Page 66 of Puck It!

"Man, we all fucked up."

"Yeah, but she’ll forgive your ass, you’re her brother."

"Technically you are too." Sully laughs

"Fuck you, No." I punch Sully in the arm.

"Oh yeah, Jax fucking his step sissy." This mother fucker just won't stop.

"Fuck you, Sully."

They fucking laugh, thinking the shits funny, I mean, it kind of is.

"Why do you have a tracker on her car?" I want to know more.

"Dad put it in when he got that car for her, that’s why it’s so important to her." Koda takes a deep breath, he hates talking about his dad, "Dad knew that was going to be his way of finding her when she threw one of her bratty fits and took off, but he never got to do that."

The silence fills the car for a moment. Jack was a good coach, he made me into who I am; Not my father.

"I kept it active, just in case, for Dad, I guess."

"That’s how you found out she was working at the club." I ask, piecing shit together.

He nods and laughs, "Yeah."

"Is she supposed to be staying on that blue line we are following?" Sully asks

"Yeah."

"Well, she’s not anymore." Sully laughs, showing Koda the phone.

"Guess we’re going for a detour." Koda laughs, finding this shit comical, and I'm back here worried about her little ass.

I shake my head and sit back in the seat, pulling out my phone, I pull up her name and hover my finger over her name, wanting to call her; but I lock the screen and throw my phone across the seat.

I have to give her the time she asked for, even though it is eating me alive, but I at least can breathe a little better knowing where she is exactly; smooth Jack, fucking smooth.

Dakota

Dad knew one day Macie would run off having one of her bratty fits, but this isn’t her having a bratty fit.

I know I told Jax to bring her home, but I didn’t necessarily mean bring her to the rink; It was just a fucked up situation, and I knew telling Jax would get him heated, but we needed to handle this situation. He wasn’t about to leave her there by herself anyways.

She’ll get over it, she just needs to blow off some steam, and she’s probably going to blow some money shopping, that’s what my sister does when she’s pissed and thinking.

Jax is beating himself up over this, and we are all at fault here; I’ll talk to Macie once she settles down, I’ll also take the blame for it if I need to.

She doesn’t need to hold this against Jax, I’ve seen how happy she is since they have been, whatever they are.

Macie

I take a detour, off track, to go explore an outlet mall I know is close by and well, I’m in the mood to blow some money. Plus, I need some new heels, since I have no idea where mine went the other night; I’m pissed about that; they were my favorite pair.

All three of the guys have called me a few times, but it hasn’t been for a few hours now. I think they got the hint; I’m not going to answer.

Honestly, I just don’t want to turn my music down. I’ve got the windows down, my hair swirls in the wind, and I’ve just zoned into my driving, of course thinking about everything.

I don’t want to walk away from Jax, I know he meant well, I know that.

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