Page 8 of Ours

I nodded my head and he closed the door walking around it and getting in. He leaves the bike parked next to us and it’s a big deal for a biker to leave his bike on this side of town, it’s another highlight how much Maddox loves me, and I fucking kissed Hudson back.

“I..” I can’t form the words, but know I have to. “I kissed Hudson.” I say it, and I forced myself in some ways it was self harm to look at his expression. But it’s blank.

He’s gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white.

“Who kissed who?” he said.

“Doesn’t matter.”

“Yeah it does.”

“I kissed him.” I said, and I knew it was the other way around but if Maddox was going to leave me on this, I wanted to own the situation.

“So he kissed you.” He corrected me as if he was there, and turned the indicator on. “Fuck Gabriella.” He then shakes his head, “You trying to make me want this man dead earlier then set?”

I inhaled sharply. “I fucked up.”

He doesn’t say anything, and I don’t say anything. He drives in silence to the clubhouse, and when he pulled in the lot. He gets out slammed the door and to be honest with myself I thought that was it. My relationship with Maddox over. And now have every urge in my body to get my hands on pills. I know where they are at the club. I know that they aren’t monitored. I could pop enough OxyContin to end all this shit.

The door opens and it startled me.

I looked at Maddox, who looks the type of furious you’d see before a man’s neck was broken. He glanced at my lap, and he sees my engagement ring off. I was going to give it back to him.

He then lowers to the ground, he’s eyes locked with mine. “That ring doesn’t leave your fucking finger ever Gabriella. You got my soul, you got my heart, and the only way the world knows your fucking mine is by that fucking ring, so put it the fuck back on.” He then grabbed my hand and took the ring off my lap, slipping it back on my finger. He then locked eyes with mine. “Don’t fucking test me Gabriella. I’ll get your finger tattooed if that rings comes off again.”

I swallowed sharply. “So this means, we aren’t over?”

He sighed, running a hand through his hair, and looked at me. “I love you Ellie. But you’ll always love him. Still. I know he ain’t in your future. Cause what we have. I’m secure in that. So no. We aren’t over. Unless you want to tell me something else.”

“If I said I fucked him, would that make a difference?”

“Do you want us over?”

“No. But if I had.”

“No.” He says it with so much confidence. “You and I are like Russian roulette, this bullet didn’t kill us and maybe the next one will. But you fucking him, still wouldn’t end us. Cause I know you feel this,” he placed my hand on his heart. “You’ve got my soul Ellie. My heart. And I ain’t leaving until you tell me otherwise.”

My hand spreads over his heart and I knew then, what I was getting him for our anniversary.

MADDOX

My arm was wrappedover Gabriella and the phone was ringing on my bedside table. It wouldn’t shut the fuck up. Ignored it twice. Then I finally picked it up. “What?” I barked into it.

“I’m in town.”

I frowned. “Who the fuck is this?”

“King.”

My expression dropped. “Heard you were out.” And I pulled my arm from under Ellie’s head. “Where and when?” I said into the phone, knowing what he wanted.

“Half an hour, on the outskirts of the valley.” And he hangs up. I sighed. Well this wasn’t going to go down well. I threw the blankets back softly, and Ellie immediately moved.

“Where are you going?”

“King’s in town.” I grabbed my pants. But I caught her terrified expression. “Don’t worry baby.”

“What do you mean don’t worry! I’ll fucking worry Maddox!” And she got up, throwing the blankets back and standing there in her underwear turning me the fuck on. “Last time you saw King you did years. And that was just a prison visit!”

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