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I take deep inhales as I start to feel less lightheaded as the seconds pass.
What a fuckin’ pussy.
I should be ashamed of myself.
I want to punch this asshole in the face for taking up my time with Aspyn, and here I am sucking in lungful’s of air with my head buried near my crotch.
Do I even deserve to be a biker?
“Rock.” Aspyn dives to my feet, concern on her face. “God, is he gonna be okay? He looks pale and all clammy…”
“It’s claustrophobia,” Priest explains. “He’ll be okay in a minute.”
I breathe as he tells me to, and then he says, “I’ll get him a stiff drink. That’ll help with relaxin’ him.”
I don’t tell Priest that alcohol rarely ever works even when it’s used as a depressant. It doesn’t make things worse for me, luckily, but the short-term relaxant might just help me get my breathing under control.
“Rock,” Aspyn whispers.
I stare at her.
Her hair is…different.
She looks completely different.
Her hair is chestnut, her skin has a more subtle golden hue…. Those lips, though, they’re still the same…
“I need you,” I whisper.
Her eyes go wide. “You have me, Rock. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
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ASPYN
I nod as Priest leaves, giving me instructions on what to do if Rock has another episode.
I’m glad he was here. I would’ve had no idea what to do, which annoys me.
That’s another thing about living a sheltered life… I don’t know what to do in emergency situations. Like, if someone was actually choking or something, what the hell could I do? Holler and scream for help? Dial 911. Someone could die in my hands, and I’d never be able to forgive myself.
He sits back on the couch, his eyes closed as he starts to get some color back in his cheeks.
This wasn’t the reunion that I envisioned. Far from it, but this isn’t about me.
My heart races a mile a minute as I wait for him to say something.
He holds the glass in one heavily tattooed hand. It’s half full of amber liquid which smells like whiskey.
I was playing a game with Priest because we were bored, and Rock hadn’t replied to my text, when he came bursting in the door looking furious.
“Rock?” I whisper. “Is there anything I can get you?”
Finally, he says, “I’m good, Trouble.”
I rub his back with the flat of my palm, soothing him as I try to will him back to me.
I’ve never seen anything like this before. He was so…out of it.
