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“I’m so sorry,” she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks.
“I hated myself for a long time. I hated it went that far, and I didn’t think about it before we did it. I let Bethany die. If I didn’t agree, she would still be here. I wouldn’t have lost her. I carry that pain with me daily and the loss in my heart. When I saw you in that alley, I knew it was a sign from her. She wanted me to save you, LaLa.” Silence. I’m greeted by silence, which is fine. It’s a lot to take in for her. I just dropped my whole life on her.
“What if I can’t be saved?”
“Everyone can be saved. You just have to let go and let it happen.”
“It’s not that easy with me.”
“It can be. Whatever it is you’re runnin’ from, I can help you.”
“Why?”
“Because you were sent to me for a reason, LaLa. You’re here for a reason.”
“Pierson. My name is Pierson.”
“Pierson,” I repeat, letting it roll off my tongue. I like it. A lot better than LaLa. “Thank you for that, Pierson.”
“What happens now?”
“Now we sleep. Now you think about what I said and decide if your life is worth livin’. I think it is. You just need to be set on a new course, and I’m here to help you do that.”
Chapter 6
Pierson
Ialmost wish I didn’t tell him my name that night. I should have kept it to myself, but I felt he needed to know it for some reason. He needed that connection, and after hearing what happened, I wanted to give it to him.
He’s kept the chain around my wrist this last week too. I can get up and move around the room and bathroom, but that’s it. Now I sit on the bed eating the meal he brought me earlier when the door opens, and Tarek walks back in.
“You about finished?”
“I’m done.”
“You didn’t finish it.” He nods toward the plate in front of me.
“It was a lot of food,” I tell him. He nods and walks over, picking up the plate and setting it on the table. Then he moves to my wrist and pulls a key from his pocket, unhooking the cuff. I don’t say anything; I just watch him. He replaces the cuff with a bracelet, and I’m even more confused.
“You’ve been good,” he tells me before stepping back. I look at my wrist and then back to him, confused by what this means.
“What is this?”
“It has a sensor in it. You get too close to the doors, and I’ll know. Hell, the whole club will know.”
“What does this mean?”
“It means welcome to the Bleeding Aces MC. You’re free to move around the whole clubhouse.” Something sparks in my chest. Hope? I don’t know, but I feel it. He trusts me enough to walk freely.
“Really?”
“Yeah. Don’t try anything stupid. They all know to look out for you. Stay out of the kitchen unless someone is in there with you. I still don’t trust you around sharp objects,” he warns, causing my heart to split. I wouldn’t do it again.
“Thank you,” I tell him.
“Don’t thank me. Thank yourself. You haven’t shown me a reason not to let you move around.”
“What does all this mean?”
