Grim (Reapers MC #13) - Elizabeth Knox Page 0,2
. . . and when shit went down, it was too far gone to even put the pieces back together.
I’m still bitter about it, but I do hope one day I won’t be. Fuck, I don’t even think she realizes what she did. All I know is how deep she cut into me. I don’t know how Axel and Zorro feel about everything after this long. They might not even give a damn anymore.
I shift my eyes back to Shiloh, seeing tears streaming down her cheeks in a heavy flow. Fuck. I didn’t mean to start the waterworks. “Shi’ . . . I don’t mean to be rude; I just don’t even get why you’re here. You shouldn’t have come, not unless you wanted me to think there was more to it and . . . I’m sorry, but we’re not gonna go down that route. ‘Cause I know you don’t want anything. You’re just here to show me your support and all, but it fucks with my head, girl.”
“God, I forgot how much of an ass you can be.” Shiloh hisses, rises from her chair beside me and struts out of the hospital room.
I roll my eyes, ‘cause if I don’t, I’ll start giving a damn, and that’s something I can’t do.
“You really had to act like that?” Axel questions as he walks over and takes a seat in the chair Shiloh was just in.
“You can’t blame me. If you were in my position you wouldn’t want her here either.”
Axel chuckles, shakin’ his head. “No, you’re dead wrong about that. I would’ve taken whatever attention I could’ve gotten to get my dick wet. I wasn’t the one in love with her, brother. That was always you, and damn Zorro and I knew it. The only one who couldn’t tell was her.”
“Thanks for that lovely reminder,” I retort with sarcasm laced through my tone.
He shrugs. “Yeah, well . . . Shiloh might be a smart woman, but damn she can be oblivious to some things.”
“It doesn’t even fuckin’ matter anymore. What’s in the past, is in the past.”
“Damn straight. Doc said we could get you outta here tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” I snap. Tell me this is a joke. I don’t wanna be cooped up in some bleach smellin’ nuthouse like this.
“Yeah, wants to wait and make sure you’re really okay. Monitor you overnight and all that shit.”
“Motherfucker. Can’t I get outta here any sooner? There’s a medical release I can sign, right?”
Axel nods, “Sure you can, if you wanna be a fuckin’ fool by all means go ahead. God forbid you start some internal bleeding or somethin’ else goes wrong.”
“You know I don’t like hospitals.” I grumble, looking out through the doorway to the nurses’ station.
“I know, but I hope you’ll stay here, at least just stay the night. I’m not ready to lose another brother, Grim. I don’t know if I ever will be.”
Dammit. He knows how he’s just talked me into staying. He had to guilt trip me. “Fine. I’ll stay the night.”
“Thank you.” Axel hardly ever thanks anyone for anything, but I know why he’s nervous. It’s ‘cause I could’ve died today, and I just pulled the same shit our brother did. He signed himself out of the hospital against the professional’s advice. He ended up dying from a brain bleed. If he wasn’t such a bullheaded piece of shit, he’d still be here with us.
Axel looks at his phone and his eyes widen. “What the hell? Somethin’ goin’ on you haven’t told me about?”
Axel’s eyes meet my own. He sucks in a deep breath. “Ruby is on her way.”
No.
He can’t be fucking serious.
“Tell me you’re joking.”
Axel remains quiet, giving me a knowing look.
“Why the fuck did you tell her?!” I holler. The machines I’m hooked up to start beeping and making ridiculous sounds. Within an instant a nurse is coming into the room to check on me. She walks right up to the machines and looks at me with a stern expression.
“I don’t know what’s got you so riled up but calm down. Your blood pressure is through the roof.”
“Our baby sister is coming to town.” Axel laughs his ass off, getting a smirk from the nurse.
“Well, she must be a hell of a woman.”
“You could say that.” Axel comments.
Jesus Christ. I can’t believe he told Ruby. She’s . . . indescribable.
Chapter Two
You deserve to be chosen over and over again, not merely considered
~ J.W.
Grim
“Just when I think things are starting to go well again, you gotta fuck