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It’s not about me not knowing he’ll do it. I need to hear him say it, as it’s the last thing I can do for them.
“Tell Alannah I love her, more than anything, and that I’m sorry she’s gonna be hurting now, and that she’s been the only one my whole life. Tell my boys they’re my world, and I’m so fucking proud of them.”
“I can’t listen to this, brother, because you’re not going anywhere!” he yells, focusing up front. “How far out are we?”
I don’t hear the response. Closing my eyes, I fill my mind with memories of Alannah and my sons.
The day I married her.
The day Leo was born.
The night Luca was born.
The three times my life was given a purpose other than wearing the patch. The club can be dark, but they were my light. If there is something after death, I’ll spend it watching over them until the day comes when we’re reunited.
“You were the first person I ever trusted…” Panting, I try to gather enough energy to finish. “I love you, brother.”
Keeping his hands on my wound, he cranks his head over mine, and I see the fear winning over the light side of my best friend.
“Trust me now, then, when I say this isn’t your time.”
My eyes drift closed, and a warmth flows over me. I always vowed I’d be a Lost Soul till I died, and I was right.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Holly
Leo brought me down to the bar a couple of hours ago, and his daughter is currently sleeping with her head on my lap as I sit on the couch. Whatever the doctor gave me kicked in fast, because I don’t feel as if I’m dying anymore. But I do feel a little nauseous, and extremely tired. Not that I can sleep for wanting answers, though, hence why I’m down here. A part of me thinks Leo only offered to bring me down here so he could keep an eye on me, as well as keep me distracted.
“What does it mean that you laid a claim on me?” I ask him after hearing others talking about it.
“It means I told the club you’re to be trusted, and if I’m wrong, I’ll have to pay a price.”
Swallowing thickly, I daren’t prod him further. It’ll be a question for later, because I want to know what the price is. If I’ve learned one thing about this club, it’s that he’s not talking money.
“What were your plans when you were done with Tal—I mean, Ethan?” he asks, obviously not wanting to talk about it either.
I look up at him, sitting at the opposite end of the couch as he stares down at his daughter.
“It was meant to be fun while on summer break. When I met Ethan, I thought he was enough to distract me from my dad badgering me to finish my last year of college.”
“But that isn’t what you want?”
I shake my head. “I have no idea what I want to do. I’m happy enough to wake up each day and see what it brings. But now, with my hands…” I can’t bring myself to think of them, let alone say out loud they’re fucked, so I move on. “I feel like I need to have a plan to accommodate how I’m going to survive in this world now.”
With the darkest brown eyes I’ve ever seen, he focuses his attention on me. Seeing past the colour, I can almost feel the sorrow having made a home inside of him. I don’t know what’s caused it, but it’s there.
“You don’t need a plan. I think planning is overrated, and it most always leads to disappointment.”
I couldn’t agree with him more.
“Is that what happened to you? You made plans that left you disappointed?”
The little girl sleeping on my lap obviously has a mother somewhere, but she doesn’t seem to be around.
“It was my actions that led to my plans shattering and leaving me disappointed.” He looks down at my hands, then back to me. “You getting involved with Ethan led to this happening to you, but it shouldn’t have.”
“Is that why you’re helping me? You feel sorry for me?”
