Trevor was standing against the wall when we walked out of Willow’s classroom. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her into to me. I picked up Payton and held her close as well. As we passed him, he pierced me with a cold unbreakable stare and I glared back.
However, this wasn’t just your ordinary glare, this was more like the touch my family and you are a dead man kind of glare. I will not let him anywhere near my girls.
When I really get a good look at the guy, it’s truly uncanny how much he resembles Tyler. I decided I need to do some research on this guy. If he’s anything like Tyler he doesn’t need to be around Children.
“Well that was awkward,” Willow says as we reach my car.
“Yeah, it was!” I laugh but I didn’t want to talk about him so I changed the subject. “What time do I need to be at your house tonight?” I take her bags and place them in the backseat while she buckles Payton in. She gets in the car and proceeds with her seat belt.
“Dinner is at five-thirty.” Sensing my apprehension she reaches over and intertwines her fingers in mine, she studies at me with her beautifully concerned sea blue eyes.
“Cole, it will be okay; he’s not a brute and he’s really a nice guy. I know you are nervous about this but I promise it will be okay. I will never put you in a situation like that night again. That was unfair of me.” I squeeze her hand and explain.
“Willow it was my decision to go with you. I had a feeling of what I would be walking into. Granted I probably should have just stayed back and kept my mouth shut but I just couldn’t. What’s done is done and I just hope he will accept me now.” Her mouth curves into a reassuring smile
“He will. Trust me?” And with that, I did trust her.
I had about an hour to be back to Willow’s and it was only a ten-minute drive from my apartment, so I fired up my laptop and opened up the Google search page. I typed in the name Trevor Bane in the search bar and came up empty. I had a sinking feeling that wasn’t his real name so I keyed in Trevor Harrison and about a hundred links popped up.
I clicked on the first one and within seconds his picture along with the rest of his family was staring right back at me. The article said he was Richard’s nephew; it went on to say his brother Tyler Harrison is severing 85 years in Prison. This is all making sense now; the bastard is Tyler’s brother.
A million questions start running through my head, could he be seeking out Willow for revenge or is he keeping tabs on her for his Brother? I have no answers for these questions but I do know that Willow and Payton are not safe with him around and I need to let her know. I print off the article so I can show it to willow. I glanced at the clock, closed my laptop and headed out the door.
On my way, I stop at the local grocery store and pick up some flowers for Willow and her Mother. I thought about getting a bottle of wine but then remembered Willow’s Mom is a recovering addict so I grab of a bottle of apple cider. When I reach the check out I hear my name called out
“Cole Knight?” I turn around and find Chris, my best friend from High School and Taylor River.” I walk away from the register and head towards them.
“Hey Guys, It’s good to see you!” I say honestly. Taylor walks over and gives me a hug, and Chris and I have a sort of Bro hug.
“When did you get back in town? He asks, “Does Willow know?” He then realizes that I might not know about Payton.
“I’ve been back a couple of weeks and yes I have seen Willow. In fact, I was just headed over there for Dinner.” Chris relaxes.
“So then you know?” Taylor asks. “About Payton?”
“Yes I have met her and she is amazing.”
“Are you two seeing each other again?” She asks and I’m not sure how to answer that. I decided to just tell them the truth.
“Yes, well sort of. We are taking things slow for Payton.” I switch the direction of the conversation. “What about you two? How have you been?” Taylor smiles and looks at Chris adorningly.
“Well, we got married last month.” Chris explains “I joined the Army after High School since my parents couldn’t afford to send me to College. I didn’t feel it was right for me at the time. Taylor got accepted to an out of state college but we always stayed in contact. I finished my tour and came home and married her. I figured if she was willing to wait four years for me then she was worth marrying. I’m now enrolled in the pre-med program at the University of Utah and Taylor is working on her Master’s degree in marine biology.”
“I’m happy to hear you are doing well. I’ve worked with other Soldiers who weren’t as well off. War isn’t an easy thing and I admire you for your courage.” Chris appeared stunned but said.
“You worked with Soldiers’? What do you do?”
“Well right now, I’m just waiting to start med school but not sure where I’m going yet. In College, I did an internship with a counseling agency. They mostly had me working with Soldiers who had just come home from Afghanistan. The counselors thought that given my past I would be good for them.”
They both looked surprised but impressed. I looked at the time and realized if I didn’t leave I was going to be late. “It was really good to see the both of you and congrats on the wedding. I really need to run but let’s get together and catch up.”
“We’d love too,” Taylor says. “Tell Willow I will call her next week and set something up.”
“I will see you soon.” I get back in line and pay for my stuff and within seconds I’m back at my car and heading towards Willows. By the time I reach Willow’s front door, I’m sweating buckets. I don’t think I have ever been so scared in my life.
Well, maybe when I was pretty sure I was going to die but even then I wasn’t even as frightened as I am now. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door and within seconds I’m face to face with Peter Johnson who appears to be confused.