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Chapter One
I CAN’T TELL you how long we’ve been in the waiting room as we wait for the newest member of our family to enter the world. Everyone in the club is here and have been moving around, talking, laughing, and doing what they do while we’re in this kind of situation. Personally, I’m sitting here lost in my head with thoughts of Calla. Of the life we always dreamed of having together and the way she disappeared from my life so suddenly. I’ve spent hours searching for my girl to no avail. No matter how many resources I used, no one could find Calla. It’s as if she disappeared off the face of the Earth.
Calla and I got together when we were in high school. We took our time and didn’t rush the relationship like so many of our friends did. I wasn’t looking to fuck her and bail or just have a few good nights with Calla. From the second I saw her walking through the halls of school, I knew I wanted her to be mine. And only mine. For weeks, I watched her so I could get her schedule down, took in her habits and what she ate for lunch in our massive cafeteria, even went to a few of her volleyball practices and games to watch her play the sport she loves. Yes, you could say I was a fucking stalker. However, the more I got to know Calla, the more I knew she was meant to be mine.
Calla stands at just above five feet tall. She has long auburn hair with natural blonde highlights. Some days her hair was full of curls while others she’d keep it straight. There wasn’t a single day we were together that her hair wasn’t almost down to her ass. Calla hated getting a trim so I knew I’d never have to worry about her cutting her hair off when so many other girls started doing it. She has the brightest green eyes I’ve ever seen in my life. They look like matching Emeralds sparkling in the sunlight no matter what kind of mood she’s in. Her eyes are literally the window to her soul and give away every single emotion she feels the second it fills her. Since she played volleyball, Calla always had a tone body but she kept it covered with baggy clothes. My girl never dressed to impress or show off her body to anyone. Sweats were the main thing she wore in school. The only day you could guarantee she’d be in nice clothes was a game day. The team was required to dress up and she always made sure to remain covered while looking better than everyone else.
Now, Calla is still short as fuck. Her body has gained curves where she didn’t necessarily have as many before. Her ass and chest are bigger than before too. What shocks me the most about Calla’s appearance now is her hair. She’s cut it so it’s just above her shoulders. There isn’t a single curl in sight either. Yes, her curls are natural and she worked to straighten her hair which is why it didn’t happen too often. Plus, the scrubs she’s wearing are tighter than anything she would have worn previously. I don’t know if that’s a policy thing or simply how she dresses these days. I’ll find out though. Plus, the brightness has dimmed from Calla’s eyes. They don’t sparkle as bright as when we were younger.
Calla and I shared every aspect of our lives when we were together. There was only one aspect she really wouldn’t talk about and that’s her father. I knew the relationship wasn’t a good one based on a few comments she made here and there. However, I never went deeper into why things weren’t good between the two of them. Maybe I should have when I think back on how things ended. The time I spent with Calla when we weren’t in class was the highlight of my day. Moments I looked forward to from the second my eyes opened each morning. For almost three years, I had those moments with Calla. Then, suddenly they were ripped from me without a reason why. She’s the reason I’ve never formed a relationship with anyone in the years since she left.
My eyes follow Calla as she rushes from one room to the next. I don’t know if all the rooms have women in labor in them or if she’s just checking in on the women and new babies as well. It’s been so long since I’ve known anything about Calla and it kills me to watch her walk around and know she’s so damn close but she’s been living her life in a way I know nothing about. When Calla disappeared, she literally fell off the grid. No social media, no paper trail, nothing to lead me to her whereabouts. I don’t know if she changed her name while she was gone or what she did. What I do know is I want answers and I’m gonna get them. One way or another, I’ll find out where my girl’s been all this time.
The last time I saw Calla was a few towns over about four years ago. She was pulling out of a shopping center and I tried to follow her. Somehow she managed to lose me after a few blocks. I’m not sure if she realized I was following her or if she just lost me due to some amazing luck. Either way, she disappeared once again and I haven’t seen her again since that day. That was the first and only time I’ve seen her in about seven years. At least until today. Now, I plan on getting the answers to the questions I’ve had for so long.
Night has settled in and we’re all still at the hospital. No one has left since we all made our way here so many hours ago. My ass has gone numb from sitting in one seat for so long. No, I still haven’t moved so I can continue watching Calla as she rushes from one room to the next. The only thing I know for sure is that she was supposed to be out of here a while ago. Instead, she’s still working. Something about telling Makenna she wasn’t gonna leave her before their little one made an appearance. This only shows my girl is still loyal as fuck. She won’t go back on her word for any reason if she can help it. That’s how Calla’s always been. Too bad she couldn’t be honest with me before taking off for parts unknown.
My thoughts haven’t strayed from Calla the entire time I’ve been sitting here. Everyone realized really quick I wouldn’t be talking to them when I didn’t answer or participate in mindless chatter to pass the hours. I’ve been left alone in my own little world. At least until now. I’m the first one to stand as Boxer rushes from the room they’ve been in all day long with the largest smile on his face. My best friend stops right in front of me and waits for a few seconds as he catches his breath.
“She’s here! My baby girl is finally here. Makenna and our daughter are doin’ amazin’ but there’s still some stuff to do with them. I just wanted to let you all know she’s finally here,” Boxer rushes out, his voice showing all the emotion flowing through him in this moment.
