Keir (bkeir) wrote in kuttelife, @ 2018-10-08 17:49:00 |
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Keir got up from his bed and tossed his phone down before he changed out of his sweats and into jeans with a plain black hoodie with his trusty black Vans hat. Regan lifted her head and huffed at him as if to say “dad where are you going?” He chuckled and gave the area behind her ears a rub before he covered the pit bull up with the comforter. “Don’t worry I’ll be back little brat.” He walked over to his dresser and opened the top drawer. He slipped his right inside and under a few t-shirts that were folded, there rested his favorite blade. It was black partial serrated and fit into a black leather sheath. It had been with him through everything and now he wanted it to go to Ruby. The raven-haired beauty that he was smitten with. After he tugged his boots on he headed out the door with the blade in his hoodie pouch. The drive only took him fifteen minutes simply because he driving smart and making sure no one was following him. Shit was going sideways as it always seemed to be going, but the shit going on with three of his brothers in the hands of the mutts made his stomach roll. Keir had seen some violent and bloody shit from his time in the Army but this was a new level. He just prayed that everyone came back in one piece more or less. He let his mind wander to Ruby to help calm him as he drove. He liked the fact that they were talking more even if she was the one who instigated it all of the time. It wasn’t that Keir didn’t have anything to say he was just a quiet person in nature unless he was around Heath or his family. Then he was a loud mouth. He pulled up to her place and stepped out to do a quick perimeter check when everything was clear he nodded to himself and stepped up to her door. He gave the door a quick rap and waited as he looked around again just to ease his own nerves. |