Chapter 67
Kevin ambled down the hall talking
to himself in his head. I don’t need this on top
of everything else. That little kid does not deserve
this. I am so worried about Bron. I am sick and
tired of everyone interfering. He checked Brian’s
room. Stevie was sleeping on the couch and Bounce
at the other end. Now where the hell is she. I’m
not playing with her. Kevin figured he would try
Carlos and Jake’s room. He walked further down the
hall and the door was open.
He saw Bron had her head on the table
and she was holding Nick’s hand. Mary was hovering
over Bron’s head. Kevin listened to the conversation
in the room since he hadn’t been noticed. Mary was
telling Bron she was a baby and Bron was whining like
she was a baby. Mary was getting upset with Bron
and it was very noticeable.
Kevin decided to intervene as he
walked into the suite. “You wouldn’t be going through
this if you’d have just listened to me in the first
place.”
Bron heard the words. Oh yeah if
I had done exactly what you told me to do the stitches
wouldn’t have been necessary. I know we had this
fight already. “Yes daddy Backstreet,” Bron replied
sarcastically.
Mary told Bron three more and she
was done. Kevin glanced at Nick who had expression
on his face of pain. “I won’t be able to practice
my drums for a week,” he said to Kevin.
Kevin shrugged. “Payback!” was his
response to which Nick frowned at him.
“Ouch!” came out of Bron.
“Jesus Bron. They should’ve have
come out over a week ago, but since you were being
so uncooperative…”
“Mare,” Kevin warned her and she
shut up.
Calm had taken over the room while
Mary finished. “All done,” she announced.
Bron picked her head up and rubbed
the back of it. “Thank you,” she smiled at Mary.
Kevin cleared his throat, “I need
to talk to Bronwyn it’s important.”
Brian glanced at Nick who stood up,
“Let’s go visit Jerald and Tim.”
Kevin narrowed his eyes at both of
them, “Good idea and keep your mouth shut.”
“Thanks for the moral support guys,”
Bron called to them as they left.
“Anything for you,” Nick grinned
and made a hasty retreat.
Mary smiled at Bron, “Well I’m done
and Alex should be back, bye.”
Kevin and Bron watched Mary leave.
Bron went and sat on the couch. She was grinning
from ear to ear, “You want to talk,” as she patted
the seat next to her.
“Yes, but I am staying right here,”
he chuckled as he watched her go into a pout. “It
isn’t easy for me either you know. Seriously I need
to talk to you,” he added. Kevin walked over and
sat down next to her. Bron’s stomach did a flip;
mother’s intuition was kicking in. “It’s about Bounce?”
he said.
Kevin watched the panic well up in
Bron and show in her eyes, “She’s fine. But I want
to tell you something and I know that you will be
upset. I’m afraid of how you’ll react.” What was
running through his mind was the fact that he was
scared to death how she would react.
“You have to tell me first,” Bron
sighed.
Kevin repeated what Jerald had told
him about Bounce’s nightmare. Kevin saw the tears
begin to slide down Bron’s face. “I wonder how much
she knows?” Bron croaked out.
Kevin stood up and wiped the tears
from her face with his hand. “Let’s go find out.”
They went down the hall to Brian’s room. Kevin pushed
open the door and Stevie was in the chair reading.
Bounce wasn’t on the couch. Stevie picked his head
up and looked at Kevin. “Is she still sleeping?”
Kevin asked.
“In the bathroom,” he replied.
Stevie looked at Bron, “What’s wrong
with you?” Stevie had always been able to read Bron
like a book.
“I know about the nightmare,” Bron
told him.
“I hope you’re not upset with us.
I knew you were already stressed. I handled it.”
Stevie explained as Bounce came out of the bathroom.
“Hi Mom, Hi Kev,” Bounce smiled.
“Did you sleep good?” Kevin asked
and Bounce gave him thumbs up.
“Bounce, Kevin and I want to talk
to you about something.” Bron said cautiously.
Stevie got up to leave and Kevin
motioned him to stay. Bron grabbed Bounce’s hand
and led her to the couch. Kevin followed and sat
on the other side of Bounce. “Baby, Kevin’s brother
said you had a bad dream about a bad man. Can you
tell us about it?” Bron asked trying to control her
own emotions.
Bounce dropped her head. “It’s okay
Bounce. Please tell us?” Bron begged her.
“The bad man was in the bathroom
and you were crying and yelling,” she said with a
sad face. “Did he hurt you mommy?” Bounce asked
her.
Kevin was ready to burst he wasn’t
handling this as well as he thought he would. But
Bron wasn’t having a problem. “Did you hear or see
anything else Bounce? I need to know if you did?”
Bron continued.
“No I just heard you crying and then
I went back to bed.”
“Bounce the bad man did hurt me,
right here,” Bron replied as she pointed to her heart,
“But he can’t hurt me or you anymore,” Bron smiled.
Inside it was a flood of relief. I can still protect
my child from this hurt.
“Are you sure?” Bounce asked.
Bron beamed, “Yes, Kevin and Your
uncles made sure of that.”
Bounce turned towards Kevin and reached
up. She gave him a hug and said thanks with a smile.
Bron knew Kevin was going to lose it and he did.
