Marrying my high school bully

Dexter

I was pretty ticked to hear from him. A conversation with him would ease the tension I’d been feeling since Victoria got admitted.

“Spill it.” I demanded, my body tethering on the edge.

He snorted as if my order had no effect on him. “I’m helping you here so be nice.” He fired back with a steel tone. “The dunce you’re searching for tried to go off grid, but he wasn’t smart enough to keep his tracks covered.”

“What are you trying to say?” A ray of hope became visible, but I needed him to make it clearer.

“One of my staff was able to put a tab on him, so I’ll send you his present location through a text. I know you’re a busy man but be with your phone at all times, alright?” He didn’t wait for me to respond before ending the call.

Typical of Wyatt to call anyone working for him a staff. Though it was the right thing to call them, it sounded too formal in my ears for the kind of job they did.

I clicked continuously on the side of my phone, eager to get the text and it came.

A deep feeling of dread stirred in my stomach as I read the text. The dunce was in Beverly Hills and very close to the hospital we were in. Apparently, he knew that Lorraine would be here and if I wasn’t getting ahead of myself, he might have been the one sending the texts.

I didn’t bother telling Wyatt that I’d gotten his message as I swung into action. I headed straight for Tori’s ward and found her alone.

Another feeling replaced the former as I felt my temper begin to simmer. Tori’s still gaze slanted towards me as she stared at me with remorse.

Seeing that I couldn’t leave without saying anything to her, I quickly sent a message to Drake who usually drove Lorraine to work, asking him to search for her.

“You didn’t want to see me.” She said quietly after I sent the text to him.

I regarded her for a while then dipped my phone into my pocket, gathering the right words to say to her. I couldn’t be harsh on her right now because that wasn’t what she needed.

“Who told you that?” I sat on the chair beside her bed and took her hand into mine.

She sniffed and that was when I noticed the puffiness of her face. She’d been crying and I wasn’t there to console her. “I felt it. You don’t have to lie to me.” She countered, her sharp tone sawing my already weak heart.

I had to cut the chase, so I pushed the chair forward and tipped her chin to look at me.

“I’m so sorry, Victoria. I’ve failed you in several ways and it breaks my heart each time I remember that you might have been going through something and I didn’t know about it.” My voice was beginning to shake, my breath coming in quick pants.

I wasn’t one to get emotional so easily, but my sister was in a deep mess and that realisation brought out a deep feeling of empathy within me.

She shifted towards me slowly and wrapped her hand around my head. I evacuated the chair and sat beside her, holding her tightly to myself. We hadn’t shared such closeness in a while and it felt very strange but good.

“We used to be so close until after mama’s death. That shouldn’t happen again.”

I nodded, placing a kiss on her forehead. “I promise it won’t. We will always be there for each other no matter what, because you are my family.”

She broke away from my hold and looked into my eyes. “I’m sorry that I didn’t call for you when I woke up. At that point, I didn’t want someone that would judge me, and my heart felt at peace while talking to Lorraine.” She admitted.

My lips formed a ghost smile as she talked about Lorraine, but it disappeared on remembering that I didn’t know where she was.

Please be safe, I prayed.

“You like her?” I probed, enjoying the easy conversation we were having.

“I never hated her.” She replied honestly. “Maybe I didn’t like her because she got all your attention, but I realised that you found it easy to talk to her because she cared about you even with your grumpiness. Have you ever considered taking things further?”

My heart raced, my hand flying to my chest as surprise enveloped me. “Should I be scared that you’re asking such a question? ” I teased her.

“I’m serious, Dex. She’s good for you and I’m really sad that I didn’t realise on time.”

The thought of telling her who Lorraine truly was to me crossed my mind and I began to contemplate on it. We had both reconciled and I wasn’t sure I wanted to hide anything from her.

“She’s my wife already.” I blurted with a deadpan expression.

Victoria flinched, blinking incessantly as he mouth dropped in disbelief. Then she burst into an annoying laughter. I really hated it when she laughed that way, but for the information I just dropped, it was well deserved.

“You must be kidding, bro. This is the funniest joke of the century. How can you say something like that?” She reprimanded me, but when she noticed how serious my expression was, she allowed the news to sink in. “How come you got married to her and no one knows about it?”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

My phone chimed simultaneously and hastily, I checked for his message. My heart sank on reading that he couldn’t locate her.

Her phone was off.

I jerked to my feet, unable to sit still.

“What’s going on? Your face has turned pale.” She observed.

“When did Lorraine leave?” I propped my arms against my waist.

She tapped her cheek with her index finger as if in thought. “About ten minutes before you came in. She got a phone call and told me she had to leave, she also said that she’ll tell you but I guess that never happened. Why are you asking?”

I was already at the door. “I’ll tell you all about it later. Don’t be surprised if you find some men at the door. You’ll be under twenty-four hours of surveillance until you’re discharged.” I informed her and went in search of my wife.