Page 36 of Joker
I wake up as I’m being carried. Looking up, I see a face I would never forget.
“Wolf,” I gasp.
“Oh, thank fuck. I got you, girly.” I can sense the worried tone in his voice.
Curling up further in his arms, I’m finally feel safe. I had made it. I’m home. With that thought, I pass out again.
I wake again, and this time I’m lying on something soft. I don’t seem to be able to move anything, and the pain is unreal. I can hear voices.
“Doc, why isn’t she waking up?”
“Calm down, son. She’s been through hell, and her body needs time to heal. Also, her mind will too. She’ll wake up when she’s ready.”
I know those voices. It’s Jason and Doc. I want to tell them I’m awake, I’m here, but my stupid body won’t listen. The blackness starts to claim me again.
“Please, babydoll, just open those pretty blue eyes for me. I need you, baby. Beau needs you. Please come back to us.”
Jason’s voice wakes me. He’s gripping my hand, and I feel wetness on my hand. Is he crying? I want to go to him. I want to see his smile again. Why won’t my stupid body do as it’s told? The blackness once again claims me.
Another voice wakes me this time, and it’s a voice I’ve missed for so long.
“Angel, I’m so sorry. I’ve been a useless father. I should have never left you. I thought your mother would have cared for you. I’m so sorry I left you with her. Johnny is here too. Please wake up so we can all be together. I’ve met my grandson. He’s a right little comedian. He’s amazing, angel. You’ve done so well with him. I’m proud of you, angel. Please, please come back to me.”
Daddy? He’s here? It makes my heart soar that he’s met Beau and loves him. I really want to wake up. I want to be with my family, but it hurts too much.
“Carrie, I need you to wake up. Joker, he’s not doing so well. We’ve lost you once, and we don’t want to lose you again. He won’t survive losing you twice. He never stopped looking for you. None of us did.”
Scott, he’s mine and Jason’s best friend. But who is Joker?
“Please, Carrie. I need my best girl back. Joker and me . . . Crap, sorry. Jason. We patched into the club. Jason’s road name is Joker and mines Tank. I’m not a scrawny little boy anymore, Carrie. Please come back to us.”
I’m so happy they both got their wish and patched into the club. It was all they had talked about growing up. How they were going to be just like Bull, BJ, and my dad. They deserve to be part of the club. I wonder if it’s changed much since I was last here. That is my last thought as the blackness comes again.
“Sis, can you hear me? You need to wake up as everyone is freaking the fuck out. I know you’re strong, and you’ll come back to us when you’re ready. I just wanted to thank you for everything you did for me, to protect me. I wouldn’t be the man I am today without you. You truly are the greatest sister. I love you. Rest and come back to us when you’re ready.”
A tear slowly falls down my cheek. Johnny!
Waking, I feel a whole lot better. The pain isn’t so bad. I can feel a little hand in mine and a soft kiss on my hand.
“Momma, I miss you. Daddy says you’re feeling poorly and need sleep to feel better. I’m glad Daddy is looking after you. I miss you, Momma. I want to show you my awesome room and the bike that Grandpa Reck bought me that matches Daddy’s. I even have my own cut as BJ, he’s the Prez, said I’m part of the club.”
Beau! That voice is music to my ears. He sounds so confident and strong. Clearly, being at the club was the best thing for him. I tried to move my hand and managed to move my fingers a little.
“DADDY,” Beau screams, thundering boots sound around the room.
“Beau, what’s the matter?” Jason asks hurriedly.
“Momma moved her fingers,” he declares.
The second he finishes his sentence, his hand is replaced in mine by a large, rougher hand.
“Babydoll, can you hear me? Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.”
I can hear the desperation in his voice. I try with all my strength to squeeze his hand. I hear the sharp intake of breath when I manage it.
“Get Doc, she squeezed my hand.”
Opening my eyes, I’m greeted by Jason’s handsome face leaning over me.
