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Without thinking, I turn as two gunshots ring out and I shove Ivy out of the way, making her gasp before blinding pain hits my stomach, the shot knocking me backwards as I grunt.
“Ivy!” I hear Luna scream, and Blade shouts, “Jax!”
As my back hits the decking, a commotion breaks out, shouting echoing while my head swings back, smacking against something rock fucking hard and everything goes black, Ivy being my last thought while Misty screams,“I’m going to fucking kill that bitch!”
Chapter 18
Ivy
“Well, we better change that then, shouldn’t we?!” Misty sneers as she holds a gun to my stomach and Blade snaps, “Where in the fuck is my piece?!”
All my anger evaporates after seeing her out here wearing nothing but a thong, trying to entice Jax, and fear fills me.
I only came out here because I was worried about Jax, or more like worried he’d decided what happened can’t happen again, the fear of last time taking over. I didn’t expect her to be out here, lying to get my man, my love, and I certainly didn’t expect her to hold his gun at my stomach where our baby lives...
Oh god, why did I cause so much trouble with Jax over the years? Why didn’t I just tell him I couldn’t sit back and watch him with other women when they questioned why I wanted to go to New York?
Why didn’t I fight for him for once?
So much time wasted, so much energy used, and it’s all coming down to this right here, the fear for myself, for my unborn child, for my love.
For the millionth time since standing in that church, I regret not staying and fighting it out with Jax in his room that day. Now, everything will change. I just know it.
I take in a breath before two gun shots ring out but I don’t move knowing the shot will hit Jax if I do and I squeeze my eyes shut as I cover my stomach turning slightly, waiting for the pain to hit but instead I gasp as I’m shoved out of the way really hard. My feet slip from underneath me and fear like no other hits knowing Jax is the one who shoved me out of the way but before I can say anything, before I can grab him to stop him from getting hit instead, I can’t regain my balance as I hit the hand rail on my side. I tumble down the steps as I scream, my head hitting the bottom step on the way down and everything goes black, Luna’s scream the last thing I hear.
Beep, beep, beep…
I squeeze my eyes tight, the beeping echoing around me, hurting my head.
Beep, beep…
I groan needing that sound to stop, the thumping making me want to hurl and turn my head but flinch, the movement causing pains to shoot through my whole body before I hear, “Ivy?” and I squeeze my eyes then open them reluctantly despite tiredness filling me, my body wanting to go back to sleep but quickly squeeze them tight again at the light and I flinch.
Damn why is it so bright in here?
“Ivy, it’s Luna. Open your eyes…” Luna pleads as a warm hand grabs mine and I turn my head toward her voice and slowly open my eyes again, wincing at the bright white light before locking with Luna’s chocolate eyes, which are full of despair.
Tears fill her eyes as she grabs my hand and chokes, “Hi friend…”
I furrow my brows, confusion hitting me as tears fall down her face. Guilt radiates from her before I let my eyes roam the room, instantly realizing why it is so bright.
Damn, why am I in hospital?
I look back at Luna, her sniffling catching my attention. Seeing my confusion, she asks, “What do you remember?”
I frown and try to think back, little flashes coming to me, and I rasp, “I'm waking up and Jax is gone…”
He’d spent the night making love to me after Mama was kicked out, but when I roused a little after we fell asleep, I moved my hand to try and find him. His space was cold, and even now I can feel the panic that went through me when I realized he was gone.
I thought that was it, that he was done with me and wanted a goodbye, and then I hated myself for not giving him the benefit of the doubt.
He told me he loved me and that was enough for me to get my ass up and find him.
Flashes of the common room come back to me, brothers in undressed states, getting pleasure from the club girls, and I scrunch my nose up.
Okay that is not something I want to remember, especially Charter, someone I see as an uncle, getting his dick sucked by Cherri.
Blinking rapidly, trying to get that picture out of my head, I frown as images of a naked Misty holding a gun flash before me, and bile rises as everything hits me at once.
