Do I take the chance and try to make it work? My stomach churned.
“You’re right now get out my car so I can go back and get him”.
“Good girl”.
Walking back into the clubhouse he was sitting at the bar a bottle of whiskey in front of him. Gritting my teeth, I watched as that blond girl was trying her hardest to get him to notice her. When her arm slipped around his shoulders, and he didn’t push her off I saw red.
“You going to do something about that?”. Marko asked.
I wasn’t the type of girl that staked claim on her man. I did it all those years back and yeah it worked but I felt stupid doing it.
“That’s how our lifestyle works Ava. You don’t then he’s fair game”.
Hearing the giggle fall from her mouth was all it took for me to go over there. I didn’t believe that he would ever do anything to disrespect me, but that girl didn’t give a shit and she was treading on thin ice.
Tapping her on the shoulder she turned around and my fist connected with her nose. “He’s not interested sweetheart best you remember that”. Holding my hand, I ignored her scream and the blood that was covering her face.
Did I have to do that? Was it necessary? In this lifestyle damn right, it was. I wasn’t a violent person but if I wanted to make this work then I had to make everyone aware that he wasn’t available.
“Why’d you do that?”. Bringing the glass to his lips he finished what was in it. He didn’t look fazed about what just happened. He looked drained, tired and like he had given up.
“Do you want to be with me Blaze?”. That caught his attention enough to finally look at me. “Do you want us to be a family?”.
I was doing exactly what I needed to do what I wanted to do. I was finally giving him the chance he was asking for.
Instead of answering me he turned his attention back to the bottle of whiskey and poured himself another drink.
I guess that was my answer. Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip I turned and walked away. I would not let him see me cry.
He had given up.
Closing the door to the bedroom I stripped out of my clothes and pulled one of his T-shirts over my head. I could stay here tonight, pick Everleigh up first thing and then start moving back into my old house. It was time to get my life back on track and myself back to work.
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I knew it was late.
Opening my eyes, I could see the light shining from the moon through the window. Sitting up I grabbed my phone groaning when I checked the time.
Getting out of bed I left the room heading towards the bar. The lights were still on, so I knew someone was still up and about and then I saw them.
“Don’t you guys have a bed to go to?”. Slipping behind the bar I poured myself some water. Both Jared and Blaze were sat in a booth sharing a bottle of whiskey.
“Still early darling”. Jared smirked as he tapped the seat beside him.
“I’m good”. Not once did I take my eyes off Blaze. I knew the minute I saw him he was intoxicated, cradling the bottle of liquor but never once moving.
“You’re my bed”. He slurred slamming the bottle against the table. I didn’t like when he was drunk it scared me. “You’re in my fucking room”.
I knew my dad had a sofa in his office and we always had spare blankets laying around that I could use. If he wanted his room, then he can damn well have it. Glancing at Jared, he gave me the look. The look that I’d seen many times before. Blaze was off his face, and I wasn’t to take anything he said seriously. If I’ve learned anything its, they always tend to tell the truth when they’re drunk.
“His rooms free think it’s time you helped him to bed”. I couldn’t believe he was in this state. I knew he wanted to be with me and Everleigh, but I have no idea why he didn’t answer me.
“Take the room darling he ain’t going anywhere”.
“At least sober his ass up Jared”. Crossing my arms over my chest I knew my face held a glare.
“And there it is”. Blaze laughed winking at me. “The famous glare. What can I not have a drink now? Am I not allowed too?”.
He stopped laughing. His expression dark. He had drunk too much, and I wasn’t staying around for the backlash. I knew what was coming next. Blaze was an ugly drunk.
Swallowing the lump in my throat I grabbed my glass of water. I wasn’t retaliating, I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. We could sort it in the morning when he was sober.
“Do something with him Jared before I kill him myself”.
He infuriated me when he was like this. He was no good to anyone in the state that he was in. Anyone stood in his way he’d take them out.
“Go to bed darling I’ve got him”. Jared slung his arm around Blazes shoulder and stood him up. Yeah, that wasn’t going to work. Rolling my eyes, I stepped out from behind the bar and made my way over. Taking his arm, I slipped it over my shoulders my other one going behind his back.
He was going straight to bed.
Dumping him on top of the bed I undid his boots taking them off. He was going to have one sore head in the morning.
Serves him right.
Closing the door behind me I stared at Jared my arms folded over my chest.
“Nothing to do with me”. Holding his hands up he backed away slightly.
“Why did he hit the bottle so hard?”. I was no longer tired, and I didn’t fancy sleeping on a leather couch in a cold office.
“Wasn’t leaving him to drink in his own”. He shrugged taking a beer from the fridge.
“That’s not what I asked”. Sitting on the stool I took the cigarette he was offering. “His head really is fucked, isn’t it?”.
“Gotta give him time to sort his shit out. Be his old lady and just be there”.
“I’m starting to think he doesn’t want us”. Sighing I took the beer bottle from him. “I can’t deal with the hot and cold attitude anymore. I’m done going round in circles with him. One minute we’re fine the next we’re at each other’s throats. I’m not that girl anymore Jared. Everleigh is my life, and we can go on with or without him”.
“He’s scared”.
“And you think I’m not. Just being here brings every little memory to the surface. I’m done playing games Jared if he wants to be with me then he has to prove it. I’m done trying”. Slipping off the stool I squeezed his shoulder. “Whatever he’s going through promise me you’ll look out for him”.
“Always darling”.
“Goodnight, Jared”.
“Ava before you go I need to tell you something”.
Why did I have a feeling I wasn’t going to like what he had to say.
“The anniversary of his son’s death is approaching please don’t be too hard on him”.