted to be the as strong as he could be; physically and mentally.
Two years.for two full years they lived in Dallas, Texas, or whatever was left of it after the pulse. Liam was ten when he told Sky that he kept promises.
"You should." Sky told him.
"Well, I promised mom I would call her to tell her I was okay." Liam said; he was good at turning the tables.
Sky found himself in a bind, but he eventually agreed. So, one rainy night they went to en untraceable pay phone and they call the house with the number Liam had imprinted in his mind.
"Hello?" it was Alec, their father.
"Dad?" Liam asked.
"Damon?"
"No, its Liam." Liam told him.
"Shit.where are you?" Alec asked, shit shit shit, he was talking to his youngest child whom he hadn't seen in two years.
"Can't tell you." He answered.
"Who told you that?" Alec asked, frustrated.
"Sky."
"Of course it was Sky.he taking good care of you?"
"The best." Liam vowed.
"Good.so how are you, are you eating well, shit kid, you're already ten." Alec mumbled.
"I miss you." Liam admitted.
"Me too kid, me too." Alec answered, " Any chance of you coming back soon?"
"Doubt it."
"Figured as much.can I talk to your brother." Alec asked.
"He doesn't wanna." Liam admitted.
"Tell him his sister had twins a year ago."
"Really?" Liam asked surprised.
"Tell him." Alec ordered.
Liam told Sky what Alec had told him; Sky grabbed the phone from Liam and put the receiver to his ear, "Are you shitting me?"
"No." Alec answered.
"Shit." Sky cursed, there was a pause.
"You alright?" Alec asked.
Another pause.
"I'm living it as it comes. So, tell me about my frigging nephews or nieces."