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Misty gently rubs her hand over my flaccid dick, and I gingerly shove her away and slur, “N-not you’s, princess’s, hers…”

Fuck am I making sense?

“Piss off, Misty, and stop trying to take advantage, you stupid bitch!” Viper snaps, and I whine, “Hey,” as he takes my shot off me and shakes his head.

“Fucking hell, Pres, I thought you were going to see Luna?” he questions, and I hiccup.

“Princess, gone…. Took shirt and g-gone,” I slur, and he winces and mutters, “Fuck,” then grabs my arm and loops it over his shoulders, then says, “Come on, Pres,” before he shouts, “Yo Kip, come give me a hand….”

“She left me,” I slur, “gone, gone, gone, like the wind gone.”

“Holy…” Kip stutters, and Viper snaps, “Fucking focus.”

“I-I loved her, brother,” I admit, and he looks at me with pity.

Fuck I hate pity, yet my drunken ramble won’t stop.

“She left me even though I-I loved her. She and me, we were ever….” I slur, most likely not making any sense, before the room spins and Kip mutters, “Fuck he’s about to pass out,” and Viper replies, “Good,” as everything goes black. I wish the blackness to stay because I know once I wake, the woman I’ve fallen for will still be gone and will have ensured she won’t be found for fucking months…

I groan, my head spinning, and I blink and notice I’m at my home on club property, and I mutter, “Fuck…” as I try and sit up. Just as my back leans against my soft headboard, a glass is placed before me, and I blink before locking eyes with my dad.

I groan for a different reason, and he chuckles, holding out some pain relief.

“Thanks,” I mutter, and he nods and reminds me, “You were a mess last night. It took a few of us to get you to bed.”

I wince and throwback two tablets before taking a large gulp of my water, then croak, “I know,” remembering snippets, including shouting at a clubwhore who tried to sneak into my home, but thankfully, Psycho was here before she could fucking try anything.

“Jewel has been put on probation,” Dad confirms, and I nod but wince at the throb that shoots through me. “So, son,” Dadbegins, and I look his way to see concern shining back at me as he questions, “What are you going to do?”

I lick my dry lips, knowing exactly what he’s asking, and I look to my nightstand, where a picture of Luna grinning at me from her kitchen wearing nothing but my shirt sits.

I didn’t understand at the time why I wanted to take it or why I wanted it in a frame, but I see it clearly now.

“She lied to me,” I begin, and he nods and states, “Most likely used you for her brother.”

I nod back, eyeing the picture, then admit, “I’m going to find her and bring her home where she belongs, then put my cut on her before taking her brother’s club down for the shit he’s caused, the lives lost,” without a second thought, not caring that she lied to me. I look at Dad and see a massive grin spread across his face, agreeing with me and I look back at the photo of Luna.

Ready or not, princess, I’m coming to find you and make you mine. I just hope my trust can be rebuilt…

Chapter 17

Luna – Three Weeks Later

I eye the handful of pills sitting on the grubby nightstand with contentment. No fear runs through me, only peace and acceptance.

I thought my heart would pound, my palms would sweat, and I’d have second thoughts at least. I mean, I don’t even know what half these pills are, yet I don’t care. It’s like my body has just finally given up like I’ve made peace with how this needs to end, the only other feeling consuming me is my skin crawling to get rid ofhistouch.

Three weeks at a dingy hostel, two hours outside of Rose Meadow, and I can feel myself needing to end everything.

Does it make me weak that I can’t seem to continue to live?

Does it make me pathetic?

Maybe, but when you’ve gone through something like I have during my life, tried to fight the pain and horrors day in and day out, to finally find love when it was supposed to be something fun only to lose it, you’d want to give up too.

If anything, I think I’m strong for lasting as long as I did.

I swallow hard and pick up half of the pills that the guy that sleeps outside of the hostel gave me, believing I just wanted to get high or more like loved the handful of cash I gave him and grab my bottle of water and without thinking twice about it, I shove the pills into my mouth before taking a large drink of water.

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