Page 20 of Beyond Repair: Part Two
My head falls forward at the slam of the sliding glass door. "Fuck," I groan.
Why the hell did I have to say anything? Sure, what I said was true, but I'm never bothered enough by it to call him out on how he acts. It really is fine. We're all different, and Trevor's energy isagoodthing. It's kept us together all these years.He has to know that, right?
Henry curses just as I hear a soft sniffle. Chills skitter down my spine, then I turn. Nina crouches on the stairs looking like a little girl caught eavesdropping when she really shouldn't have.
Ridge leans against the banister beside her, glaring at me like I royally fucked up.I suppose I did.
Nina wipes her face and stands. I watch as she scurries around Ridge and down the back hallway.She's following Trevor,I realize, and it makes me feel worse. She thinks Trev needs consoling, not me.Why would I?
"Idiot," Ridge growls as he bypasses me to grab a Gatorade from the fridge.
My temper flares as I turn on him next. "Me?How the hell am I the idiot? Why would you let her listen to that?"
With a straight look that makes me feel dumber than Trevor ever could, Ridge's words punch me right between the eyes. "Nina may be small and a little fragile, but I'm pretty fucking sure she's survived worse than witnessing an argument. Don't you think?"
Fuck.
"Take the kid gloves off, brother," Ridge adds, moving to the living room to fire up his video game, I bet. "If she's going to be with us forever, she needs to learn how to handle our faults."
That's what she's doing. Repairing my screw up.Damn it. She doesn't need this now.
Looking Henry in the eye, I allow him to see my determination to do better. Wearein this together.
