I let the cold water blast me until I’m shivering. I reach up to turn on the hot water, and I slide down the shower stall. Once I hit the bottom, I lay down on my side and curl up, letting the water spray my entire body as I quietly sob, my chest heaving up and down. The bedroom door opens, and I hear Braxxon’s footsteps. He stops in the bathroom doorway with a bottle of jack hanging in his right hand. He takes one look at me and brings the bottle to his lips.
After cursing up a storm, I get up and walk back into the clubhouse. I head straight for the bar, snatch a bottle of jack, and make my way upstairs. I’m pissed, and I don’t know why. All that makes sense is that I should check on her. I don’t know what else the f**k to do. But when I get to my bathroom, and she’s lying on the bottom of the shower, it makes my heart constrict as her gold eyes seize me to a stop. I don’t understand how my feelings could be so deep rooted for her already, and that pisses me off even more, so I tilt the bottle to my lips and gulp. She has no one to talk to. Lana blames herself, and she just hides away in the slam room. I don’t know how to comfort a woman who was kidnapped and raped. I walk over to the shower, sit down on the floor next to it, and kick my feet up on the toilet. Right now, all I can do is be there for her. I lean my head against the wall and sigh before I turn it slightly to the right to peer at her. She looks so f**king sad.
When Braxxon sits down on the floor next to the shower, it makes my mind spin out of control. Why is he here? When his head turns to look at me, my heart almost stops. His gray eyes confused and lost. He’s out of his element, and doesn’t know what to do. I don’t know what I need from him, and he doesn’t know what he needs to give me. We’re a screwed up pair. I mean hell, we barely know one another, and we’re already going through something that most couples wouldn’t survive. Especially new couples that just started seeing each other. I take one of my wet hands and wipe the water from my eyes. I guess there’s no better time than the present to learn things about one another.
“What was Christina to you and Sniper?”
It might seem like an odd question considering I killed her, but there’s something there. Something I’m missing.
He sucks in a breath and releases it.
“There have only been three women in my life that ever meant something to me. She was one of them for a while,” he answers and takes another drink.
Oh!
“What happened?” I whisper not sure if I wanna know the answer now.
“Baby… do you really wanna know?”
I close my eyes and nod my head yes.
“I didn’t know Sniper was my brother for years. We don’t have the same mother. Before he was my sergeant-at-arms, he belonged to another one of our Charters. Since we barely saw one another, we didn’t have any idea that we were both screwing Christina. That part finally makes sense now that I know she was Snake’s daughter. Anyway, she was this whole other person when I was with her. She was outgoing, funny, beautiful, and smart. So I developed feelings for her, and when my pop got sick and was dying in the hospital from infection, Sniper came to visit. Obviously Christina didn’t know that Sniper and I knew we were brothers so when she showed up to comfort me while I waited for my pop to take his last breath, she ran into us both together. My guess is that she was getting intel from the both of us and when Sniper seen her he was all excited because he hadn’t seen her for like a month or something. He was in love with her. So naturally, we both fought over her while my father died in the hospital. It was a mess that was put on hold because the brothers wanted to vote me in before my father passed away. They came up to the hospital to do just that and saw Sniper and me going at it. So what they did next surprised the shit outta us. I mean they all voted me in as MC President. I didn’t know what the hell to do. I was twenty-eight years old; I didn’t wanna control an entire MC. I have responsibilities, not just my club, but for our other charters.” He stops and takes another drink before he continues.
“So I’m sitting there in shock when they call another vote. They vote Sniper into our charter and then vote him in as my sergeant-at-arms. That blew us both away. It’s unheard of, it doesn’t happen, but my father built this MC and they wanted to make my father proud before he died. So after he passed away, Sniper and I finally went at it. I mean we fought so f**king much and all because of Christina. Turns out that is almost the exact thing that happened with Snake and my pop. So now, it all clicks into place when I think about it. My father by damned was not going to let her ruin our newly found brotherhood,” he exhales.
“Wow,” is all I can murmur. I sit up and reach for the hot nuzzle and turn it on more. The water is starting to get chilly, but we’re talking and not about what happened to me, so this is good.
Angel lies back down on the bottom of the shower after adjusting the water. Her scar is bright red from the warm water trickling against it.
“Tell me about the boyfriend who got his head blown off,” I say and immediately cringe. Fuck, I shouldn’t have worded it like that. But then she shocks the hell outta me.
“Just him, okay,” she whispers as she sits back up and folds her knees to her chest, resting her chin against them. I’ll remember this exact moment forever. It’s the moment that I realize she’ll always be my Angel, no matter what f**king happens. She looks so beautiful sitting there with the water running over her.
