Page 45 of Bound by Vengeance
How the hell do I erase this and make it better? Fuck.
She says she won’t say who the father is, but I’m going to find out. And when I do, he’ll wish he never laid a hand on Austyn.
She hasn’t brought any guys around the clubhouse in years, and I haven’t heard of her dating anyone—that’s something I would know. Was it a one-night stand? Even if it was, the fucker needs to be beat down for leaving her to deal with this shit on her own. No man, no real man, would do that.
Yeah, that’s going to be my next goal. Find out who this dickhead is and destroy him.
Her breathing evened out a while ago, but no way in hell am I moving. She’s mine to protect and care for. I’ll do my damnedest to do that.
I wonder if the abortion is why she said she was dirty. She has no reason to feel that way. We all have choices in our life.
Regardless, I can see this one is tearing her up.
Asking questions is out, at least for now. She’s too raw, and causing her more pain is not my intention.
Austyn’s “dirt” isn’t on her skin; it’s in her soul. The baby, coupled with what JK did to her, she feels like she’s unworthy.
The pieces are starting to fall into place on why she decided to push me away when I finally got the stick out of my ass.
She doesn’t think she deserves me, but she’s wrong. I don’t deserve her, yet I don’t give a fuck. I’ll do everything in my power to make sure she feels beautiful, that what has happened in her life doesn’t make her filthy in any way. She had no choice with JK. He kidnapped her. That’s on him, not her.
I hate that she feels this way. My teeth grind from knowing she’s felt this way for months—that’s when Deke came home.
Even before then, she went to doctor appointments by herself, and then made the decision all by herself. Alone.
That pisses me off. Had I known, I would’ve been at her back every step of the way, even if she didn’t want me there.
Squeezing her a little tighter, I dread tomorrow morning. Austyn will be pissed at me. She’s too damn smart for her own good. She’ll know I voiced my concerns, and that’s why she was brought in.
I’ll take the heat for it, let her yell and get pissed at me. Maybe focusing her anger on me will help. Hell, I don’t know.
On that note, I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, holding my girl.
“LET GO.” Austyn’s voice comes low and lethal as I wake up from a deep sleep, consciousness not quite there yet.
“What?”
“I said, let go!” she says louder. I can feel the anger pumping off her body. She’s pissed and has every right to be. I hate it, but I also respect it.
Releasing her from my grasp, she rolls quickly away from me and off the bed.
“I want you to get out.” Her eyes are narrowed into slits, everything directed at me. “Now.”
Sitting up, I swipe my hand over my face, knocking the sleep away from them, then rise. Before I go, I say, “This shit doesn’t change the way I feel about you. You’re beautiful, and I’ll stop at nothing to remind you of that.”
The door slams behind me, and then Austyn yells some curses loudly and angrily.
One step forward, five steps back with this woman. I knew it, though. Fuck.
Entering the dining area, I find Emery is in the kitchen, making something to eat.
“So, I’m guessing she’s pissed at ya?” She chuckles. “What’d you do this time?”
I shake my head as I fall into the recliner and lean back.
Emery gets very quiet. That’s when I notice Austyn at the mouth of the hallway, fire breathing out of her eyes. Pretty sure, if she could kill me with them, she would.
She storms into the kitchen and opens the fridge, taking out the orange juice then slamming the door so hard the shit on the top shakes. “You might as well know since all of Ravage MC is going to be talking about my business.” I make a move to stop her, but her icy glare stops me. “The reason I went up to see your brother was because I had an abortion.”
