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I turn around again, unable to look at him, knowing I’m going to take my anger out on him. I admit, “I’m getting flashbacks of wanting her when she was sixteen, Dad, and I-I, that can’t be right…”
“Jax, look at me,” he demands gently, and I turn his way, my eyes tearing up.
I feel like a fucking mess.
She was sixteen, fucking sixteen, there is no way I wanted her then, it’s not right.
“Hear me when I say this, Ivy has always been yours, just like you’ve always been hers, and I understand your frustration. I can see it, I can see your pain and confusion, but never doubt even at sixteen, she was yours,” he says, but I shake my head and remind him, “I was twenty, Dad!”
Dad smiles and reminds me, “And I was twenty-one when I met your mother and fell head over heels in love with her. She was also sixteen and lied to me about her age, but despite finding out the truth, I couldn’t walk away. Age is just a number, and you never touched her until she hit past her twenties. You never took things past the friendship line despite your feelings, so stop beating yourself up.”
I swallow hard and turn, grabbing my head again as more pain throbs through me.
“Well, we better change that then, shouldn’t we?!” Misty sneers.
I flinch, the bitch naked holding a gun at Ivy clear as day and I groan as more pain filters through me and I know I need to find Ivy. I need her…
I need answers, and honestly, I have this compelling urge to hold her in my arms and never let her go.
“Son?” my dad says as a knock sounds at my door and I swallow hard, trying to ignore the bile and walk over to it, ready to tell whoever it is to fuck off because I need to find my best friend….
I need my girl.
Chapter 26
Ivy
I pace a little near Hudson, my eyes going to him repeatedly, my heart pounding so hard I feel like it’s about to come out of my chest.
I can do this, I know I can. I just need my friends to give me the push to leave, especially knowing things are improving with Hudson.
He’s had his chest X-ray, and as the doctor stated, his lungs are improving and developing the way they didn’t think they would, and it is positive, but he still has a long way to go, and it’s scary, and I need Jax.
Screw his memory, it’s time he finds out about our son.
I can’t hold off any longer, I need him, his son needs him and I need to fight for him, help him get his memory back, plead for forgiveness then hopefully live happily ever after or maybe I could take a page out of his book and drug him then hold him hostage until he agrees to give us a shot.
That actually sounds like a good idea. If the brothers can do it, why can’t I?
I shake my head, my thoughts going haywire.
For months, I have blamed myself and beaten myself up for not going to Jax to begin with. It’s time I stopped doing that. It is time to get my family back together again, which means I now have to leave Hudson for the first time and not just two floors down but off the premises.
My heart rate kicks up a notch, and fear kicks in at the thought of leaving him, and I swallow hard.
“I can do this,” I whisper as I look at Hudson again.
I can right? For Jax, for Hudson?
“Okay, okay, we’re here,” Raya says as she rushes into the room with Skylar in tow, both out of breath, and I can’t help but smile because, as usual, they are right on time before I bottled it.
I have the greatest of friends.
“Hey, I brought plenty of snacks,” Lake says as she walks in after them wearing her dark blue work uniform, her dark red hair in a messy ponytail, and my eyes tear up.
She came straight here after her shift...
“Okay, Ives, we will stay here until you and Psycho return, and yes, he will come with you, so have no doubt,” Raya says, and I smile, but I soon chuckle as she states, “But if your brother shows up, I’m leaving these two to it.”
