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“Blair!” Faye throws herself at me.
I grunt but wrap my arms around her, burying my head in her shoulder as she talks, her voice muffled by my hair.
When she pulls back, she’s crying. “I was so worried, you asshole! Don’t you ever do that again.” She smacks my shoulder, and Cyrus growls, but she turns her head and glares at him. “Cyrus fucking Crew, you shut your face. This is my sister, you dick.”
His mouth snaps shut, and I can’t help but laugh. I look over her shoulder and see the others crowding there, waiting to be invited in, unlike Faye. Allegra and Lexi are at the front, and when I grin at them, they hurry in. Faye moves so they can hug me.
Allegra grips my face, meeting my eyes as she says, “You are a crazy bitch. I’m glad you’re okay, life would be so boring without you.”
Lexi smacks her and kisses my cheek. “I’m so happy you’re alright. We missed you.” She looks at my men and winks. “Nice to officially meet you.”
Jay, Prez, and other bikers stay outside but nod at me. Crew gives up their seats for my friends and step over to the corner, watching me carefully while letting me have some time with my girls. We talk about nothing and everything—they’re clearly trying to keep my mind off shit. Allegra and Lexi regale Faye with tales of my club nights, and Faye returns the favour with party stories. Outwardly, I smile, but inside, I’m hurting.
I know they see it, but they know me well enough not to push, so instead they show me they are here, giving me their support, right up until Cyrus kicks them out. I promise to rest and call, and Faye gets in Cyrus’s face, pointing at him.
“I will let you manhandle me just this once, but I’m not leaving. I will be in the waiting room. Don’t think you can get rid of me this easily. That is my sister in that bed, so get the fuck over it and also have a fucking shower. You stink, it’s pathetic.” She flips her hair, blows me a kiss, and storms out of the door. The bikers part for her like she’s their queen.
I can’t help but laugh until I’m coughing, tears escaping my eyes from the force of it.
Eventually, they take turns showering thanks to Faye’s prompts. They all keep me company, showing me a TV that rolls up, holding me as I nap, and just being by my side. The day passes quickly, and I feel a lot better by nightfall, but the doctor wants to keep me overnight just to be sure.
I’m given a three-course meal for tea, which is better than anything I’ve ever eaten before, and we sit at the table to eat. I smile as they tease each other. After, I’m forced back to bed to rest and they surround me, putting on a film and calling it family time.
I’ve been okay all day, not spilling a single tear, but I worry for what’s to come. I promised myself if I survived this, though, I would truly live, and I really want to, but when?
As night falls, they hold me. While they sleep around the bed, I stare out of the window, watching the stars. It’s the first night I won’t have to worry about him. He’s dead by my own hands, he’s never coming back, and I wonder if that will give me any freedom from my nightmares. I don’t know, but it’s like everything finally catches up to me.
I try to cry quietly before I draw my knees to my chest and press my face into them to muffle my sobs, but I must not do very well because arms surround me.
“Shh, you’re okay,” Bray murmurs.
“We are here,” Asher soothes.
“We won’t leave you. Everything else can be fixed, baby girl. Let it all out,” Cyrus adds.
I wipe my face on my gown. “It’s stupid. We survived, we’re okay, and I’m not sorry he’s dead or that I pulled the trigger. I’m sorry I left, but it’s... Meredith. Stupid, I know. I hated her. She was a horrible person, maybe not always, but recently…”
“She was still your mother,” Asher offers, and if anyone understands, it’s him. “It’s okay to cry for her, to mourn her.”
“It’s okay to be sad,” Bray agrees.
I nod, and Cyrus leans in to kiss me. It’s the first time they have all day, and I didn’t even know I needed that contact until his lips meet my skin. It reassures me they are really okay and that they forgive me. It also starts a whole new wave of tears, and they hold me through it all.
We stay like that until morning, and when the sun rises and my tears dry, I know I won’t cry for my mother or Mr. Andrews ever again.
It’s over, and it’s time to start the rest of our lives.
Together.
