Chapter Seventeen
Emma
I wake up and realize that Mikey isn't in bed anymore.
Getting dressed I head toward the kitchen to grab something to drink and then see where he went to.
I see him sitting with Whip at a table in the main room. I’m about to say hi when I hear my mother’s name.
I can’t believe Lucy was the one who pulled the trigger.
That phrase repeats on a constant loop in my head as I lean against the wall for support.
It can’t be true.
Why would she do that?
My heart pounds and I feel like I can’t breathe.
I need to get out of here.
I turn and run toward the door but end up knocking over the small table next to me. I hear Mikey calling my name, but I can't stop. They all knew what happened to my mom. They knew, and no one said anything to me.
I run outside and to the gate. “Let me out!” My voice cracks and I try to force back the tears.
“Can’t do that, the club is on lockdown.”
"Let me out!" I yell even louder this time. A hand lands on my arm, but I jerk away. Turning I see Mikey standing there, but I don't even want to look at him right now. "Don't touch me."
“Emma, you need to come in and let us—“
“No! I don’t want to hear a word you all have to say. I should have known.” I turn back to the guy guarding the gate. “Open it.”
He looks back at Mikey.
I turn around once more. “You tell him to open the gate now, or I will call the cops and tell them I’m being held against my will.”
His eyes widen at my statement. “Babe, please.”
"Don't call me that. Someone should have told me." I turn back to the guy, taking my phone out. "Gate open or I call." I'm trying to remain strong, but my emotions are about to boil over.
He looks behind me again and after what feels like forever he starts to push the gate open.
A hand lays on my arm again, and I know it's Mikey. "Please, just wait." I turn to face him. "I love you."
My fight against my emotions is losing power as a tear falls down my cheek. “I love you, but right now, I can’t trust you. Looking behind him I see Lucy standing with Jordan. “Any of you.”
I turn and walk away from them. I thought I had found a place where I could be safe and a family that I could trust. I don’t think I’ve ever been more wrong about anything in my life.
I walk out of the club and start down the road. I don’t know where I plan to go or what I’m going to do. All that matters right now is that I need to get far away from everyone behind me.
I need to think.
I tried to talk to Lucy about my mom and she never once said that was what had happened. She had so many chances to tell me, they all did. Why would she kill her? What could my mom have done that was so bad to warrant that treatment?
I can't believe that Mikey had known too. I think that hurts more than anything. I trusted him so easily, and I had believed him when he said that he would never hurt me.
The phone in my back pocket buzzes and I don’t take it out to look. I know it will be someone I just walked away from. I don’t want to talk, to anyone.