UnLove Me - The Angels Warriors MC Complete Trilogy Box Set (52 page)

Fuckin’ hell. Trent’s my brother. When I last saw my mother, as she was begging for her life, she didn’t tell me about that. Could have saved a world of hurt if everyone had just been honest.

I didn’t even fuckin’ know why my mother left. Dad just said she couldn’t handle being a part of our family anymore, that she wasn’t able to handle the death of Mark. I was only three when she left. I didn’t want to kill my own mother, but she was setting up the club, sleeping with the enemy and giving information she wasn’t supposed to know, let alone share. She had to go.

Instead of my usual form of brutality of slicing, cutting, or shooting, I drowned her in her fuckin’ tub. It actually felt good to do that, to avenge Mark like that. He would be almost two years older than Trent.

Rollin’ up to the clubhouse, I park my bike just as Jasper pulls up behind me, followed by Vinny. I fuckin’ feel for Vinny. Dumb motherfucker got not one but two women pregnant. He’s now the proud father of two little girls. Shit has to be rough. Kayla is pretty easy going about shit; she’s even been dating Breaks. He’s a pretty solid dude. But Lilly, on the other hand? She fuckin’ flipped her shit, won’t even let Vinny have the babies around each other. And Jasper’s still fucked in the head over everything with Eden. I know he still loves her, but he just can’t see past his hurt right now. The three of us are sitting at the bar together, drinking shots like the fuckin’ lonely hearts club or some shit. Fuckin’ pathetic.

Momma B comes over to our trio. “Well, aren’t you three a sight for sore eyes. What’s got ya’ll so down? Wouldn’t have anything to do with those women you love, would it?”

Groaning, I take another shot. Not in the mood for one of her talks or lectures.

“Seems to me, you three should be putting your heads together instead of up your asses, and be finding a way to get back where ya belong.” She smirks at us, thinking she is so damn smart. Shit just isn’t that easy. It isn’t like when Hilary would get pissed at me for calling her a bitch. If that were the case, all I would have to do is fuck her hard and remind her how good I make her feel. I already tried that, and it didn’t work.

Vinny’s phone goes off. He says some shit about going over to watch Rose for Kayla for a few hours so she can go out on a date with Breaks. Don’t know how he does it.  That shit is whacked. No way would I be able to juggle two kids with two different women.  Jasper bails on me a few minutes later, making up some shit about having to check up on a case we’ve been working. I think they’re both full of shit. Probably going to go cry like two bitches. Fuck that! Not me. I down another shot and go to my room to catch some Zs.

Things have been crazy lately with everyone. Lilly gave birth to a beautiful little girl, Elizabeth, but things didn’t go quite as she thought. We found out that Vinny, the loser that he is, got his old flame, Kayla, pregnant while he and Lilly were split up. The whole situation is a clusterfuck, and I get a front row seat since I live with Lilly.

I’m actually glad to be in my office today. As much as I love Lilly, she’s been a little hard to take since all this shit went down. She has been suffering from postpartum depression, but with the help of Eden, Ann, Vinny, and me, we were able to get her proper help. I think she was just so overwhelmed.

Getting my coffee, I take my seat and fire up my computer to check my email. There is a knock on my door, and I nearly spit my coffee out of my nose when Kayla comes in pushing Rose in her stroller.  I recover quickly, but I’m not sure why she is here to see me. I hope she doesn’t try to get me involved in the middle of her shit with Lilly and Vinny. 

“Um, hey. What can I do for you?” I ask, and I can’t help but get a good look at the kid. She actually favors Elizabeth, like a lot. Both kids must take after Vinny and his super sperm.

“I need to set up a will. Being a mom has me thinking a lot, and I think having things set in order for Rose’s future if something were to happen to me would be a wise choice,” she states.

I snort. “Yeah, you can take yourself down to Phil. I ain’t doing shit for you,” I tell her.

“Please, Hilary,” she begs.

I shake my head. “Yeah, no, it’s not happening. You knew Vinny was with Lilly, but still you managed to get him caught up with you again. Fuck you, Kayla. Hope you are really fucking proud for breaking up that family,” I sneer.

“I want to make Lilly her guardian,” she blurts out over me.

I freeze, shocked. “Huh?”

She takes in a breath, a deep breath. “In the event something ever happens to me, I want Lilly to be able to adopt Rose,” she says quietly.

I stare at her. What the fuck? “Fine,” I say reluctantly.

After getting the papers drawn up and signed, she walks to the door. “Thank you. I know you didn’t want to do this, but I didn’t plan for any of this to happen.”

I don’t respond, because seriously, she’s a grown ass woman; she should have known what would happen.

Brother. I have a fuckin’ brother. And my bitch of a wife kept that shit from me? Fuck them both! I don’t understand why the fuck she wouldn’t tell me. It just keeps eating at me that she knew all this time and didn’t tell me. I leave the club and go ride for a bit, trying to get rid of my anger. Once I’m calm enough, I hunt Hilary down. I end up going back to the hotel she’s been staying at. Now that I know where she is, I don’t get why she won’t move back in with Lilly.

I pound on the door, and when she opens it, she’s in shock, and I can tell she’s been crying. I push her in and shut the door behind me.

“Tell me right the fuck now, why didn’t you tell me,” I growl at her.

She hangs her head in shame. “At first, it was because of my mom. The divorce already brought enough shame to my father. And then once I started hanging around with Trent, my father got in my face about it, threatened to tell you that Lilly and I knew about Eden. I didn’t want to destroy Lilly’s relationship, and I didn’t want Eden’s secret out,” she says quietly.

