Page 22 of Reckless
Chapter Eleven
Wrench
Hatchet walks away from me and before I can say anything, Carly takes off toward the door.
Shit.
"You are a grade A fucking asshole." Izzy's voice is full of venom. The girls aren't allowed to talk to brothers like that, but I'm pretty sure right now she couldn't give two shits. "I hope she leaves your ass and never looks back." She walks away, and I know she's right.
That doesn’t stop me from going after Carly though.
I catch her as she’s walking toward the damn street, where the hell does she think she’s going? “Carly, stop!”
The gate starts to open. "Mikey, you better close that shit right the fuck now!" I yell, and the prospect jumps and quickly pushes it closed before she can get out.
“Open the gate please, Mikey.” Carly’s voice carries over to me.
He looks at me, and I just shake my head.
"Mikey, open the damn door! This is false imprisonment, and I'm two seconds away from calling the police." Her voice hardens, and I can tell she's pissed.
He looks back at me eyes wide at the mention of her calling the cops.
"Take a fucking walk, Mikey." I'm staring at Carly now, but she won't meet my eyes.
He looks like he's about to protest but I give him a look, and he slinks away with his tail between his legs.
"Get away from me and open this gate now, Jax." Her arms cross in front of her, and she still won't look at me.
"You need to let me explain." I take a step toward her, but she takes two back.
"No, I don't." She looks up at me, her eyes watery. "I told you I wasn't going to do this with you. I refuse to be put down and talked about or to, like that ever again. I also will never put up with someone who constantly has to issue apologies and excuses. I'm done with this charade, this life, and you."
She turns her back on me, and her words cut like a damn knife to my heart. "Babe, just listen. I had to act like you were just any other club girl. I can't treat you like my girl, you aren't allowed to be. We've been over this."
She turns to me, and the sadness I saw before is replaced with anger. "Excuse me? We've been over what? Never once did you say that you'd be treating me like some empty hole and offering me up to other guys once you had your fill for the night."
The fact that she thinks I would let someone else touch her makes my blood boil. "He would have never fucking touched you." My voice comes out hard and animalistic, but I can't control it.
"Oh, yeah? Not what he thought when he gave me a creepy ass smile before he walked away."
My hands fist trying to keep my cool. “Doesn’t matter what the fuck he thought. It would have and will never happen.”
“Does it matter what I think?” Her voice softens some.
“Always.”
A sigh leaves her mouth, and it's the saddest sound I've ever heard. "I think I was a damn idiot for thinking this could ever work. I can't believe I considered opening myself up to you. That for one minute I could love you and be happy." She digs in her purse and pulls out her cell phone. "I'll be sending back the money I got from the club. I'm done with them…and you." I open my mouth to tell her to calm down and that we can figure this out. "No. I don't want to hear anything else from you. Open the damn gate, or I call 911."
I stare at her but once she unlocks the phone and starts to dial I move to the gate pulling it open. “Please, just wait.”
“No, I’m done waiting for people to decide to treat me better. I did it with Tony, I started to do it with you. I’m done.” She turns away and walks out of the gate.
"Mikey!" I yell loud, and he runs over to me. "Get the truck, make her get in, take her home." He nods. "If she refuses you follow her the whole fucking way."
"Got it, Wrench."
Letting her walk away from me fucking kills me, but seeing the pain I caused her tonight hurts even more.
