Sure, I had protective and possessive feelings like this about Stacey; however, I feel like this is stronger somehow, unless I am remembering wrong how it felt to see another fucker touch her.
I shouldn’t have the urge to hurt a brother who checked on her with concern. Fuck. What is wrong with me?
I shake my head from the thoughts.
I’m just adjusting to being home. There is no way that I can think about Camilla in terms of how I want to kill any one that touches her.
I decide to take a run on the treadmill since my mind is not focused enough for heavy lifting right now.
It doesn’t take long before I have a nice pace going. I had spent the last couple days at home and visiting my family. I was able to spend time with Hale who was so innocent with his questions. I hope that I can make him proud and be the uncle that he deserves.
I had figured out what I was going to do the master bedroom. Though I can’t see myself sleeping in there anymore, I decide to make it into a gym since it has an attached bath. Since I’m putting a shower in there, it would make perfect sense to me to have a gym. That way I wouldn’t have to come to the club to exercise; not that I mind it or anything, but it gets busy sometimes.
Today I was going to work out and, since my Camilla watch wasn’t scheduled until tomorrow, I decide to ask my family for help with the bedroom. I’m sure Ella would want to go through Stacey’s things and decide if there was anything she wanted to keep. I had also thought that maybe it’s time to show them so that they won’t worry when I spend hours at home. Plus, I will need help moving equipment inside the room, so I would rather they see what I’m doing first.
“Alright, brother, I’m done. I’ll see you at my place in two hours?” I say to Steal and he nods his head. I can tell he’s curious, but that will be solved soon enough.
I leave the room and head into my room at the club. It is easier showering here than going home to shower, so I quickly do that before I leave and make sure that I have everything ready at my place.
I sit out on my front porch waiting for everyone to arrive.
My parents are the first which is no surprise to me.
My mom looks excited that she’s here, because I haven’t asked my family to come here in so long.
“Hey son,” she says as she leans in and kisses me on the cheek.
“I don’t know what the big mystery is, but I can’t wait,” she says rubbing her hands together.
“Son,” my dad says with a nod.
“Once everyone else is here, we can go inside,” I say and they both take a seat beside me.
We make small talk until I see Damien and Ella pull up on the back of his bike. I had asked for just the adults since we were going to go through some memories today. I didn’t want to risk the kids damaging anything.
The greetings are pretty much the same except Ella knows what I want to show everyone. We stand around and it’s only a few minutes later that Olivia and Steal are pulling up.
Once everyone is standing there and greetings are out of the way, I speak up.
“Alright so this isn’t easy for me, but I asked you here because I want to go through our bedroom and I know that there might be some personal things from your childhood with her, Ella, that you might want to keep. Honestly, I just need my family here for the support,” I say. I don’t see a point trying to hide anything. They are my family and will understand.
“We are here for you,” my mom says in a firm voice.
Everyone heads inside and Ella stares at what I know is the box that Stacey left. Olivia sees it and looks over at me with sad eyes. “Is that?” she says and I nod my head, not needing her to finish that sentence.
“Do you want us to get rid of it?” Ella asks not taking her eyes off of it.
I shake my head without any hesitation. “No, I’m going to open it when I’m ready. It’s the last thing she gave me. I’m just not ready yet,” I say. They nod their head in understanding.
Once everyone heads towards where our master bedroom is, they look unsure.
“Look, this isn’t going to be easy. Stacey had kept some stuff over the years in the closet and that’s really want I want help with, and maybe we can go through some memories. I want the bed and everything else gone. I don’t know if I could ever use it, so maybe we can bring it to the club for someone,” I suggest, looking at my dad.
He nods his head in approval. “That sounds good. We will see if anyone needs it first. Now I’ve got to ask; there isn’t anything personal around here that you don’t want your parents to see, right?” he says and Ella and Olivia let out a little giggle at that.
I shake my head with a blush on my face.
“No, there is nothing like that. I… ah… grabbed everything before you came over, so we should be safe,” I tell them awkwardly and everyone chuckles at my expense.
My mom walks over to the window to open the curtains and let the fresh air in since the room is pretty stale now.
“Just tell us what to do,” she says looking over at me with a soft smile.
“Alright, well we can start by going
