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Crow bent down and checked Junior’s pulse before he shook his head.
“Nah, he’s still alive. Load him up,” he said. “Let’s drop him at the hospital. Otherwise, he might not be alive for long.”
I felt nothing.
He was dying on my bedroom floor because I had beaten him to death, and all I could think about was how Everly must have felt when he hit her. How badly his fists must have felt against her delicate flesh.
The motherfucker had hurt my girl—had almost raped her, and as much as I loved him, he deserved to die for that.
I backed away and leaned against the wall.
Everly.
I needed to get to her. She needed to know what went down and that everything was going to be okay. Unless, of course, Junior died. In which case, I would proudly go to jail for his murder.
I didn’t wait for Saint and Joker to move Junior. Instead, I fled the room and went for my keys.
“Where are you going?” Crow asked, grabbing my arm.
“I’ll explain later. I’m fine. Actually, I’m fucking great,” I said.
I was feeling lighter than I had in days. The rage I was walking around with was no more, and breathing came easier.
He nodded and released my arm, and I went out the front door and straight to my bike.
I needed to find Everly. My girl needed to know that I had chosen her. For the rest of my life, I would always choose her.
40 Everly
I HAD NEVER BEEN SO MISERABLEin my life. I had lost my entire family, and losing Aiken was the thing that finally broke me.
For two weeks, I was in a state of never-ending death. My body and brain stopped functioning correctly, and I quit trying. I was dying, but my heart continued to pump. It was like being tortured all day every day.
I went to work, but only so I could help pay a few bills at Zada’s and because I needed to at least eat one thing a day to live. I went to school because I was already so close to graduating, and I knew it was the one thing my father really wanted of me.
Other than that, I stayed home and did nothing.
I missed him. I craved him. And not having him turned me right back into the invisible girl I was before. I was retaking my prescription since I couldn’t seem to calm my panic attacks anymore, and some nights I wouldn’t even try. I would just lay there and hope it took me away.
I was doing just that, lying in Zada’s bed and staring at the ceiling, when she came to the door.
“Hey, babe. Someone’s here to see you,” she said.
There was no one.
My brother was in jail, my mother didn’t give a shit about me, and the love of my life hated me.
“Tell whoever it is that I’m not here.”
Because I wasn’t. I was gone—no more—a ghost now living in Zada’s house.
“I can try to tell him that, but I don’t think he’ll listen,” Zada said.
“He definitely won’t listen,” a deep familiar voice said.
I sat up to see Aiken standing behind Zada and looking back at me.
Zada scratched at the side of her head and shrugged, obviously feeling awkward in the situation.
