Rambler Basterds

Chapter15

***Savvy***

I will say going for coffee with Chaos turned out to be a nice break I needed. Even though I was confused about my thoughts on him and planned to spend the day outside of the clubhouse to clear my head, agreeing to get coffee wasnt that bad. He was actually funny and made me laugh a lot, which is something I had not done in a while, and somehow I felt a little lighter at the end of the day.

That was two days ago. I had finally had my fill of sitting around doing nothing, so I busted into Undertaker's office yesterday and demanded that he let me return to my job, or his clubhouse would be turned upside down with him in the middle of it.

"You know, no one talks to me like this and lives." He growled at me, crossing his arms over his chest, and stared at me with that look like he was going to imitate me.

I only laughed,

Following him, I stood with my arms crossed, my feet spaced as I held his stare, "You will have to do better than that. I have been married to a military man since I was a youngster, Your whole." I waved my hand at him. "Vibe isn't doing anything to me but annoying me more, so what will it be, Work or a bunch of crazy?" I raised a brow at him, but I heard a chuckle from the doorway, knowing Chais was standing there, I shot him a glare over my shoulder. He only raised his hands,

But in the long run, Undertaker agreed to let me go back to work, which I was so grateful for, I do not do well with just sitting about.

I was in the kitchen helping the ladies in there clean up after breakfast when my phone started ringing. Pulling it out, I saw Hexley's name flashing on the screen.

I had been dodging his calls, and I know I shouldn't have, but I didnt want to worry him. Sliding my finger across the green button, lifting the phone to my ear.

"Hexley hunnie."

"Mom!" He all but shouted at me, making me pull the phone away from my ear. Chaos had just come into the kitchen. He was at attention when he saw my reaction. He was right there in front of me, but I held my hand up, letting him know it was fine.

"Hexley, please do not shout."

"What the hell, mom, I have been calling you for days, and you haven't answered, what am I to do when you finally pick up the phone?"

I had to pull in a breath. Hexley sounded like his father over the phone.

"Im alright, I have been a little busy, and I am sorry for missing your calls, but Im here now, so can we not fight while I know I only have a few minutes to speak with you." I kept my voice soft, knowing if I came back harshly, it only set him off even more, another trait of his father's, it's not a bad one, but it can be challenging sometimes.

Hearing him let out a sigh, I know I've gotten through to him, "Im sorry, Mom. I was worried, and I couldnt reach you. I thought something happened to you. I was about to put in for an emergency leave,"

My heart warmed at his words. He is a good kid. The amount of worry in his voice made me a lump form in the back of my throat.

"There's no need, hunnie Im fine, just staying busy, you know I like to keep moving."

He chuckled, "Yeah, heaven forbid any grass grows under your feet.".. "Have you spoken to grandpa lately?"

Ugh, there was another conversation I was avoiding,

"No, dear, but I will call him today,"

"Okay, I know he would like to hear from you. I miss you."

Dam kid, he knows how to pull at my heartstrings.

"Love you, sweet boy, don't tell me what you've been doing over there." I took a seat on the small stool. I know he does not have long, but I wanted to change the subject.

We got to talk for about half an hour before he said he had to go,

"Mom, if something was bothering you, you would tell me, right?"

"Of course I would, but you do not need to worry, Im doing fine, and I promise I will call grandpa as well. I will keep in better contact with everyone."

I heard him pull in a breath, "Alright, Mom, I have to go, I love you, and please do not ignore my calls again, I do not like that."

I laughed, "I promise, hunnie, love you too, stay safe please,"

"Always,"

The call ended, dropping the phone to my lap, I stared at it. The same haunting feeling that always crept up after I would get off a call with his dad while he was away settled in my chest. Lifting my hand, I rubbed my chest.

Blue was in front of me, head on my lap, letting out a low whine,

"He will be alright," I whisper to him. I run my hand over his head.

"Savvy." I heard someone call my name. I looked up, seeing Chaos standing there looking down at me, and the look on his face told me he was here for the whole thing.

"Your boy?" He nodded at the phone still on my lap.

Nodding my head. "Yeah, he calls when he can. He only gets a little time,"

"He sounded a little mad at first?"

"He was, but that was my fault as I had answered his calls, he thought something had happened. he is just like his father in that department." I couldnt help the small chuckle that slipped out. But then it turned to a sob. God dont let me break here in this kitchen.

Chaos's large body was kneeling in front of me, his hand rubbing up and down my arms.

"Hey. Look at me." He says, I look at him, but he is blurry looking as now my eyes have filled with tears. Dam it, I wasnt going to fall apart.

"Take a slow breath in for me. nice and slow."

Doing as he said, I didnt realize I was holding my breath in the first place,

"Good, now let's do it again."

I do not know how long we sat like that. When I was able to take in my surroundings, I noticed we were the only ones in the kitchen.

I blinked, looking around. "I had them step out to give you some privacy."

"Thanks." I wipe at my face, but he pulls my hand down, lifting his hand, his thumb wiping under my eyes.

"No need to thank me, I can understand those calls are hard, and he is your son. You have every right to worry about him."

Nodding my head. It wasnt just Hexley, He was how much like his father he was that hurt, and it's nothing agasint Hexley, it's not his fault he took after his father, and I love that about him. His father had wonderful traits, and he loved hard and with all, and that's how Hexleys is, I love my son more than anything, it just stirs them memoires, and they are so painful still I knocks everything out of me.

And now there is this man I hardly know who seems to suddenly become a part of my life in a crazy and painful time, but something about him I do not know what it is, but it seems there is a part of me that needs him, and he is there at the times I do.