Helios Beginnings (The Helios Chronicles #0.5) by Tawa M. Witko Page B
Authors: Tawa M. Witko
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them out of my hands.
“I could have prevented that if I hadn’t given up on Kimmy. If I had fought her and taken Andrew from her when he was little. If I had searched for him sooner THAT...” tears are coming down my face in buckets, “THAT wouldn’t have happened and maybe he wouldn’t have started using drugs and whatever else he has had to do over the years, to deal with my messed up sister and her even more messed up husband.” My heart feels like it is going to beat out of my chest.
Aaron looks at the pictures and I see that his eyes are watering as well, but he doesn’t say anything, he just pulls me into his arms and holds me, comforting me. I need to fix this. I need Andrew to know that I am sorry and that I want to help him.
“I want to go to the prison and see him,” I say with conviction.
He nods, “Olivia, I will support that but...” He runs his fingers under my eyes to wipe my tears away. “He may not want to see you, so you need to be prepared for that,” he says sweetly.
“I know, but I need to try,” I say as more tears fall from my eyes.
Olivia was startled out of her memory by the sound of movement beside her. She offered a smile to the woman that had just sat down and then turned back to her hands which were squeezing together so tightly that her fingers were turning white. She sat outside the prison waiting along with the other visitors to be allowed inside. She was so nervous but she needed to do this. Not just for her but for Andrew and her sister as well. A guard came out to direct them inside and she quickly rose from her seat.
Meanwhile, Andrew leaned against the bars of his cell and watched as a new batch of people came through. The courthouse must not have been very busy because there were only three new people. One looked like a gang banger and from the signs being thrown by the Crips down the way; Andrew knew his assumption was correct. The next was a Mexican dude that was already giving head nods to people as he walked down the hall. He had clearly been in county before and the third was a smaller white dude who looked scared shitless. Andrew turned his head slightly when he heard Marcus immediately start making cat calls to him. He just shook his head and went back inside his cell. Shortly after sitting on his cot, there was movement outside the cell.
“Don’t be jealous, Harrison, you had your chance,” Marcus said as he and Jack walked past the cell.
Andrew furrowed his brows, annoyed with Marcus’ assumption. He was still an asshole. Things had become considerably better over the last six months. Not only was Marcus a non-issue but Andrew found that most people left him alone. Oddly enough, the brothers inside thought it was funny that some ‘pretty little white boy’ could fight so well and the Mexicans were not interested in ‘the gringo’. The white dudes didn’t say much to him either. When he first got here, they saw all his tattoos and the way he fought off Marcus and his cronies and thought maybe he would be interested in joining the ‘brotherhood’ but that was not going to happen. Andrew had no intention of getting involved with them. Their protection was not worth it. He picked up his book, Heroes, Gods and Monsters of the Greek Myths and started reading. He was almost done with it and decided he wanted to get another book similar to it. He had never been much of a reader, but had learned to enjoy it while being inside.
“Harrison, you have a visitor,” Reeves said walking up to the mouth of the cell.
“I have a visitor?” Andrew asked confused.
“That’s what they tell me.”
Andrew had no idea who would be there to visit him. He didn’t know anyone. Reeves motioned for him to follow him, which Andrew did. Reeves directed him to the holding room where they frisked him, making sure he didn’t have anything on him and then they led him to a chair with one of those plexiglass partitions. There was another chair on the opposite side
“I could have prevented that if I hadn’t given up on Kimmy. If I had fought her and taken Andrew from her when he was little. If I had searched for him sooner THAT...” tears are coming down my face in buckets, “THAT wouldn’t have happened and maybe he wouldn’t have started using drugs and whatever else he has had to do over the years, to deal with my messed up sister and her even more messed up husband.” My heart feels like it is going to beat out of my chest.
Aaron looks at the pictures and I see that his eyes are watering as well, but he doesn’t say anything, he just pulls me into his arms and holds me, comforting me. I need to fix this. I need Andrew to know that I am sorry and that I want to help him.
“I want to go to the prison and see him,” I say with conviction.
He nods, “Olivia, I will support that but...” He runs his fingers under my eyes to wipe my tears away. “He may not want to see you, so you need to be prepared for that,” he says sweetly.
“I know, but I need to try,” I say as more tears fall from my eyes.
Olivia was startled out of her memory by the sound of movement beside her. She offered a smile to the woman that had just sat down and then turned back to her hands which were squeezing together so tightly that her fingers were turning white. She sat outside the prison waiting along with the other visitors to be allowed inside. She was so nervous but she needed to do this. Not just for her but for Andrew and her sister as well. A guard came out to direct them inside and she quickly rose from her seat.
Meanwhile, Andrew leaned against the bars of his cell and watched as a new batch of people came through. The courthouse must not have been very busy because there were only three new people. One looked like a gang banger and from the signs being thrown by the Crips down the way; Andrew knew his assumption was correct. The next was a Mexican dude that was already giving head nods to people as he walked down the hall. He had clearly been in county before and the third was a smaller white dude who looked scared shitless. Andrew turned his head slightly when he heard Marcus immediately start making cat calls to him. He just shook his head and went back inside his cell. Shortly after sitting on his cot, there was movement outside the cell.
“Don’t be jealous, Harrison, you had your chance,” Marcus said as he and Jack walked past the cell.
Andrew furrowed his brows, annoyed with Marcus’ assumption. He was still an asshole. Things had become considerably better over the last six months. Not only was Marcus a non-issue but Andrew found that most people left him alone. Oddly enough, the brothers inside thought it was funny that some ‘pretty little white boy’ could fight so well and the Mexicans were not interested in ‘the gringo’. The white dudes didn’t say much to him either. When he first got here, they saw all his tattoos and the way he fought off Marcus and his cronies and thought maybe he would be interested in joining the ‘brotherhood’ but that was not going to happen. Andrew had no intention of getting involved with them. Their protection was not worth it. He picked up his book, Heroes, Gods and Monsters of the Greek Myths and started reading. He was almost done with it and decided he wanted to get another book similar to it. He had never been much of a reader, but had learned to enjoy it while being inside.
“Harrison, you have a visitor,” Reeves said walking up to the mouth of the cell.
“I have a visitor?” Andrew asked confused.
“That’s what they tell me.”
Andrew had no idea who would be there to visit him. He didn’t know anyone. Reeves motioned for him to follow him, which Andrew did. Reeves directed him to the holding room where they frisked him, making sure he didn’t have anything on him and then they led him to a chair with one of those plexiglass partitions. There was another chair on the opposite side
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