Page 25 of Broken
“What else is on your mind?”
Looking over at her, I debate whether I can actually talk to her about this. Max said we couldn’t tell anyone. “If I tell you something, can it stay between us?”
Her eyes widen. “Yea, you can trust me. I need you to know, though, that if it’s something that will put the club or any of us in danger I don’t know that I can.”
“It’s nothing like that.” I take a bite of my food before turning toward her. “I have no idea about guys or relationships. Who knows if I’ve ever even been in one? I just need some advice, because I like Max.”
She coughs, choking a bit on the bite she had in her mouth. “You like the prospect? Is it mutual? Has anything happened?”
“It’s mutual. He told me that he wants to be with me. He said he isn’t allowed to be, though, that he isn’t allowed to touch me. I really like him, which is crazy because we haven’t even known each other more than a week. Since you found me that night I’ve been scared and confused, and the only thing that’s helped has been Max. He makes me feel better.” I shrug, knowing that it sounds crazy.
“You heard anything about how I came to the club?”
I shake my head.
“I came here when I was fourteen. I was running from my family and I begged the club to help me. Whip ended up getting put in charge of watching over me, kinda like your situation. Only thing is he had that job for four years till I turned eighteen. He got the same warning from our Pres at the time and he followed it until about a week before I turned eighteen when he kissed me. By the time we were allowed to be together I already loved him. I can completely understand what you mean when you say that you feel an immediate connection with him. I had the same thing. I came here with a lot of issues and he was the only one who seemed to be able to calm the storm inside of me.” Her hand touches my arm. “Sometimes it isn’t the quantity of time you have with someone, but the quality of the person you’re spending it with.”
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, though. When Twisted called us to come here it was like he shut down on me.”
Lucy laughs. “That’s because he knew that they had figured something and that you would be finding your own place here. Now you being Pres’s sister is gonna make it even harder for him to be with you. You don’t know T that well yet, but he is really protective of the people he cares about. You are going to be one of those people and Max knows that.”
Twisted walks into the room and stop in his tracks when he sees Lucy and me. “Hey, I didn’t realize you guys were in here.” His hands tuck into his pockets as he looks everywhere but at me.
“I was just leaving,” Lucy says before almost running out of the room.Traitor.
Neither of us says anything for a couple of minutes. I eat my sandwich as he flips on the coffee machine and grabs a cup from the cupboard. “Is your room okay?”
“Yea, it’s nice.” My hand nervously plays with my hair.
“My sister Lizzie does that when she’s nervous.” His voice is softer than it’s been before when he has spoken to me. “I don’t know how I didn’t see it before. When you walked in that night you looked familiar, but I thought maybe I’d just seen you around at some point. I know that you probably have a ton of questions. I can try to answer what I can. There are still things we don’t know and I’m having Brick look into them. I know that when you got here you didn’t get a warm welcome.” He grimaces. “I want you to feel comfortable here. If you need anything don’t hesitate to ask.”
“Thanks. I guess this will take some getting used to for all of us.”
I feel like that was the understatement of the year.
