Chapter 21
Bones
Damn, my girl can drain me dry. The words coming out of her mouth were driving me crazy.
My naughty girl is going to have to repeat some of those words the next time we’re together.
Which I hope is fucking soon. I’m dying over here.
I’ve been going into serious withdrawal.
Thank fuck for FaceTime or I would’ve busted her door down by now.
I’m only half joking about hauling her off into the woods. But I would never take her away from her dad. Those two need each other.
“I thought I told you to stay the fuck away from the girl?”
My door slams against the wall, rattling on its hinges, jerking me right out of my thoughts. I tense up, trying to process his words.
“What are you talking about, Prez?”
I did stay away. I haven’t seen her in over a week. Scar’s been escorting her to and from school, filling in for me for the time being. He’s the only one I trust her with. Scar won’t even speak to my girl.
“Yeah, well, Pritchard fucking knows.”
“How?” How the hell did he find out?
“He heard some guy talking dirty to his daughter on the phone. Someone whose voice he recognized. When he heard what was being said, he lost his goddamn mind.”
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I should’ve told her to go to her bathroom and run the water. We were on speaker. If he came upstairs… Fuck!
“I had to talk him out of coming over here and blowing your fucking brains out. Told him you’re a good man and like a son to me.
He finally calmed his ass down. But he said the only way you’ll be able to keep breathing is if you stay the fuck away from her.
Otherwise, he’s going to put a bullet in your head. ”
Ouch, fuck, my chest hurts. It’s like a knife slicing into my heart. I can’t fucking breathe. Can’t fucking think.
“He’s going to be hiring bodyguards to watch her.
If he or anyone sees you within a ten-mile radius of her, they’ve been instructed to shoot.
He also warned that if I can’t keep my men under control, then we’ll all go down.
I know you fucking love the girl, Bones, but it’s not only your life on the line now. ”
Fuck. I didn’t mean to fuck up his relationship with Pritchard. I’ve brought shit down on the club too. These men have had my back more times than I can count, and what did I do? I put everyone at risk. I’m such a selfish asshole. There’s only one thing for me to do.
“I’ll end things, Prez. I won’t let this touch you or anyone else. It’s over.”
He drops his head, sighing sharply. “It’s already over. Zoey has been told that if she ever makes contact with you again, you’re dead.”
So, that’s it? I don’t even get to say goodbye to her.
“I’m sorry that it worked out this way, son.
If I could see reason in the man, I would, but he doesn’t want to hear it.
Honestly, you’re one of the best men I know.
I know you’d take good care of that girl.
But it’s his little princess. He’s never going to let her be with a Savage Knight.
It’s a fact I can’t change his mind on.”
I fucking know that. I knew it all along.
It’s why I fought so hard to keep things a secret.
But I fucked up. I started getting too comfortable, and I slipped.
I should’ve parked my ride down someone else’s street.
I should’ve left before the sun started to rise.
Now… Now… I can barely breathe. It feels like I’m drowning.
The panic is taking me under. It’s so fucking tight in my chest.
I don’t even get to say goodbye. How the hell am I supposed to go on?