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Great, now I sound like a chick.
Sarah makes eye contact with me, and there's nothing there; her eyes are clouded over; it's-it's like she's in a trance, and I go to step forward, worry pulling me despite her lies, but halt at her next words. These words are hard to hear because they prove she's taking it a step further, making me sigh.
"She's dead."
Shelby gasps, but I don't question it, my hurt and disappointment blinding me as I step aside. Sarah walks past me, still in her trance, not looking at anything. I take a step toward her again, something in my gut telling me to as she crosses the road without looking, and my heart fucking stops seeing a van coming her way.
"SARAH…" Shelby shouts, and I curse, running after her. I sprint toward her, grabbing her waist before lifting her out of the road, narrowly missing the van, which beeps his fucking horn. Amy, her best friend, whom I've seen a couple of times, waddles over with her hand on her bump, her face full of fear towards us from the car shop doorway. She sends me a grateful smile as her husband, Adam, rushes over from his car, his two kids looking out the window, not knowing what's going on, thankfully.
They love their aunt Sarah.
Amy grips Sarah's cheeks as a car screeches to a halt next to us, all of us looking. I see Gerry, his eyes red, and my heart pounds as Shelby's gasp enters my mind, Sarah's words coming back—words I didn't question to be true—she'sdead.
No, no, no, no.
"Sarah, sweetheart," Hailey, her Momma, rasps, her voice rough like she'd been screaming. I can feel my heart beating so hard, and I'm afraid it'll tear from my chest.
Sarah looks up, making eye contact with her best friend as I step up behind her; she repeats the words, "She's... dead," before an agony scream falls from her full lips and her body drops. I catch her just before she hits the concrete, my body going down with hers and my arms wrapping around her. I can hear Shelby crying behind me as Adam catches his wife, who also falls to the floor with a cry. He has tears running down his face while Sarah's Momma openly sobs.
I grip Sarah in my arms, and her cries get louder and harder.
"S-SHE'S D-DEAD." She screams again, and I hold her tighter as the townsfolk all start to tear up at the pain coming from her.
Mary.
Fuck, fuck, no, no, no. Please no.
I can see Breaker on the other side of the road, his hands on his head, breathing hard, as we make eye contact. I give him a nod toward the parking lot beyond the club, and he nods back, knowing what I want as I look down at my girl when it suddenly gets quiet from her cries to see she's passed out.
Her father lets out a sob, "we-we need to get her out of the street; we've got-got to get her home."
I hold her tighter before looking at a man I know is most likely pissed at me, and right now, no excuse is good enough because I deserve all the anger thrown at me. What the fuck did I do?
I shake my head, "You need to bring her to the club…" He instantly butts in like I knew he would: "Hell no, you hurt her. She's spent every night for the past two weeks sleeping beside Mary while your brother Doc tried to convince her to talk to you when you didn't deserve it." I swallowed hard, my heart fucking hurting as the guilt that had built inside me over the past two weeks tried to claw itself out of me. I didn't even think to question Doc; I saw her say something to him that day, and he looked fucking pissed. As soon as Sarah left and chipped the paint on my bike, Doc disappeared. I've barely seen him since.
I blink, my eyes wanting to tear up, and I rasp, "I know I hurt her. I listened to jealous lying bitches," my eyes cut to Shelby, who flinches, tears falling hard down her cheeks, her guilt etching her features, before looking back at Gerry as Breaker rolls my bike over, the paint still chipped from my girl, "Believe me, I now understand, and I'm going to be spending the rest of my life to get her to forgive me, but sir, she won't mourn." He furrows his brows, and I nod at him, "She's been putting you and your wife before herself since she was seventeen; she'll wake and put her façade back up if she's in your home. I've only ever seen her fall apart once, over a month ago. Mary had said she's fallen apart on her several times, but she won't in front of you two. Her keeping it all in isn't healthy. She'll think you won't need her heartbreak as a distraction from mourning while you both think she's being strong because, sir, she isn't. You need to follow me back to the clubhouse; she needs to... to mourn away from you and your wife. I'm sorry, but she does."
My throat clogs up with the emotion of the sweet, sassy fifteen-year-old, and Gerry sniffles but nods, his eyes going to his only living child left. Adam helps up Amy, who's still crying, and rasps, "We'll follow too; you have a lot of fucking groveling to do; Sarah didn't tell us what had happened, but Mary did, and you're a fucking idiot for believing that bitch. Mary still loved you like a brother and wanted her sister happy; she's spent the past two weeks trying to get her to talk to you, so you better fix it."
I nod as he glares at Shelby, who flinches again before Gerry and Breaker help me stand with Sarah in my arms, holding her bridal style. I take her to their Ford and lay her on the back seat, her Momma climbing in with her, placing her head on her legs, and running her fingers through my girl's red hair while crying.
I shut the door as Gerry glared behind me, and I turned around and faced Shelby, "You selfish..." I don't finish as she sobs, "I-I know, I'm sorry. So sorry. Everyone always-always loved Sarah because of how big her heart was for her family. She-she gave up college for-for her sister. I-I just want-wanted to be noticed." She sobs some more as Amy, who's next to me, goes red and tries to attack. I quickly grab her, knowing her kids are watching, as Adam points at Shelby, "You stole her fucking boyfriend, took his virginity, knowing he wanted to give it to Sarah. You fucked anyone who would have you, and you even blackmailed them into fucking you. You're a selfish bitch; Sarah did nothing to you except treat you like her best friend. You come near us again, and I'll make sure my wife gets the piece of flesh she's desperately after."
He takes his woman and guides her to his car while Breaker tilts his head and says, "Pack up your locker; you're done."
Shelby sobs some more but nods, knowing her fuck up is outted. I shake my head before gripping Breaker's arm as it hits me, "Fuck, I listened to their lies; I actually believed she cut herself to make it look like she was a virgin; fuck, brother, what have I done? I left her to deal with her sister's illness alone, and now-now she's dead."
He grips me back and says, "It's not going to be easy, Pres, but we'll stand behind you. Go now; she needs you."
I give him a nod and rush to my bike before climbing on. He runs to his as I rev my engine before speeding down the road. Gerry and Adam are right behind me before Breaker comes up behind them while I fucking pray I can somehow win my girl back.
As I get closer to the club, I rev my bike loudly five times, a sign to quickly open the gates. Levi jumps up quickly. His eyes widened, seeing the cars between Breaker and me as he opened them before I skidded near the clubhouse door. I jumped off my bike, ran to Gerry's car, and opened the door before carefully picking up my girl. She sobs in her sleep, her head going into my neck, which breaks a little bit of my soul as Breaker grabs the door. As we enter the common room, Rose jumps up when she sees Sarah passed out in my arms, her eyes going to Hailey, who locks eyes on her friend.
"Hailey, what's happened? What's wrong with Sarah? Is Mary okay?"
Rose was the one person other than my blood brother who didn't believe the lies, and now I can see why; she knows—fuck—knew Mary.
Gerry takes a deep breath as I descend the stairs, everyone looking at Sarah with horror, my father rushing over to me but stopping with Gerry's words, "Mary's gone, Rose. She had a blood clot in her brain and died instantly with-with Sarah next to her."
