“You’ve never hurt me.”
“I will. It’s life…inevitable.”
She knew last night what she was going to do. That she was going to leave me. End her life. I bow my head and close my eyes tightly to try and keep the tears from falling in front of my father. He’ll see me as weak. “Please, God?—”
I’m ripped from her, and my father digs his fingers into my upper arms. “Are you fucking praying?” he snaps, and I try to pull away, but he just tightens his grip. “God doesn’t exist, boy. You are the god.”
I shake my head.
“Yes. You are judge, jury, and executioner. You decide who lives, suffers, and dies.”
“I will never be like you,” I scream.
“Sir, we’re ready,” a voice says from behind me.
My father lets me go and nods to them. “Then get it done.”
The man starts to roll my mother to a door on the opposite side of the room. “Where is she going?” I demand, looking at him. “What are you going to do?”
“Cremating her. Then I’m throwing her ashes out with the trash.”
I wake up to my cell ringing, and for a second, I just lie in bed, staring up at the ceiling. Eve has brought back memories I’ve tried to forget, and I know why. A part of me wants to save her from herself. I failed my mother. Thesaying goeshistory repeats itself, and I won’t do the same when it comes to Eve.
But it’s different with my future Lady. I knew I wanted her before I even knew who she was, before I knew about her past.
It rings again and I think about ignoring it. Maybe trying to go back to sleep dreaming of Eve and the future we’re going to have.
When it rings once more, I decide to answer it. I need to get up anyway. If I stay in bed all day, the guys will be in here asking too many questions. “Hello?”
“Hey,” comes Sin’s voice. “You busy right now?”
“Depends,” I say and roll my eyes. I sound like a bitch playing hard to get.
“I thought about going for a ride.”
“Give me twenty.” I hang up and jump in the shower. I’m a little slower than usual because of the two days I spent with Eve. My cock is still hard thinking about what we did. How I played with my angel.
I’m standing in the garage at Carnage with one of the doors up when I hear his bike coming down the road. He’s got a loud muffler on it.
Seeing him pull up, I take a helmet off the wall. Between the three of us here, we’ve got a large collection. “Put this on.” I shove it into his chest. “We both know Elli only married you because she thinks you’re pretty.”
He laughs and shoves the helmet over his head, fastening it underneath his chin. I’m not going to be the reason he crashes and dies. I don’t want Elli coming after me because of his stupidity.
I put my earbuds in, turn on Spotify, and blast music. We ride for I don’t know how long, taking curves too fast, lane splitting, and popping wheelies. We’re just two guys out being dumbasses and not caring. Cars honk and flip us off. We just wave and nod at them.
Man, I’d hate to have a life like theirs. Live a little. You’re going to die eventually. Some much sooner than others. Why not enjoy it?
One woman flashes us while her friend laughs from the driver’s seat.
It does nothing for me. She isn’t my girl. Before Eve, I’d have given her my number since it’d be an easy lay. Not anymore. All I need is my angry angel.
We’re at a stoplight when Sin waves to me. I turn my music down and raise my visor.
“I need gas,” he calls out, and I nod, slamming my face shield down at the same time.
We pull into a gas station and get off the bikes. Removing our helmets, he starts fueling and leans up against the side of his bike while he texts away on his cell.
I might as well top mine off too. Once I’m done, I look over at him, and he’s staring at me. “What?” I knew this was too good to be true. “The guys tell you to call me? Tell you to take me on a playdate?” I’m half joking but also expect him to say yes.
