Chapter Four Thea #2
The wrath in his words was not lost on me, but I was angrier. I took a look at his patch and it read Ares and the word Enforcer, whatever the hell that meant.
“I could ask you the same fucking question. Aren’t you supposed to be overseas fighting some war? What the hell are you doing in some shitty small town?” I spit back at him.
“Don’t fucking worry about it. Turn your ass around and get the hell back to California before I drag you there myself.”
“I told you that I can’t stay there and you wouldn’t listen,” I said.
I noticed the party was getting quieter and a small crowd was gathering around us.
No doubt they were worried about the way he was talking to me and what he was going to do.
My brother may be an asshole, but I’m his little sister, which means I can take whatever he wants to dish out and give it back to him just as hard.
“You’re damn straight I won't listen. I don’t give a fuck about your stupid ass schoolgirl problems,” he spewed. “You’re not throwing your life away because you don’t have any friends. Now go back to school. It’s what they would have wanted. You never should have come here, Thea.”
“Are you serious right now? You think I’m just going to leave,” I laughed right in his face. He should have known better than to throw what our parents would have wanted in my face. I knew more than he did what they would have wanted and it was for us to stick together. Not for him to abandon me.
“For god knows how long, you’ve lied to me about being in the military. For what? To come play Jax Teller in the middle of fucking New Mexico? Yeah, I’ve watched Sons of Anarchy. What, you’re some kind of criminal now?”
The idea made me want to gag. It’s not like I had a thing against bikers, it was the idea that my brother was a part of some type of criminal organization.
I’ve had dealings with criminals like them.
It was why I had to always look behind my back and be careful who I trusted.
“I always knew you were an asshole, but this,” I looked around the bar and let my eyes catch the girl's pregnant stomach again, “takes the fucking cake.”
I clapped my hands a few times directly in his face. He looked at the woman and the realization lit up on his face.
“Fuck, Thea,” he said, sighing. “It’s not what you think. I was going to tell you.”
His voice got small, and I hoped he felt even smaller. If he was really having a child with this woman then it was really true. It wasn’t because of his job that he pushed me away, nor was it to keep me safe, it was because he just didn’t want me around.
“When were you going to tell me, Dav? Huh? The one time a year that we see each other?”
“I was going to tell you.”
“I don’t believe you,” I said matter-of-factly. “I’m not going back to Cali. If you don’t want me here, that’s fine. I’ll figure something out on my own, but I’m not going back.”
I stood in his face, crossing my arms.
“It’s not up for discussion. Turn your ass around and get in your car,” he barked, standing in my face just as hard-headed.
We stood there for a few moments, neither one of us backing down. The girl he knocked up walked up to him and grabbed his arm. “Okay, okay,” she said, pulling him back.
“This obviously isn’t going anywhere, so why don’t we take a break and revisit this? Thea is it? Why don’t you go with me and I can get you a drink and something to eat? You’re probably hungry.”
She looked at me with a smile on her face. Moments ago, I would have liked her, but knowing I had spent the last year alone while she was shacking up with my brother didn’t sit right with me.
“Look, you might be my brother's next little fling, but that doesn’t mean you have to pretend to be nice to me. Just because you’re knocked up now doesn’t mean he won’t leave you and the baby like you’re dirt. He obviously doesn’t have any sense for family.”
I said the words to her but I was looking right at Davien.
“That’s my old lady,” he said as he grabbed the back of his neck like he was nervous. “We’re getting married.”
I took a step back as the words registered in my head.
I don’t know if it was the fact that I knew my brother was happy, living his life, and starting a family without me that broke my heart, or knowing that I wouldn’t be able to tell him what I was running from anymore.
It wasn’t worth the risk. If he found me and used them to get to me, I would never forgive myself.
I’ve already seen too many people die, and I didn’t want to add to the list.
This trip had been a disappointment. I had to get out of there. I knew I was going to cry if I didn’t and it couldn’t be around all of those people.
“Congratulations,” I whispered. “You’re right. I should have never come here.”
I gave the room a quick glance, and sure enough, so many people were staring at the fucked up family reunion that had just taken place. Just as I was about to head towards the door, my eyes collided with a pair of deep blue ones.
His brows lifted in recognition.
Mine widened in horror.
Fuck.
It was him.
I knew the club sounded familiar, which meant I hadn’t just slept with a stranger. I slept with the president of my brother’s motorcycle club.
I turned and headed straight for the door.