“Congratulations, brother,” I tell him, pulling Boxer in for a man hug as everyone else surrounds us.
“I’ll let you know when you can come back and see our baby girl. It won’t be for very long tonight because it’s so late. Tomorrow you can all come back and visit for longer,” Boxer informs us before turning and leaving us in the waiting room so he can get back to his wife and new baby girl.
I listen to everyone in the room talk in hushed murmurs of excitement. None of the words penetrate my brain as Calla finally leaves the room. She looks exhausted from the long day of work she’s put in today. I long to pull her into my arms and hold her close as I used to when she wasn’t having a good day. Instead, I stand back and watch as she sits down and does some work on the computer in front of her. It doesn’t take long before she’s gathering her things and I know I have to make my move now.
Walking up to the nurse’s station, I stop right in front of Calla. She doesn’t look up despite her body going tense and rigid. I don’t need to say a single word for her to know I’m here. It’s how we’ve always been with one another. I’ve always been able to sense Calla being close to me. I’ll get back to that very soon if I have my way.
“Calla, look at me,” I say, keeping my voice low and standing as still as a statue in front of her.
“Billy, I can’t do this. You need to let me go,” she says, her voice wavering with tears. I’ve heard it enough to know when Calla’s about to cry.
This is the first time in years I’ve heard the name Billy come from anyone around me. Everyone in the club calls me Shank and any new people I meet only get my road name. As it always has, my name coming from Calla’s plump lips sounds sweeter than anything I’ve ever heard in my life.
“I’ll never let you go, Calla. At the very least you owe me an explanation and I want it. It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you and the questions have done nothin’ but pile up over the years,” I tell her as Calla finally looks up at me, her green eyes bright as they fill with tears she’s trying to hold in.
Calla’s eyes dart around the hallways as she pulls her belongings tighter to her body. There’s a nervousness to her I’ve never seen before. It only adds to the questions filling my mind. I walk around the nurse’s station and head straight for my girl. Calla goes even more rigid if it’s possible as I gently grab her arm and have her follow me from the desk she was using to keep between us.
“I have to get home, Billy. What are you doing?” she questions me, her voice a whisper as she tries to drag her feet.
“You’re gonna give me a second of your time, Calla. It’s the least you can do after the way you just disappeared from my life. There are so many fuckin’ questions I want answers to. For now, you can give me a few minutes of your time,” I bark out, hating how hard my voice is toward the only woman I’ve ever loved.
Calla reluctantly follows me into one of the large rooms doctors pull family members into when they need to make decisions and give information when things take a turn for the worse. The second she clears the doorway of the room, I close it behind her. In the quiet room, the click of the door shutting seems to echo off the walls. My girl doesn’t move an inch as I walk around her. I let my eyes roam over her body from the top of her head down to her toes. There are so many changes she’s been through over the years. However, my eyes land on the light freckles that still cover her nose and right below her eyes. It’s always given her such a sweet, innocent look. Today it’s not different.
My cock hardens beneath my jeans as I keep my eyes on Calla. Her movements are twitchy as she waits for what I’m going to say or do. This is her tell. Calla fidgets and twitches when she gets nervous or is hiding something. Now, I don’t just want answers to my questions, I want to know everything she’s been through for the last seven years.
“Calla, what the fuck is goin’ on with you? Why did you disappear seven years ago?” I finally ask her, my voice soft so I don’t startle her.
“Billy, I can’t do this right now. I wasn’t lying when I said I need to get home. There’s so much you don’t know. Things I’ve had to keep secret from you. I did have a good reason for leaving the way I did, Billy. And I’ll tell you all about it. I just can’t do it now. Please, let me go so I can get home and we’ll meet up so we can talk about things. That’s all it can be though. One meeting so you can get your answers and then you need to leave me alone. I’m begging you, Billy,” Calla says, a lone tear sliding down her cheek.
“I’m not makin’ promises I can’t keep, Calla. You’re the only weakness I have in my life and it doesn’t seem as if that’s changed despite you bein’ gone for so long,” I tell her honestly, wrapping a short lock of her hair around my finger as I used to do.
Calla’s hair is still as soft as it used to be. The only difference is the length of it. I take in a deep breath after stepping close to her. She still smells of vanilla and strawberries. Between her body wash and lotion, my girl has always smelled the same way. The years haven't changed that aspect of her it seems.
“Billy, this is one promise you have to make and keep or I can’t meet with you. Once you hear what happened all those years ago, you’ll know I’m not kidding around here. The stakes are higher than ever before. If you give me your number, I’ll message you tomorrow when I can meet. It’s my day off and I have a few things to take care of but I promise I’ll meet up with you when I can,” Calla says, her voice wavering once again as another tear slides down her cheek.
I swipe the tear from her smooth skin and wipe it on my jeans. The need to pull Calla into my arms and hold her close without letting her go is stronger than ever before. However, I step back as quickly as I stepped closer to her and put some much-needed distance between the two of us. When I’m close to Calla, my mind stops working the way it should. All my blood rushes to my cock and it’s the only part of me that wants to make decisions.
