Page 241 of Misrule
“Okay, baby. Lemme get your nurse and see what she say.”
“Okay.” She stopped him before he walked out. “Christopher?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“I love you. Thank you for being such a good dad and the best husband a girl could ever have.”
“It’s all cuz of you, Megan,” he told her quietly.
She sniffled. “You’re my everything.”
“Just like you mine, baby,” he told her and walked out, leaving Meggie thankful to be alive and happy that her baby had survived.
Walking into Kendall’s room, Christopher felt like a pussy for the tears he’d almost shed when he’d found Megan with her ventilator gone. And her words to him touched his heart and soul.Shewas his heart and soul.
Megan had to wait a day before she saw Axel. She also needed pain meds because her throat was hurting. But she’d improved so much in just a matter of days that Christopher was grateful. Although she didn’t yet know about Kendall, he intended to tell her soon.
Right before Megan dozed off, he said he had a run to make, and kissed her bye. He’d gotten two miracles with the lives of Megan and Axel, so he decided to clear the air with Kendall.
Finding her asleep, he studied her. Without makeup and with all she’d been through, her face looked pulled-down, but harmless. Seeing her now made it hard to believe she’d been the bitch who’d gotten into more shit than he wanted to remember.
She shifted and groaned, opening her eyes. When she realized he stood next to her bed, she started then shrank back.
“Hey, Kendall,” he greeted.
“Hi,” she told him, wary.
Before he went on, Johnnie walked in and stopped. “I was trying to get here before you did, Christopher.”
He shrugged. “Under-fuckin-standable.”
“How’s Megan?”
“What’s wrong with Meggie?” Kendall asked.
“She gettin’ better, now,” Christopher said. Everyone had come to visit his girl by now, except her motherfucking guards. And now he knew why. “She been awake for three days. Finally able to breathe on her own. Axel fightin’ too.”
“Who’s Axel?” Kendall asked.
“Our new boy.”
“Meggie had another baby?” Shock was clear in Kendall’s voice.
“Yeah,” Christopher answered.
“I suppose you summoned me here so you can tell us together that Kendall won’t be welcomed back on club premises,” Johnnie guessed, looking as devastated as he sounded.
“Sit down, Johnnie,” Christopher ordered.
Without question, Johnnie complied.
“I’m not gettin’ into how I fuckin’ feel about you, Kendall,” Christopher started. “We all fuckin’ know. No matter how the fuck my ass been tryin’ these last coupla days, I still hate you.”
Johnnie shot to his feet. “Get the fuck out of here with that bullshit, Christopher. Kendall doesn’t need to be subjected to your torture. She’s too vulnerable.”
“Sit down, assfuck,” Christopher demanded with irritation, glaring in Johnnie’s direction until he sat down. “Just cuzIhate Kendall ain’t meanin’ you do. As a matter of fuckin’ fact, I ain’t ever realized how much you fuckin’ love her until she tried to fuck herself up.” Ignoring Johnnie’s glower, Christopher looked at Kendall. “If you ain’t made it, I ain’t too sure Johnnie wouldna shot the fuck outta himself. He love you and I love him, so I wanna get some shit straight with you.”
Kendall swallowed. “Wh-what?”
