Loving a bully billionaire part 4!

Chapter 139

“Keep bleeding love” Leona Lewis.

GRIFFIN’S POV

“How?” she asked. Her eyes went from soft and happy to confused and the all familiar pain I see in her eyes, are exactly why I stayed away for all these years. I can see the way she blinks that she thinks I’m a ghost, but Rosie kept saying, daddy, making Mia realise that it’s me.

“It’s me, baby,” I whispered.

“It’s me!” I repeat, when she stared blankly at me. Rosie kept looking back and forth between the two of us.

“Look how big you are.” I kneeled down to hug Rosie, but Mia pulled Rosie away from me.

“No, No. Let’s go, Rosie. I don’t know who this is, but this is not your father. He died 7years ago. I buried the man I loved with my entire soul and body. I buried the love of my life. Let’s go. You’ll be late for school.” this was not the response I was expecting. I guess the Mia I left is no longer the soft forgiving Mia, and I didn’t expect her to be. She grabbed Rosie by the hand and started walking to the car.

“Mia, it’s me.” she puts Rosie into the back seat of the car and straps her with the seat belt.

“Mia?”

“No, you're not him, you're not Griffin. Please leave.”

“Mia, you know it’s me, baby, please look at me,” I asked, my voice trembling while I look how she went in shock, her hands shaking. Her beautiful stare is filled with tears and Rosie looks confused at her mother.

“Mom,” I heard Rosie call from inside the car.

“No, Rosie, keep your seatbelt on. We’re late already.” She opens the car door to climb in. I tried pulling her back, but just like I remember, the feisty Mia punched me in the face.

“You left me, you f*****g left me.” she quickly jumped in the car and drove off. Leaving me on the sidewalk with regret and hating myself for bringing pain to my family again.

I should’ve stayed away. I knew this would turn her world upside down, but it was safe, safe for me to return.

I opened the front door with the keys I hold on to for 7years. Mia’s showcase video is playing on the tv. I sit for a while and watch how she danced. She was fearless at that moment, but that was also the day she got kidnapped, along with Monica.

I still don’t know what happened to Marvin, and to be honest, I don’t give a f**k. I opened the drawer in the study. There’s an old bottle of whiskey and it looks like it’s been there for years.

The study looks exactly how it looked 7years ago. Only a few photos of Rosie that’s hung up on the walls. I stared at the photo where Mia and I were holding Rosie when she was only 2months old.

I remember it like it was yesterday. We looked so happy, but deep inside we had f*****g demons killing us every day little by little until I had to give up and f*****g make a deal to keep my family safe.

I still don’t know how I will explain the disappearance of 7years to Mia. I watch the day they buried an empty coffin. Mia could barely stand up straight with all the grief pumping through her body. Rosie was still small. I think 9months old if I can remember correctly.

That was the hardest part to see Mia kneel down at an empty coffin and cry out loud. I remember how Dawn held Rosie in her arms with tears surging out of her blue eyes. Even Gretha’s family cried, and I was nowhere near Gretha’s funeral. I still don’t know how I will make up for that. f**k, I don’t even know how I will make up for 7years of disappearance. All I know is I had to turn around and walk away. Walk away from my family to keep them safe. I had to make them believe I was dead. Even Dawn had to believe it.

I heard the door open, and I immediately opened the study door. A fuming Dawn stands in the doorway. Pain and anger mixed in her eyes. Mia must have called her, otherwise, how would’ve she know I was here. I didn’t exactly plan out this entire dead, not so f*****g dead return.

“How?” is the first word coming out of her mouth. f*****g how? I don’t even know how to explain how.

“Where is Mia?” I asked while Dawn fold her arms. f**k, I forgot how annoying she can be.

“At the office, f*****g shocked and in disbelieve that the man she loved and buried 7years ago was standing on her front porch this morning, with no explanation.” She scowls.

“Yeah well, she didn’t really give me a chance to explain.”

“You haven’t changed a bit. You are still the arrogant Griffin. Why did you come back, and what a f**k happened in 7years?” I opened the drawer again where the whiskey was so silently screaming for me to open it. I hate confrontation, and I f*****g hate how I left my family for 7years.

I sit down in the chair with Dawn still staring at me, waiting for me to explain my ghost appearing in front of her.

“I had to fake my death. I haven’t told you, but I have another brother. One my father framed for murder. He threatened to kill Mia and Rosie if I didn’t testify that my father framed him.” Dawn stared me blank in the face, probably not believing a word I’m saying. Well, I guess I wouldn’t have either believe it. I disappeared for 7years to keep my family safe and now I’ve returned.

“I know you probably think why after 7years?”

“Yeah, pretty much. If you disappear to keep your family safe, what makes it different now? How are their lives after 7years not in danger anymore?” she folds her arms again, while I play with the whiskey label. I haven’t had a drink in 7years. 7years I was on the run working for the FBI to keep my family safe.

“The FBI made me a deal. Work for them to trap the drug heist in New York, since my father apparently planned the drug heist years ago to sell to Iran. A few local pharmacists were involved with the plan, but my father passed the plan over to someone called Mario. No one knew him.” Dawn looks like she’s going to faint any minute, but I kept the story going.

“Before I could even find out the name of the man, my father sold the drug plan to. I had to go through various emotions first. Finding out I have a brother, and to keep my family safe, I had to fake my death and become a nobody to help the FBI. So 7years later, the FBI trapped the heist, and Mario was sentenced to death last month along with the other pharmacists that were part of the plan.” I placed the bottle of whiskey back in the drawer before I give in to my addiction once again.

“I heard about the pharmacies that closed down because of a drug bust. I just never knew it was this serious.”

I glared up at Dawn, who still looks like she doesn’t believe me.

“Yeah, so after 7years I got exonerated for my crimes and I could finally come back. My brother is still in prison and still believes that I’m dead. I haven’t really had a chance to find out what my father did to his mother or what a f**k actually happened.” Dawn's eyes turned into a frown. A massive one actually.

“So, you think you being dead will stay a secret? Are you f*****g stupid? You coming here, your brother will soon realise that and carry out his plan.” She practically yells. I know she’s right, but I have a plan.