Page 52 of Stone
She swore never to be around the club again, yet here she is, showing us her good heart though she’s staying far away from her husband who won’t take his eyes off her.
Doc’s phone buzzes again, and Trigger snaps, “Just fucking answer it, Doc!”
“No,” he denies, “it’s Smith wanting to know if I’ve made my mind up about marrying his daughter for an alliance.”
“Don’t do it,” I instantly say, not looking at anyone, my sole focus on the door. I mutter, “You will regret it. Take it from someone who knows, you will regret it, so don’t do it. The club is fine without his influence, worse comes to worst, Dirty can look up some shit on him. There is probably plenty, but don’t fucking do it.”
Doc sighs but doesn’t say anything, and I begin to pace again.
I can’t help him if he isn’t willing to help himself. He’s the president, yet he still feels like he needs to prove something to his dad.
I squeeze my eyes shut as the blood hits me again, the feel of it still on my hands despite Ashley wiping them.
Blood, there was so fucking much blood, and it’s all my fault. I caused this by not getting rid of Elsie to begin with. I didn’t put my wife fucking first, instead I put my dad and whatever shit James has on him first. Fuck, he’s a brother, he could have killed him with the help of the club if he’d just explained why and that he was being blackmailed but no, instead he chose to ruin my life knowing I felt like I needed his approval, just like Doc with his dad, only Doc has yet to meet his one.
The door to the hall opens, and I quickly look but sag as my dad rushes in, shock all over his face.
Fuck! Where is the doctor?!
Dad stops before me and demands, “What happened? Your mama couldn’t really explain it, only that she broke her hand.”
Shit, Mama broke her hand?
I look at Doc with wide eyes, and he winces and admits, “She had her thumb tucked into her fist when she hit the bitch. A prospect brought her to the emergency room.”
I flinch because ouch, before looking at Dad, and all my anger, all my fear, I latch it onto him, and he tenses seeing my reaction to him before he braces himself.
Without giving a shit, I lift my arm before swinging my fist, hitting his jaw. He stumbles back with a grunt as a few hands grab me from behind but I shove them away as I point at my stoic father and growl, “Your best friend’s daughter, who you forced me to stay married to for eleven fucking miserable years and tried to ruin the love I finally found with my one, stabbed my wife in the chest then tried to claim Rose attacked her!”
“What the fuck…” Dad whispers, and his face pales.
Dirty chimes in, “I found the footage, Elsie already had a gash on her arm when she shoved an unsuspecting Rose and stabbed her, not that it would have mattered, I would have praised Rose if she did hurt Elsie, but the woman is all heart and wants to save people not hurt them, and, the crazy bitch Elsie was laughing when she walked away.”
“She still doesn’t know she isn’t married to Stone,” Alfie says as he walks over gripping his prospect cut, “I went to verify she was tied up tightly and even with a split lip she kept cackling that we can’t kill her because she’s the VP’s wife, that she got the role and man she wanted and no one will be his mistress.”
Dad’s eyes widen before pure guilt shows, and he whispers, “I’m so sorry, son,” but I shake my head and turn away from him before I tackle him to the ground and beat him bloody.
Father or not, my wife is fighting for her life, and he’s one of the reasons why. I can’t exactly beat myself up any more than I already am.
I should have just divorced the bitch when I had the chance at nineteen instead of listening to a selfish piece of shit.
“James drugged me,” Dad admits out of the blue, causing everyone to look his way, and I frown as we lock eyes. Dad swallows hard as he places his hands on his hips and chokes, “He drugged me, not enough to knock me out but enough to make me want-want…” he pauses before taking a deep breath then admits, “We had sex, it was after your mama cheated but there I said it, I fucked James in the ass and he recorded it.”
Holy shit.
My mouth drops in shock while the room is so quiet, you can hear a pin drop.
“He mentioned once that he wanted to set you and Elsie up, that you two were sleeping together, and she wanted you. I told him I wouldn’t do that to you, that you both were making decisions teenagers make and it wasn’t a high school romance, that you weren’t ready for marriage, especially not at that age.” He admits and I see Ashley flinch in corner, the words hitting her hard, and Trigger goes to walk towards her, but she quickly moves, stopping him in his tracks.
That is how she sees her relationship with Trigger now, not the high school romance she thought they had.
Dad continues after giving her a soft smile and says, “Two weeks later, you tell me Elsie is apparently pregnant which shocked me and yes I was suspicious but she had proof,” Dad admits, “I admit, I thought marriage was the best option, for the club, for you and your reputation, especially with you takingover as VP. When you told me that she lied, that Dirty had proof of her faking a miscarriage then further lied, claiming she couldn’t have kids because of the fake miscarriage to gain the sympathy vote from the brothers, I spoke to James which is when he showed me the footage,” he swallows, “When I woke up the morning after, I had little flashbacks but I didn’t believe it, thought I was hallucinating but I guess I was wrong.”
“Dad,” I whisper.
“He said he had copies, and if anything were to happen to him, they’d automatically send it to everyone and when I called his bluff, he sent it to your mother as proof,” he admits, “I-I, fuck, son, I was so ashamed. I didn’t want the brothers to know that I-I, fuck, that I was sexually assaulted by a man, and your mama didn’t want anyone to know either. She barely fucking looked at me for months.”
“Why did you stay with Hayley?” Anchor asks, coming up beside us with his arms crossed, “She cheated on you all because she didn’t get enough attention but was soon around for your money. Then fucking abandoned you in your time of need, then proceeded to encourage you not to tell your story, allowing her own son to stay with a crazy, lying bitch. Why did you stay?”
