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I just snorted; the idiot still doesn't want to remember our night; he prefers his 'fuck buddy' and he wants a favor. I shake my head and go to hang up, but he speaks again.
"Leah, please. Ink, he's struggling; he's finally figured out the text was out of context." I narrowed my eyes.
Sophie, my best friend since birth, my rock, had fallen for a patched brother, Ink. He's nice; he treats me well, but he's also an idiot after he called her a fucking whore and told her she belonged in a whorehouse. He thought she was in a relationship before he convinced her to choose him, not realizing it was fake—that Todd, our now-friend, is actually gay. I spent two fucking days consoling her with Momma Anderson.
We both wanted to kill the fucker.
"I know you're narrowing your eyes right now, Angel, and I get it. He fucked up, but he wants to make it right. Please, can you please get her to the bar and keep her there until he gets back from the run?"
I take a deep breath.
"Please, Lee."
I huff out a 'fine' before I hang up and bring up Sophie's number.
Dammit, I know she's going to be pissed about this, but she's falling deeper and deeper into depression; she needs him, and if Gunner hadn't called, I would have let Ink into the flat anyway. I hover my thumb on the call button and swallow hard. I don't owe anything to this club but Ink; he's been good to me and kind. I press the button and put the phone in my ear.
It rings three times before she answers.
"Yeah."
I sigh, "Alright girlie, get your ass dressed and come to the bar now."
She chuckles, "Nope, I'm staying in; I don't want to come out."
I narrow my eyes and say, "Text Mel; have her meet you and get your ass here now, or I'm calling momma Anderson."
She gasps, "Below the belt, Lee!"
I chuckle. "I know, but you'd do the same to me; now you have 30 minutes to get here, no more moping."
I hang up before she can say a word before putting my phone away and ignoring Cara's eyes. As far as I'm concerned, she and Gunner don't exist anymore, and I can pretend he doesn't own my body and soul with a rich laugh and terrible jokes, and I can pretend she doesn't know the pain she puts me through night after night and that she wasn't a part of the plan to have me...
I swallow hard as more bile sits in my throat, and I try to breathe through it before I pick the cloth up again and finish wiping the bar, refusing to go there. I've just finished emptying the dishwasher for the fourth time as my redheaded best friend, sister from another mister, walks in looking down in the dumps, making me sigh.
I quickly grab her a Coke, and she raises her brow at me, but I just shrug.
"It's better for you, and I may have put a little vodka in there."
She grins wide.
"OK, that I can live with. Mel will be here after her shift."
I smile and nod before going back to the customers, still trying to ignore the club women and Cara, who has a smirk on her face.
I don't know how long I and Soph play this back and forth of her complaining about wallowing here instead of at home when she checks her phone, shit. I bet Mel’s decided to just go home to be with Dag.
Shit, shit, shit.
She starts to grab her things, and I rush over to Sophie. Fuck, she's going to be so pissed with me.
I try to smile.
"Where are you going?"
She smiles and says, "Mel can't make it; she's working late, and her man wants to take her home straight after. I'm tired, so I'm off."
I scowl, really trying to play my part by crossing my arms over my chest before I shake my head, making her raise a brow at me. "Sit your ass back down right now!"
