Darkness Before Dawn

just letting you know what would've happened if they would've tracked you down!" Camden shouts back.
    "Your wife was shot dead. My fucking baby girl was shot dead. Oh my fucking...did you kill Cory?" Brian spits at Liam. He shouts the question again, leaving the name rattling in my head for a second too long. I bite down on Cole's forearm to keep from making a sound. He snaps his arm from me and turns around quickly, searching my face.
    I shake my head slowly. "Cory is my mom," I explain, my voice barely a whisper.
    His jaw works as he narrows his eyes at me in contemplation, a look I know too well. Before I can react, he steps away from me, shooting me a quick warning glare before stomping past Brian and Connor and grabbing Liam by the throat.
    "COLE!" Camden screams beside him as he grabs him by the shoulders. "This doesn't concern you!"
    Cole lets go of Liam, pushing him back, making him tumble and splay onto the grass before he turns to glare at Camden. "DON'T FUCKING TELL ME WHAT DOESN'T CONCERN ME! ANYTHING THAT CONCERNS BLAKE CONCERNS ME!"
    I shuffle my feet over quickly to where Cole is standing and pull on his with both my hands, begging him to step away from them, but he shrugs me off. "Back off, Blake! I'm gonna MAKE THEM understand that you are my ONLY concern! Stand over there!"
    I clutch his arm again and look at him with wide eyes, then at Camden and Liam, who's dusting the grass off his pants. Brian and Connor are watching Cole in approval. My breathing begins coming in short bursts and my vision tunnels. When my hands weaken, I drop them from his arms and concentrate on breathing.
    "Cole!" I hear Connor shout at a distance and suddenly feel arms holding me up.
    "Babe, are you okay?" Cole calls out as I blink heavily, trying to concentrate on his eyes, his beautiful green eyes. I take one last deep breath, feeling my senses returning to me all at once as I sag against him.
    "I'm fine," I whisper. "Did you kill her?" I ask, looking directly at Liam, who's standing beside us.
    "NO! I would never do that! Benny was trying to shoot me in the arm when I went for my gun, and she stepped in," Liam explains. "I loved your mother."
    "There were three shots. Three," I repeat, loud enough to hear my words over the thumping heart in my ears.
    Liam casts his eyes down before he looks back at me. "The first shot hit your mother. The rest of the shots were aimed at me."
    "But none hit you," I say, searching his body, even though I wouldn't be able to see a wound through his clothing.
    "One did," he says, lifting his shirt and showing me the hole on his arm. "I'm sorry, Blake. But I had to keep you safe. Benny's been looking for you ever since you disappeared. If you had been with me, he would've found you and who knows what his revenge would've been to get back at me! I really did lose track when you left Shelley's. Mark wouldn't tell me where you were sent. I did trust him to keep you someplace safe. With everything that had happened between me and Benny, and me and Alex...there just wasn't a safe way of me getting to you without them finding out."
    "You went on and got remarried and moved on with your life, though. And they did find me, " I supply bitterly, remembering how I felt when Dean filled me in on that piece of information.
    Liam exhales. "I'm sorry that they did. And I did get married, but that doesn't mean I forgot about you."
    "Do you have more kids?" I ask quietly.
    "No, I don't," he responds in a whisper.
    "Can we go inside?" Connor leads us toward the terrace, where Cole and I take a seat on the outdoor love sofa, while the others sit around us.
    "Don't bleed on the fucking carpet," Brian says to Liam when he comes back with a pack of ice for his hand.
    "You didn't get me ice?" Liam asks Brian.
    "I don't know if I'm gonna clock you again, boy! Start yappin' about important shit and stop whining like a little bitch!" Brian responds before walking to the bar. "Drinks?" he asks, looking at Cole and me.
    I nod feverishly, hoping for anything that can help calm my nerves. Brian comes over with two cups of gold liquid on the rocks. We thank him, as he hands it to us. I take a big gulp of it, feeling the burn in the back of my throat before I go into a coughing fit. Cole slaps my back and mumbles something about me always doing that, which is a total lie, but that's the least of my worries.
    "Careful," Brian says with a smirk.
    Liam sits down in front of us again after he serves himself a drink and I watch