Page 28 of Ours

“She didn’t pick either of us.” I muttered, and then my eyes widened. Chief was looking like he was grieving and I now understood why. “She’s using.” I said and looked at Hudson. “Look. I don’t expect you to come. But.” And this was going to fucking kill me. “She’s gonna need more than just me saying for her to get clean and come back. So, Hudson, what do you say to—”

“We’re wasting time.” He snapped over me, and stormed out. And Gabriella didn’t know it but we were coming for her and I was going to breath life back into her if I had to—and if she would let me. But nerves ran through me cause last time she didn’t ease back till it cost her, her heart.

I made a promise to her a long time ago, I’d always be a reason for her to stay clean and now I was a contributing reason to her using—the hunger in my stomach to get to her, to fix this, was burning and I knew as I mounted my bike. I normally can bare what most can’t. What breaks most men, makes me. But knowing Gabriella was using, and numbing herself from damage I had caused, well I couldn’t live with that.

HUDSON

Looking at the house, it looked run of the mill. But I knew inside, was the place where addicts and users hung out. Mostly dealers, that would always crash here. Junkies that couldn’t keep themselves off the product.

I climbed off my bike, I wasn’t sure what I was going to walk into, but one glance at Maddox, it was like he had been here before. The grief mixed with pure rage in his eyes, were fucking clear even to me.

Wasn’t going to lie and say I wasn’t nervous when I followed Maddox, he paused at the front door and looked at me. “Anyone that gets in our way, gets a fucking bullet.” And then he turned, kicking the front door open and I stormed in right behind him.

Don’t know what I was expecting. Wasn’t going to lie, I sort of expected Gabriella to be fine. But as soon as we entered the lounge, that delusion went out the fucking window.

I know Gabriella better then she knows herself, or at least that’s what I thought. Until my eyes landed on her right now.

The junkies and Gabriella hadn’t noticed us here. So I did the only thing I could think of, and shoot the speaker that the music was coming out of.

All their eyes went to us. They took in the patches, and the cuts. They weren’t dealing with lowered members. They were dealing with the top of the food chain. The mother chapter Vice and the National President.

As soon as they knew that, they got up and left the room. The only one who didn’t leave was Gabriella. She was sitting in the middle of the couch, zoned the fuck out. Had no idea what she had taken.

“Do we make her realize it here, or do we sober her up?” Maddox said, and he looked at me. But I’m speechless as I stared at Gabriella.

I had fucking caused this.

How the hell was I going to help her get through this?

“Can’t take her and drop her off at rehab.” I looked Maddox in the eyes. “We caused this, we will fix this.”

He nodded his head. “Get the prospect to bring a car, and we’ll take her home.”

Gabriella is so spaced out that I doubted she knew we were here. Maddox and I needed to have a fucking conversation cause I wouldn’t let Gabriella die over me again.

* * *

I stopped livingthe moment she told me, she couldn’t be with me. The moment I realised she was staying with Maddox, I rode out—didn’t look back.

Only I was so fucking wrong. We get Gabriella back to Chief’s waiting arms, within twelve hours. She can’t fucking say she will give living another go, because she can’t string a sentence together. She’s off her face and I’m concerned as to what she has taken.

Chief takes her to her and Maddox dorm room, and tells us to stay put. We then get told, we’re to watch her sober up, and when she comes to—we’re to tell her, we are both willing to do anything to keep her sober and alive.

It doesn’t go to plan, because Gabriella comes down hard and the club doctor has to get involved. Helping her detox. Takes three days before she can speak knowing where she is.

It’s Maddox and I that go and face her, she’s in the middle of the bed and IV in her arm. And the room is tense as fuck.

“We’re sorry Gabriella.” Maddox kicked the conversation off.

Her eyes flashed to him. “Nothing to be sorry about Maddox. I’m the one that is fucked. I can’t pick between two great men.” Tears swelled in her eyes. “I need you both to leave.”

“Yeah, that ain’t happening.” I said, and looked at Maddox, he nodded his head. “We’ll both get you through this Gabriella.” I added.

“I don’t want to get through this.” She doesn’t even blink saying it. It’s like a monster had awakened within her and I knew, so did fucking Maddox, that just because she was sober now, didn’t mean shit. She had no intention at all of staying sober. “I need you both to walk out that door and forget me.”

“Yeah, that’s not happening.” Maddox grunted. “You’re my world Gabriella, I’m not letting you go.”

She blinked coldly. “It hurt you enough watching me last time. This time I’m not planning on getting another heart. So do yourself a favor Maddox. Turn. Leave. Forget me.”

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