“I’m begging you, Alex, please don’t look, stay out of it all,” I sob, and he curses up a storm.
“You need to tell him,” he growls, “You need to tell him everything at therapy next week, or I will. Ashley, he needs to know.”
“He doesn’t deserve to know Alex, he had an affair while I-I…” I shake my head, unable to form the words.
“I don’t care, he needs to know, and you know what? You can dump that fucking boyfriend of yours while you’re at it and come home,” he snaps.
I instantly deny, “No, I’m moving on with my life.”
“But you're not because you are still in love with Tyler!” he snaps, and I snap back, “Who had an affair for a whole year while all of you stood back and watched! I deserve to be happy, Alex, he didn’t even want to marry me, he didn’t want our son.”
Dirty sighs, “Tell him next week, Ashley, or I will, and I’ll look into your medical history if you don’t, I will breach your privacy just so you can finally be free of the burden of your fucking trauma you should have told us about.”
He hangs up without another word, and my tears fall hard and fast as I choke on my sobs, breathing becoming difficult and after a few minutes my phone vibrates twice, and I look at it.
Dirty:
We love you, Ashley, and I’m pissed you didn’t even come to me. We’re family, as much as you don’t feel like we are, as much as we all fucked up and kept quiet for what Tyler did, you are still family.
I shake my head, don’t message him back, and read the next message, my stomach sinks.
Talen:
Can’t wait for our date later, baby xx.
Crap.
I quickly message him back, lying.
Me:
Hey, so sorry, but Cole isn’t feeling well. Can we reschedule? Xx
I press send without remorse, knowing I can’t spend the evening with him, not after my phone call with Dirty.
Wiping away my tears, I throw my phone on the passenger seat along with my license and start my car. It struggles a few times before starting, and I pull away from the school, adamant to find a solution so Dirty keeps his mouth shut, even if I have to use Caleb as an excuse.
Tyler doesn’t deserve to know what I went through, none of the club does.
Chapter 9
Trigger
I silently watch as the prospects transfer thousands of ammo we’ve just collected from the Cartel to Untamed and Devil’s MCs vans, not taking my eyes off them seeing how they handle the work. While Axel, the Pres of the Untamed Hell Fire’s MC who took in Doc’s old lady when she ended up in their local hospital in Dallas and had memory loss after a two month coma and had no idea she was his, and Stone chat about the next run with Smokey, the VP of the Devil’s MC and most likely speaking about Senator Jacob who tried to blackmail Doc into marrying his daughter, using Cole and Caleb as collateral to get his way. Doc didn’t marry his daughter, he killed her then him and now the police are looking for Jacob believing he’s on the run after Dirty leaked several documents showcasing Jacob’s dirty secrets with the sick group, the Pillars who peddle in flesh dealings.
Turns out the fuckers have been working with someone in the Cannibal Group, using their cuts to attack women in town with Jacob's help to see who had fight for their customers, while also managing to distribute drugs through our territory. Since Jacob wentmissing, the drug dealings have vanished along with attacks on women.
If it picks up again, we’ll have to go to war with the Pillars, the Huntsmen, the Devil’s, the Untamed and the Cannibal group all banding with us to take the fuckers down and even the Cartel if need be, though we could take them on our own.
I sigh as I watch the brothers mingle while the prospects do the heavy lifting, the grunt work to prove they have it in them, not one from each MC complaining like fucking troops despite the fact that it stinks of shit.
Every month, we meet up at a different location, rotating them as a precaution. Tank and I also take turns deciding who comes along each month, except for this time.
I needed a ride.
I can’t stop picturing that fucker’s arm around my wife, can’t get our conversation out of my head, I, fuck…
“You can continue to try and blame me for your actions.”
