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Chapter 31
REMEDY
It was as if someone knocked the air out of me, and my brain wasn’t getting enough oxygen.
I felt lightheaded and sick to my stomach, and my chest hurt immensely. I needed to find a way to calm down and breathe easy. Jagger took me to his apartment, and once we got inside, he pulled me into his arms, holding me close and whispering that things will soon turn out right.
After what I heard the men talk about in church and finding out that my father wasn’t dead, I wasn’t so sure that things would get better.
Woodrow had betrayed the club just like my father had, and I knew whatever step the others were going to take wouldn’t be one I’d agree with.
I had lost my father once, and the toll that took on me mentally—despite the gruesome shit he did—was hard for me to work through. I was in a dark space after Dad was gone. I had to deal with emotions I had never dealt before. I dealt with betrayal, loss, and acceptance, and going through it all over again felt like he steepest mountain to climb.
Every sob hurt my chest, and my knees were giving out slowly. I held on to Jagger as tightly as I could, and when I couldn’t stand on my own two feet anymore, he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom.
He took off my shoes and pants, then made me lie down as he pulled the covers over my body. “Don’t leave me,” I whispered. I couldn’t be alone right now.
“I’m going to get you some water. I’m not leaving you tonight,” he promised. He leaned in and kissed my forehead, then he left the room for less than thirty seconds before he was back.
He made me sit up and drink the water, and after taking off his jeans, shoes, and cut, he came to lie beside me.
I curled into his chest and took a deep, shaky breath. I had no tears left to cry but the pain lingered.
A thought that scared me rushed through my mind, and I looked up at Jagger with wide eyes. “Fender’s not going to kill him, is he?”
“Fender’s gonna do what he thinks is right, baby.”
I tensed, and Jagger’s arms tightened around me. I hated that even in this situation, he wasn’t going to tell me much.
“I understand that he’s betrayed the club but what about Agnes and Myra?”
“Your father had a daughter too when he was supposed to die.” The way Jagger said it made me want to throw up. I had almost forgotten who these men were. They were cruel. Heartless when they had to be. It was their life and I was just living in it.
Whatever was going down at the club at this very moment was out of my control, and all I could do was wait and hope that the innocent ones weren’t getting hurt.
I closed my eyes and buried my face into the crook of Jagger’s neck as another wave of emotion hit me. Shortly after, my mind went blank.
I woke up in the dark with no one next to me. Jagger had promised to stay with me all night but I wasn’t in my right mind to care. I turned onto my back and looked at the ceiling, accepting that what happened last night was reality. I looked at my phone on the bedside table and tapped on it to see the time.
Three-sixteen.
I heard voices coming from his living room and pushed myself up to get off the bed. I didn’t bother putting on my pants and walked over to the door, pushing it open to find four men sitting in Jagger’s living room.
Jagger noticed me first, and as the room went silent, everyone turned their heads to look at me.
My eyes found Fender’s, and I tried to read his expression as tears stung my eyes. I didn’t want to cry again. Not now.
Fender got up and stalked over to me, cupping my face with both hands as he reached me. He rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes.
I wasn’t sure what to do or say but having him here felt right. My heart was racing in my chest, and I let him hold me as silence surrounded us.
When he opened his eyes to look at me, he searched for something in my face, and I could tell he was fighting his thoughts. He wanted to say something but he couldn’t get the words out.
He let out a sigh, seemingly upset with himself, then he pressed a kiss to my lips as his hands pushed into my hair. He fisted it tightly, then broke the kiss to meet my eyes again. “Come sit with me.”
I let him take my hand and walk me over to the couch where he sat down and pulled me next to him.
JT was sitting in a chair across from us, Jagger stood by the kitchen doorway, and Ace sat in the armchair to my right. Out of all the older members, Ace was the one I least expected to see here.
