Page 39 of Ink


Font Size:  

He furrows his brows. "Then why not fire her?"

I just grin, and my words make him smile wider. "So then, when I get my girl back, I can shove our relationship in her face and then fire her. Do me a favor, Pres," he scowls at the title, widening my grin. "Order me a cut."

He grabs me in a hug with pride before my phone goes off, and I see Dagger wants to leave, and I swallow hard. I have not spoken to him since everything's come out about his past. Leslie's been trying to contact me, but I've been ignoring her, just like I've been staying out of Dagger's way and Stormy's.

I patted Axel back, thanking him before leaving.

On the way to my bike, I try calling Sophie, but the number is disconnected, and my mood soars even more, realizing how much I actually fucked up. I storm to my bike, and Dagger raises a brow at me, but I ignore him, getting myself ready. But just as I get on my bike, Dagger opens his fucking mouth and says, "What's pissed you off, brother?"

I scowl, not wanting to look at him. "I fucked up."

I hear him snort before both he and Slicer talk at the same time.

"Seriously? Again?"

"Whatcha do this time? Wear her favorite underwear?"

I turn and glare at them as Dagger grins wide while Slicer chuckles, and I sigh, rubbing a hand through my hair. "I kind of might have taken my anger over 'her' out on her." I clear my throat, not wanting to admit the whole thing: "I called her a whore."

His eyes widen in shock, his mouth hanging open, while Slicer spits out his drink that he's just taken a sip out of all over his bike, causing Hawk to chuckle next to him as he curses, trying to wipe the coke off his handlebars. I clear my throat again while Hawk shakes his head, realizing we read the situation wrong, and he mumbles, "Shit," while I nod my head.

We fucked up, mainly me.

"Alright, little brother, here's what we're going to do. You're going to get your shit together on this little road trip. You're going to drag your fucking ass over to her apartment and fucking grovel, grovel as you've never before, and pray, fucking pray that she doesn't rip your balls off because, believe me, it's where she'd be aiming for."

I wince before looking at him; my eyes are full of guilt for what my own blood mother put him through; I've stayed away from him, worried I'd remind him of her too much, I mean, I didn't fucking see the signs, or I did and ignored them like a tool. Sighing, he shakes his head.

"You didn't know, brother, because I didn't want you to know. She's your mom, your only fucking mom, and I didn't want to take that away from you.

Was I wrong? Probably, but I'd still make the same decision, brother, to protect you and my family. Don't ruin the good things you have going on with Soph all because of your guilt because, brother, if I leave the brotherhood, I won't be leaving you; you are my blood, my family, and I love you. If you have to, tell her. Tell her my story, and I can guarantee she'll forgive you. As long as you didn't fucking cheat, because believe me, my woman may have forgiven me, but she hasn't forgotten. I still see the uneasiness in her eyes every day, wondering if I've gone to someone else. I now have a lifetime of groveling. If she wants her favorite meal for tea, she has it. Bella needs a new collar to go with her fifty others; it's hers. She wants to watch some chick flick; I make the fucking popcorn. I grovel every day so she realizes how much I fucking love her and how I'd never hurt her like that again."

My eyes widen in shock at his words before he furrows his brows at me.

"You didn't cheat, did you?"

I scowl. "Fuck no, I'm not THAT stupid, brother, and you're not leaving the brotherhood; Mel won't let you."

I give him a brow raise while he gives me the finger, causing me to smirk back at him, making him grin as Gunner finally comes out as Dagger speaks up to him,

"About time, brother. Have you finally finished doing your makeup?"

He looks up, his eyes unfocused, and we all sit up straighter in confusion, expecting the worst.

He clears his throat, stupefied. "I, uh, Leah, she, uh, she has a date."

I clear my throat, struggling to contain my laughter. It's about fucking time he opened his eyes. Although, knowing this idiot, he'll only scare the guy away and then go back to fucking Cara, who thinks she has the old lady patch in the bag.

Dagger shakes his head. "ALRIGHT FUCKERS, LET'S FUCKING GO; I'VE GOT A SEXY NURSE TO PICK UP LATER."

We all chuckle and start our bikes, getting in formation as determination fills me to get my girl back, even if it takes months.

Chapter 15

Sophie

I'm sitting at the bar drinking my Diet Coke while Leah works.

Apparently, I'm not allowed to stay in and wallow tonight; instead, I have to come here and wallow.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com