Page 74 of Trigger's Forever


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“Thank you so much.”

“Anything you need, Red,” I sigh. I’m frustrated as fuck trying to reach something, so instead I chuck the wrench in my hand across the shop and lay down flat on the concrete floor.

I reach up to my phone that’s lying on the opening of the hood, pulling it down to rest on my chest.

“Are you okay?”

Ignoring the layers of grease covering my hands, I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose, trying to release some of the pressure I can feel rising. “I’m fine, babe.”

“You don’t sound fine, Jamie.”

Dropping my arms out to the concrete below me, I open my eyes and focus on the rickety shop light above me. “Just a headache, I’ll be fine tomorrow,” I lie.

“Can I bring you anything?” she asks, genuinely.

I feel like a dick for being short with her and lying, but what the fuck am I supposed to say? That I’m a lovesick fucking fool? That I feel empty on the fucking inside thinking about the fact that she may never want me the way I want her? That I’ll have to share my time with my kids when all I want is the family I never got to fucking have?

I know feeling sorry for myself isn’t going to help me, but what the fuck else do I have to be doing on a Friday night at eight o’clock? I’m sure as shit not going to the clubhouse, where it’s been nothing but a huge fuckfest the past few weeks. I can’t go hang out with Ghost at The Castle. I haven’t had the balls to step foot back in that place since April.

“Nah, I’m good. Just need to finish up here and go to bed.”

“What are you doing?”

I roll my head to the side to look at the hunk of shit that is the antique car I picked up at auction. “Working on a car I just got. It seems to be more trouble than it’s worth.”

Pebbles scoffs on the other line. “You’ve never been one to back down from a challenge.”

I wince at how true her fucking words are. One day my stubbornness is really going to come back to bite me in the ass.

“Truer words were never spoken, babe.”

“Do you want to take a break and come over to watch a movie or something?”

My eyes fly open and I pick the phone up off my chest to look at the lit up screen and make sure the right name shows on the call.

Red.

Did I hear her correctly?

“What?” I ask.

Pebbles muffled laugh comes through the speaker. I push up from the concrete and rest my elbow on my knee, waiting for her to repeat herself. “I said, do you want to come over here and watch a movie? I’m too nervous about tomorrow to sleep, and I figured you could use a break from whatever it is that has you in a sour mood.”

If only she knew it was actually her that has me in a sour mood. Well, not her specifically, but everything to do with us and this fucked up relationship.

I think it over for all of ten seconds and come to the realization that there isn’t a thing in hell that will keep me away from an invitation to be around her.

“I gotta run home and shower.”

“You have clothes in your saddlebag, Jamie. You can shower here.”

I bite my lip and fight a smile at her feisty snark. “You remember.”

“Everything.” She clears her throat. “I’ll have the popcorn ready.”

I look down at the screen when I hear the beeps signaling she’s hung up on me. Well, fuck. This girl continues to throw me through fucking loops. Just one small phone call from her has turned my mood in the right direction. I just hope I can control myself. I don’t think I could handle another rejection from her right now.

Pebbles

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