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Brantley
I had thought about whether I wanted to do this a lot over the past year, but I knew eventually it needed to be done. I was a father, a husband, an uncle, a brother, a fucking killer. But I didn’t need to carry their shit anymore. I was sure that whatever bullshit the Vitiosis name carried, I knew it would fall down to Vaden as well. It was inevitable. But I wanted to be better for him. For her, too.
I run my finger over his name. “I didn’t do this for you because I still hate you. I hate what you did to me as a kid. Now that I have Vaden, I can’t fucking imagine ever allowing such vile shit to happen to him. In fact, it makes me fucking murderous to think it.” I lean down, eyes narrowed on his brand new headstone. “I did this for Vaden and the next generation that will be coming. I know what you’re thinking. You think I put your name here so they’ll know where to piss, but that’s not it either. I did it because you saved her. It’s really as simple and as tragic as that.” I stand, pushing my hands into my suit pockets. “So thank you for trying to help her, even if it was for your gain. We’re even now.” I step away from his stone and begin walking away when I stop. Turning, I look over my shoulder and find Bailey’s. My heart cracks in my chest as I make my way to hers.
I clench my jaw and fight the emotion that’s stuck in my throat. Emotion I never knew I could feel until I felt it for Saint. Loving her will kill me one day.
“I’m sorry, Bais. I’m sorry I took your time on this earth for granted and didn’t spend enough of it with you.” I chuckle, shaking my head and looking to the ground. “You’ll be happy to know that Abel cracked into our circle. He’s better now, off the drugs, though we know he misses you daily. Every second. We see it in his eyes when he thinks no one is watching.” I press a gentle kiss to my fingers and press them against her headstone. “See you in Valhalla.”