I clench my jaw. All of this was because of Eden. It all goes back to fuckin’ her. How could she have been so fuckin’ selfish to do this to us all?

“I get it,” I say gruffly. I do- they’re best friends. Those three have always stuck together over everything. I shouldn’t be surprised, but not when it ruins relationships and fuckin’ marriages.

“I’m sorry, Mason,” Hilary says, quietly crying.

“I’m sick of fighting, Hilary.” I grab her and bring her in for a kiss. Her tears subside, and she looks at me with hungry eyes.  Her hands go around my neck, and I tilt my head, going in for another kiss. Her soft lips move against mine, and her tongue darts out, licking mine.

Laying her on the bed, I decide tonight needs to be different. Maybe it can be a new start for us. It doesn’t take much to get her naked and writhing beneath me. A few kisses and she was a goner.

I take my time, worshiping every inch of her body—showing her how much I love her. Her body trembles and shakes as I inch inside her. She still has tears threatening to run from her eyes. I lean down and bring my mouth to hers.

“Hilary, what’s it going to take? Can’t you feel the connection we still share? Stop fighting it.” She nods, and I roll onto my back. She straddles my hips and slides down on my cock. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of being with.  She rides me slowly, and I never want this sweet torture to end. I can be a good man; she just has to give me the chance to show her. I squeeze her firm ass as she grinds down on me. When she smiles at me, she makes me feel like we really have a shot to make things work.

I roll her over and take her from behind. She has always loved it when I pull on her hair and smack her ass. Pulling her head back by her hair, I kiss her with all I have as I come inside that sweet pussy.

I’m lying in bed with Mason, my head on his chest as his fingers run along my arm. I have so many thoughts right now, but my biggest thought is why is it we keep doing this to each other.  So much has happened between us. I gave in tonight because I needed to be with him one last time. This was my goodbye. I’m going to let him go, and he has to let me go too.

“We can’t do this, Mason,” I say quietly.

His body goes solid. “What?” he says loudly. I knew he would be hurt and angry. It was wrong of me to sleep with him knowing he wants more- so much more than I can allow myself to give him.

“We’re not good for each other. All the lies, secrets, and cheating...” I can’t go back to being that girl, the one who ignored the fact that her husband killed people. I can’t be the girl that lets him put his hands on her and tells herself he doesn’t mean it—that it wasn’t him. Because it was him. I just didn’t want to see that part of him. The woman that girl has grown to be can’t accept that side of him. I’m stronger than the girl I once was. I’m strong enough to really let him go.

“I’ve loved you since I was ten years old, and that love has never fuckin’ stopped,” Mason says while moving me off of him and looking down at me. He’s now the one with a tear in his eye. I know he loves me, but loving someone doesn’t mean everything’s okay and that things will be fine. Sometimes, real love means loving someone enough to let them go.

I shake my head. “We should have known this wouldn’t last. Look around you, Mason. Every relationship that started in high school has crumbled. No one is together anymore. It’s a sign,” I tell him, trying to get him to understand. I think of Lilly and Edie—none of us are happy. All of us are miserable and trying to make our pasts fit in with our futures.

He shakes his head. “No. I’m not giving you up.”

I look to the side as a tear falls. “You don’t have a choice, Mason,” I say, whispering.

“I’m not giving up on us,” he says forcefully, shaking me slightly. I close my eyes because I’m unable to look at him. I’m afraid that if I do I’ll break.

I say nothing in response. I love him, I do, but with losing our child, the abuse, his cheating, and my lies, I just don’t know how we can be happy with all that between us.

He notices I’m not going to say anything more, and he angrily gets dressed. “I love you, Hilary, and if you get over the fucked up shit in our past and in your head, I’ll be here, waiting for you,” he says before he slams the hotel room shut.

*~*

It’s been a crazy few months. Vinny got another woman pregnant. Lilly had Elizabeth. And now, here I am, leaving the hospital after a visit with Lilly. Her depression is nasty; I can’t believe she tried to kill herself- all because of that dick, Vinny.

Mason’s backed off. I think he finally gets it. I don’t hate him, but I can’t be around him right now.  He’ll just try to tell me how we’re meant to be, and I’m not having that.  I’m headed home to watch Elizabeth for a bit to give Vinny a break. He has been so great, even though he is an asswipe. At least Ann has the baby and I don’t have to see Vinny, because I may throttle him. I swing by Momma B’s bakery to grab some donuts to take in to work with me tomorrow. Trent’s at the counter with Breaks.  He gives me a small squeeze and asks me to join them, but I explain to him that I’m picking up Lilly’s daughter. Breaks smiles at me weakly. I know shit has got to be awkward with him dating Kayla and all.

After picking up Elizabeth from Ann, I get her home and settled for the evening, I hope.  She has other plans, though. Just when I think I’m going to sit down and relax, she starts to cry. I think she’s just spoiled and always wants to be held. But with one look at her sweet face, I can’t deny her. Who could look at her cuteness and not want to stop those tears?

Cradling her against my chest, I begin to sway. She seems to like it. I go over and turn on some soft music and hum to her. She stops crying, and we end up in front of the window. My eyes meet with Mason’s; he’s outside with Vinny. A pain stabs in my chest as the thought hits me that this is what it could have been like had we had a child—if I hadn’t lost our baby. I would be in our home taking care of our child, and he would roll up on his motorcycle looking sexy as sin.  He would smile at the sight of his girls, and I would wave at him, happy to have him home. Then the three of us would curl up on the couch together. I look down at Elizabeth, almost wishing it were so and she were mine.