He broke down and a tear slid down his face. Bounce
giggled, “Guys don’t cry,” she told him.
Bron chuckled and tapped Bounce on
the shoulder, “This one does.”
Bounce gave Kevin another hug, “You
shouldn’t cry. Uncle Stevie says Mommy loves you,
she just doesn’t know it yet.” Kevin laughed loudly.
That is exactly what he needed to hear to cheer him
up.
“DAMMIT STEVEN!” Bron turned to
him, angry as hell.
Stevie smirked, “Sorry.”
“Mom you said a bad word,” Bounce
looked at her mother in shock. “Don’t do that around
Mrs. R. She’ll put you in your room and ground you,
she means it too.”
Kevin looked at a half dazed Bron,
her kid had just corrected her and it stunned her
temporarily. “My mom doesn’t stand for cussing, especially
from a little kid,” he grinned.
Bron moaned, “Great my kid has been
taken over by the Richardson clan.”
Kevin’s eyebrows went up, “Is that
a problem?”
“No,” Bron replied quickly as she
tried to cover for herself. Don’t mess with the family
went flying through her head.
Bron turned to Stevie, “Who’s been
watching her?”
Stevie shrugged his shoulders, “Kevin’s
mom.”
“That’s your job. Why?” Bron hissed.
“Because Kevin keeps me busy,” Stevie
smiled. Bron looked confused as in fact was. “You
don’t work for Kevin.” Bron scrunched up her face.
Somebody has been up to something. I want to know
what, she thought.
“Boss Man’s orders,” Stevie grinned.
Yep Mc can deal with her, I’m not, he said in his
head.
“I’m gonna kick his ass,” Bron announced
as she headed for the phone. “Mom, you did it again,”
Bounce whined. Kevin and Stevie busted out laughing
at the remark.
“Listen you, I am still your mother
and you better stop correcting me.” She spoke as
she spun around to look at Bounce who had discreetly
pushed herself closer to Kevin for protection. Kevin
dropped an arm around Bounce and pulled her a little
closer.
“Ease up Bron,” Kevin warned her.
Bron was pissed and Kevin knew it.
Time to defuse the situation, he thought. “So how’s
the riding lessons going?” as he pulled Bounce on
his lap.
“Great. Are you going to put horses
in your barn?” Bounce asked extremely excited.
“I was thinking about it,” Kevin
answered her as he raised his eyes to Bron’s.
“Riding lessons? What else has Kevin
and his family have you doing Bounce?” Bron spoke
with a slightly acid voice.
“Stuff. You know, school, church,
Sunday School, and riding lessons,” Bounce was thrilled
at all the new things she had been doing and more
than happy to share her adventures.
“Busy girl,” Bron said sarcastically
as she looked at Kevin.
Kevin pushed Bounce onto the couch,
“Come on time to get ready for dinner.” Bounce looked
at Kevin, “Can I go and wear the new dress Uncle Mc
gave me.”
Bron’s temper hit the ceiling. She
walked to Stevie and placed both arms on the chair
he was sitting in and got in his face. “We need to
talk my friend. I have rules and you haven’t been
following them. He knows he isn’t suppose to be doing
shit like that,” Bron hissed in his face.
Bron stood up, “You go get ready
Bounce and I will get ready.”
“Okay, Hey mom how come we aren’t
in the same room?” Bounce inquired.
“Because we didn’t know you were
coming. It was a surprise.” Bron explained.
“Oh okay.” The three adults watched
her head for her little suitcase and then the bathroom.
“Yeah a big one,” Stevie chuckled
under his breath.
“We will talk Steven,” Bron announced
as she walked out the door with Kevin behind her.
She reached Jake’s door and Kevin
grabbed her hand. “Kevin,” she gave him an annoyed
look as she tried to shake her hand free.
“I want my kiss,” he smiled.
“No, no kisses,” she exclaimed.
“Why not? Just one,” he said as
he grinned at her.
“No,” she replied as she tried to
pull away.
“Sorry darlin’,” as he captured her
head with his free hand and kissed her. Bron moaned
lightly and he stepped back from her. “See ya at
dinner,” he smirked.
“You’re a freakin’ tease,” she ground
out as he walked away snickering on his way to Howie’s
room.
Bron walked in to see Brian and Nick
back in the room and no one else. “What are you doing
here?” she asked them. “Waiting for you,” they grinned.
“Oh why?” she leaned against the
wall and folder her arms. “We wanted to apologize
for our surprise,” Nick told her.
Bron shook her head wanting to believe
them but somehow she knew better. “Fine I accept,
but no more pranks, please. He can’t take it and
neither can I.”
“Okay,” as they grinned at each other.
Jake and Carlos walked in and Carlos looked at them.
He had been around them for years and knew instantly,
“What are you up to now?” Haven’t you caused enough
trouble today,” he asked.
Bron stood there and chewed on the
side of her cheek, “They told me they were here to
apologize for their little surprise,” Bron said dryly.
“You buying that?” Carlos laughed.
“For now I will,” Bron shook her
headed for her duffel bag. Brian and Nick watched
her and quickly glanced at each other. “We have to
get ready for dinner,” Brian said and they were out
the door in a flash.
“Bron, they’re up to something,”
Carlos warned her.
“I know, but what this time?” as
she headed for the shower.
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