Page 16 of Vetting the Biker

Needle let me know she was resting and has some damage to her neck from the choking, but that will heal over time. No broken bones. There is significant swelling to her face, but in a few days all she’ll have is bruising from the physical part of this ordeal. Wesley is quiet in the truck. I let him be. I don’t know what else to do but be here for him.

Jenna

I’m startled awake by the pain in my face when I move my body.

“Ouch,” I whine. What happened? Did I get a nose job? My entire face hurts. I open my eyes, trying to focus on where I am because the bed I’m in doesn’t feel like mine. The room is dark with just a slight overhead light, one barely lights anything. I’m thankful for it because my head is pounding. I see movement from my left.

“Mom?” Hearing Wesley’s voice, it all comes flooding back to me. Robert tried to kill me. I reach out to his face to look over him, making sure he doesn’t have any bruises on him.

“Are you okay?” I need to put away my fears and focus on Wesley.

“The doctor said I’m good. Dad has a broken jaw and nose. I guess all those times you made me go to the batting cages paid off.” We both laugh, and I know it’s a defense mechanism.

“Thank you for coming to my rescue, but when I tell you to run, you run. You should never be in that position.” I scold him not because I’m mad at him, but because I’m terrified. If anything happened to Wesley, I’d never forgive myself.

“Are you scolding him?” Chase’s voice comes from the foot of my bed.

“No. Just reminding him I’m in charge.” I laugh. He shakes his head with a smirk. I stare at him, taking in his presence in the room. I remember catching a glimpse of him before leaving in the ambulance.

“The doctor is springing you in a couple of days and I’m taking the dogs to my place. Do you want Wesley to stay with me?” He’s cautious.

“It’s up to him. Thank you for taking the puppies. The cats and birds just need food and water. When I get back to my house, I’ll let the bird out to fly for a while.” I can see the war waging on my son’s face, deciding whether to stay or go. “Baby, if you want to go with Chase, that’s fine. If you don’t I can see if you can stay at Aunt Allison’s house. I don’t want you at the house without me. Chase has a daughter about your age, and the animals will need some love.” I place my hand on his arm. “Wesley, I want to tell you how proud I am of you. You most definitely saved my life, and I know I need to send a fruit basket to your baseball coaches. And here I thought all that money for baseball and the batting cages was a waste of money. You had acceptable form though, great follow through.” I know my son needs laughter right now because it’s how I am when it gets too intense. He shakes his head at my ridiculousness as I pretend to swing a bat.

“I love you, Mom.” He flings himself into me, crying while he holds onto me. I let him cry and cling to me because he needs to feel I’m still here. “I had to protect you because you always protect and love me. I see everything you do for me, and with mostly no complaining.” Laughing, I let the tears fall. The emotions going through my head are too much for me, and it scares me. Wesley would have lost me tonight and at the hands of his dad. I don’t know how to help him through this ordeal. I hope The Wild Jesters can help with that, or at least Chase. “Now go to Chase’s and listen to him, okay?” I blow a kiss to both of them and watch them leave.

Chase walks back in then. As he walks up to the bed, he cradles my face and puts his lips on mine. “I could have lost you before I ever really had you, baby.” He places another kiss on my lips. “I know it’s so early, Jenna, but I love you.” The entire world just stops. I’m not scared, but it’s like a lightbulb goes off.

“I thought I had love once, and I found out it was a lie. With you through these past few weeks, I realized this is how love should be. I love you too, Chase.” The cocky-ass grin gracing his face makes me laugh.

“I will show you how you are supposed to be treated, show Wesley how a real man treats a woman, and just love, support, and cherish you until I take my last breath.” Yep, I am full-on ugly crying.

“What is it with the men in my life, making me cry with their sweet words?” Leaning down one more time, he peppers my lips with kisses. Chase looks at my neck and cringes. “It only hurts when I swallow or talk. So no blowjobs for you for a while.” I wink at him. He laughs, shaking his head. I shrug. He kisses my throat.

“There, a kiss to make it better. I’ll be by in the morning to see you. I’ll be wearing my lawyer hat for some of the visit before being the kickass motorcycle club boyfriend.” He winks at me before walking out of my room to leave with Wesley. Since Robert will go away for a long time, I can finally start living again. Life is about to be amazing.