I can’t say anything because I’m afraid I’ll choke on my damn tongue. This is what pisses me off. She’s the only woman who’s been able to do this to me. I’m glad when she starts speaking because it drags me outta my mind f**k.
After cursing up a storm, I get up and walk back into the clubhouse. I head straight for the bar, snatch a bottle of jack, and make my way upstairs. I’m pissed, and I don’t know why. All that makes sense is that I should check on her. I don’t know what else the f**k to do. But when I get to my bathroom, and she’s lying on the bottom of the shower, it makes my heart constrict as her gold eyes seize me to a stop. I don’t understand how my feelings could be so deep rooted for her already, and that pisses me off even more, so I tilt the bottle to my lips and gulp. She has no one to talk to. Lana blames herself, and she just hides away in the slam room. I don’t know how to comfort a woman who was kidnapped and raped. I walk over to the shower, sit down on the floor next to it, and kick my feet up on the toilet. Right now, all I can do is be there for her. I lean my head against the wall and sigh before I turn it slightly to the right to peer at her. She looks so f**king sad.
When Braxxon sits down on the floor next to the shower, it makes my mind spin out of control. Why is he here? When his head turns to look at me, my heart almost stops. His gray eyes confused and lost. He’s out of his element, and doesn’t know what to do. I don’t know what I need from him, and he doesn’t know what he needs to give me. We’re a screwed up pair. I mean hell, we barely know one another, and we’re already going through something that most couples wouldn’t survive. Especially new couples that just started seeing each other. I take one of my wet hands and wipe the water from my eyes. I guess there’s no better time than the present to learn things about one another.
“What was Christina to you and Sniper?”
It might seem like an odd question considering I killed her, but there’s something there. Something I’m missing.
He sucks in a breath and releases it.
“There have only been three women in my life that ever meant something to me. She was one of them for a while,” he answers and takes another drink.
Oh!
“What happened?” I whisper not sure if I wanna know the answer now.
“Baby… do you really wanna know?”
I close my eyes and nod my head yes.
“I didn’t know Sniper was my brother for years. We don’t have the same mother. Before he was my sergeant-at-arms, he belonged to another one of our Charters. Since we barely saw one another, we didn’t have any idea that we were both screwing Christina. That part finally makes sense now that I know she was Snake’s daughter. Anyway, she was this whole other person when I was with her. She was outgoing, funny, beautiful, and smart. So I developed feelings for her, and when my pop got sick and was dying in the hospital from infection, Sniper came to visit. Obviously Christina didn’t know that Sniper and I knew we were brothers so when she showed up to comfort me while I waited for my pop to take his last breath, she ran into us both together. My guess is that she was getting intel from the both of us and when Sniper seen her he was all excited because he hadn’t seen her for like a month or something. He was in love with her. So naturally, we both fought over her while my father died in the hospital. It was a mess that was put on hold because the brothers wanted to vote me in before my father passed away. They came up to the hospital to do just that and saw Sniper and me going at it. So what they did next surprised the shit outta us. I mean they all voted me in as MC President. I didn’t know what the hell to do. I was twenty-eight years old; I didn’t wanna control an entire MC. I have responsibilities, not just my club, but for our other charters.” He stops and takes another drink before he continues.
“So I’m sitting there in shock when they call another vote. They vote Sniper into our charter and then vote him in as my sergeant-at-arms. That blew us both away. It’s unheard of, it doesn’t happen, but my father built this MC and they wanted to make my father proud before he died. So after he passed away, Sniper and I finally went at it. I mean we fought so f**king much and all because of Christina. Turns out that is almost the exact thing that happened with Snake and my pop. So now, it all clicks into place when I think about it. My father by damned was not going to let her ruin our newly found brotherhood,” he exhales.
“Wow,” is all I can murmur. I sit up and reach for the hot nuzzle and turn it on more. The water is starting to get chilly, but we’re talking and not about what happened to me, so this is good.
Angel lies back down on the bottom of the shower after adjusting the water. Her scar is bright red from the warm water trickling against it.
“Tell me about the boyfriend who got his head blown off,” I say and immediately cringe. Fuck, I shouldn’t have worded it like that. But then she shocks the hell outta me.
“Just him, okay,” she whispers as she sits back up and folds her knees to her chest, resting her chin against them. I’ll remember this exact moment forever. It’s the moment that I realize she’ll always be my Angel, no matter what f**king happens. She looks so beautiful sitting there with the water running over her.
I can’t say anything because I’m afraid I’ll choke on my damn tongue. This is what pisses me off. She’s the only woman who’s been able to do this to me. I’m glad when she starts speaking because it drags me outta my mind f**k.
