A weekend with the Alpha novel Chapter 62

I stepped out of the ward and I tried to wrap my head around everything that Lionel told me. I believe him, but the police report and his words did not tally. I knew one of them had to be lying and I knew Lionel would not lie about this. With Lionel's history of substance abuse, it would take the police a longer time to get to the truth, despite him being clean now. It wasn't fair to him, but that was what we had to deal with. 

Ivan's discovery concluded that Henry acted alone in his attack, even though snapping the way he did without a cause made no sense. It made no sense that a car without a driver crash into Lionel's and left him in a terrible state, but here we were.

I didn't want to make wrongful conclusions, but I was beginning to think the same people behind my attack were behind this. Of course, I couldn't tell him that, that would only make him worry more and, besides, I could be wrong. 

Whatever the reason was behind these attacks, I knew they wanted to eliminate the Adams and I wanted to know why. 

"Get out of my way!" I heard the voice I knew and hated yell not so far from me. Turning around, I found Betty standing there with a look of disdain on her face. I wasn't surprised. The last time we met, she wasn't welcoming, and I didn't expect something different. If it were up to me, I would live my life and cut off things that would make us meet, but it wasn't up to me, Lionel was the link between us and we seem to care about him. 

Behind her stood Tatiana, with a less confident look on her face compared to the last time I saw her over a year ago. It was not in my place to care, so I paid her little mind.

Betty crossed her arms over her chest, making the tight pink blouse she had on tighter. Her pale blue eyes stared at me from head to toe with a look of contempt. "You! What the hell do you want here? Haven't you done enough?" she yelled at me. 

I scoffed at her words and audacity. "Enough? Lionel is my brother. I am here because I care about him."

"Care about him? This is all your fault!" 

I scoffed and shook my head. "How's it my fault?" 

"You kept moving him around and travelling six hours just to see that little bastard you call a child! Look where that got him!" she snapped at me, her face turning red.

For Lionel's sake, I didn't want to lose my temper, yet this witch and her evil mouth were pushing it. I would gladly take her insult and name calling because of Lionel, but I will not take insult and name calling of my son. I will apologize later. "I will not stand here and have you talk about my son that way, Betty." 

"Or else what? You've always been a good-for-nothing child. Everything you touch turns to ruin and I will not let you bring your rotten hand anywhere near my son!" she threw her crude words at me.

"I wouldn't speak to her that way if I were you," Aaron growled, and this made me turn to find him standing behind me with a murderous look on his face.

He nodded, "Yes ma'am." and took Zion away from us. 

I walked my attention to the mother and daughter who still stood before me and I took a step toward them. "I should have said this the last time we met, but better late than never. The only thing that joins us together is Lionel and I will always be here for him because, unlike you, he understands what it means to have a family. But this would be the last time you used a disrespectful tone or words on me and my child. If you see me and you have nothing good to say, say nothing at all. Act like we do not exist and I will do the same. I wouldn't tell you what I'd do to you the next time you think about disrespecting me."

With that said, I brushed past her and made my way out of the hospital.

I came out of the building and towards the parking lot where Aaron had parked the car earlier and I saw him there holding onto Zion while talking to his siblings. It was nice to know that some people understood what family was and valued it, unlike mine. At least I still had Lionel for support and comfort, no matter how bad it gets.

They notice me approaching, and they turned to look at me.

Aaron was the first to speak. "Hey, you okay?" the concern in his tone made my heart flutter, and I nodded. "I am. Thank you for earlier." I flashed him a smile.