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It has been three weeks since Robert tried to kill me. I’m still having nightmares about the ordeal, but when I’m in Chase’s arms they don’t seem as bad. Wesley screams out at night and for the first week, we slept in the same bed because he was afraid for me. If I could take away those nightmares for him, I’d do it in a heartbeat. The Wild Jesters have been amazing for us. I couldn’t ask for a better group of people to help us get through this process. They’ve been with us every step of the way.

Today Wesley and I have to go to court to tell the judge what happened that day in the house. Chase and Mallory are with us today for support. The kids are thick as thieves, and act more like siblings. Wesley is still afraid to go home, so we’ve been staying with Chase. All of our animals are here, and I only go back to check the mail while grabbing clothes for us. I need to decide what I’m going to do about the house.

“Mom, we’ll be okay; just another chapter of a book we can close.” Wesley squeezes my hand and I thank God for giving me him. Therapy helps Wesley say all the right words, but sometimes the guilt on his face for not being downstairs the whole time breaks my heart. No one could’ve predicted Robert would do this to us. Not even his parents or siblings knew he could be this way.

“Those are very true words, Wes. Now let’s go in there and show him he will never break us.” I kiss his cheek. He doesn’t wipe it off. It’s like the kiss is giving him strength to get through the day. Chase takes my hand, and we go into court as a family.

We are seated on the benches when the judge comes in, and then the side door opens, and we see Robert. He has aged over the last month, and I see bruises on his face are healing. As he lifts his head and sees me, I see the anger come back into his life, and as if that wasn’t enough to know he hates me, he mouths“Fuck you”to me as he passes. I try to control my shaking hands. I’m not scared of him anymore but seeing him brings back the fear I felt that night. Chase grabs my hand, entwining our fingers together. I stare at our hands. Feeling the heat from his hands, I breathe out a slow deep breath like the therapist I’ve been seeing has been teaching me to do when the fear creeps into my thoughts. I look back up to Robert, who is still staring at me and all I can do is smile because I have everything I want in my life and he will never have again. I have an amazing son, a supportive and loving partner, a family, and a great friendship with Mallory is starting. Life is good, and nothing can stop that.

Chase

Watching my woman and Wesley testify and then walk out of the courtroom, I couldn’t be any prouder of them both. We’re standing outside the courthouse with Eagle, Battle Axe, and Wolf even came to support us, even though she’s been busy on a case. Knowing Jenna and Wesley weren’t alone gave them the strength to get through testifying. It’s always scary telling someone else about the events that happened. I remember when I testified against my mom. I told the caseworker I almost shit my pants being up on the stand, which makes being a part of The Wild Jesters even more satisfying to help other kids through it.

“Wesley, I’m so fucking proud of you, kid. You did one hell of a job up there. I know it’s scary being up there and especially when you have to talk about a parent.” Wesley’s smile hasn’t faded since the judge told us Robert was going to jail for two years, then he’ll be on probation for five years after and he’s having no contact with Jenna or Wesley. His rights were terminated. Robert showed no remorse for what he did and that was part of the decision for his sentence. I feel like a proud papa watching him give his account of the events on that day. He stood on the stand with no fear in his eyes at all. “Who’s hungry? I’m thinking steak and chicken on the grill?”

“Yes! Maybe a pool party since fall begins next week and the temps are going to be dropping?” Mallory suggests to us, and by the begging from Wesley, I knew it was a yes.

“We need to go shopping for food and you two need to call your friends.” We walk out to the truck, and it feels like all the stress has been lifted. The Wild Jesters are going to join us as well. It’s going to be a fun time with friends and family. Driving from the courthouse to the store, all I can hear is the laughter from the kids. Looking out the corner of my eye, I watch Jenna smile as she hums the country song on the radio. We’ve been together for four months and I can’t imagine being without her or Wesley.

We haven’t been intimate because I need her to feel ready after the ordeal with Robert. But my cock is so hard constantly I’m having to beat one out every morning. Jenna reaches for my hand, and we entwine our fingers. I’ve never fallen for someone this fast, but I know she’s the one for me. Jenna leans over the center console and I can feel her breath against my ear. “This weekend Wesley is going to his grandparents.” I glance at her and she waggles her eyebrows telling me how I’m getting lucky. I’m pretty sure my dick just punched through my jeans.

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