Page 359 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

There’s nothing I can do but leave.Before I do that, there is one thing that I need to do.I leave my suitcase by the door as a wave of dizziness hits me.This headache is going to be my worst one yet.It’s already amplified.It kind of feels like a sledgehammer is pounding against the back of my head.

I walk slowly to Diesel’s door.There’s a chance he and Rory are already moving around for the day, but I’ve noticed since I came back that Diesel spends time with Rory in their room early, and then goes to work with his brothers.I noticed it because I was happy for him.Before when I was here, I don’t think he slept much at all.There were times when I doubted he ever used his bedroom.He’d fall asleep in his office most nights, or in Ryan’s room on the floor.

I’m so upset that I actually pass up his door and knock on the wrong one at first.I’m not sure I would have realized it, if it hadn’t been cracked and I looked inside, only to realize it was the laundry area.

I’ve got to get a grip.I just need to hold it together to talk to Diesel.After that, I can find a hotel and spend the day crying in bed—much like yesterday.When I finally make it to the right door.I knock, swallowing and trying to ignore the nauseous feeling in the pit of my stomach.

When Diesel answers the door, I can tell by his face that he’s already spoken to Liam.

“Diesel,” I murmur, curling my fingers into a fist and letting my nails cut into the palm of my hand.

“I thought you’d be around.”

“You’ve talked to Liam,” I respond, already knowing, but his tone is even.He’s giving nothing away, but I can tell he’s not happy.

“Did you think he wouldn’t tell me?”Diesel asks, and I was wrong.He’s not just unhappy.

He’s mad.

“No, I knew he would, I was going to tell you myself.That’s why I am here.I was hoping that maybe you would let me try to explain?—”

“How you sold out the club and put my son in danger?”

“Noah,” Rory says from inside.I can physically see Diesel put a cap on his anger, trying to reign it in.

Diesel backs up, opening the door wider, waving me inside.

Suddenly, I feel like I’m walking to my doom…

Chapter52

Fury

You knowyou’re a miserable fuck when alcohol doesn’t dull the pain.I stare at the whiskey left in my glass, not really wanting another drink.I drank most of the night.It didn’t help.

“You look like shit, Brother.”

I pull my gaze away from my whiskey glass to look at Devil.

“Thanks,” I mutter.I really didn’t think it was possible to drink yourself sober, but I have.Either that or I’ve been staring at my next drink so long the effect of the others has worn off.

“How you doin’, man?”he asks sitting beside me.

“Now’s not a good time to ask me that, Devil.”

“You didn’t take my advice last night, did you?”

I frown, my grip on the glass tightens, but I still don’t drink it.After I talked to Diesel, I sought Devil out.He’s the man I’m closest to in the crew.I needed to talk to someone who could listen and help me sort through everything I was feeling.He tried, but it didn’t help.His advice was to go back and talk to Ellie and try to sort shit out with her.I didn’t do that, because I wasn’t sure I could handle looking at her.

“I didn’t,” I confirm, still refusing to look at him.

“Stubborn as hell.A man has to be, but I’m thinking you got an extra dose,” he mutters.

“She betrayed the club, Devil.Ellie was an old lady for over two years.She knew the rules.She knew what a fucking toxic woman Vicki was.She knew the hell that Diesel had gone through.How in the fuck am I supposed to overlook that she helped that bitch?”

“You aren’t supposed to overlook it, but you might keep in mind that Ellie isn’t a brother.She didn’t swear an oath to this club, and she doesn’t think like a man who has seen blood spilled does.”

“Bullshit.She swore an oath to me, and I am the club,” I growl.

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