Page 77 of Venom
I nod and snuggle deeper into him as I feel a kiss on my head, and Ivy whispers, “You and I, friend date tomorrow after your therapy session, no exceptions and no husbands, Cale has had you long enough, it’s my time now!”
I nod and murmur, “Love you,” and she replies, “I love you too. Thank you for always standing by me, Ray, even when I didn’t deserve it.”
I feel her walk away, but I don’t open my eyes, knowing my tears are building with her words. I stay nestled in Cale’s embrace, even as I hear the door slam open and shut a few minutes later, still not moving.
“What is that two-bit tramp doing on your lap, Venom?!” I hear screeching, and I sigh, knowing I’m going to want to hit Angel, but I promised I wouldn’t get involved if I got to stay.
Dammit, I really don’t want to break another promise but her voice just grates me.
“Two-bit tramp? Isn’t Raya a millionaire?” I hear Brick ask with amusement, and I snort because yeah, technically I am, though I have donated two million to the firehouse in my father’s name, something Mama agreed with after I called her yesterday to discuss the trust that was left to me.
Dr. Hans helped me understand I was keeping that money expecting my daddy to come back and need it and after an hour of crying with Cale holding me tightly realizing that will never be the case, I decided to do something good with it. My father’s family has been fighting for it, I mean I know they’ve left town since my uncle’s murder but Mama and Dr. Hans were right, the money was rightfully mine, so I donated to the firehouse and set up a trust for any children I may have in the future. I also donated some to the hospital and the club and there is still a big chunk left that I don’t ever have to work again but that will never happen. I love the firehouse and I can’t wait to become a lawyer.
“Get her off your lap now!” I hear Angel growl, ignoring Brick, “I am the mother of your unborn child!”
I open my eyes and look her way and admit, “And I am his wife,” and her eyes widen in shock as I look over her form. She’s standing in the middle of the room, a wonky bump in place, though you can see the cushion due to the crop of her top.
“Since when are baby bumps made of foam?” I ask, and Angel quickly looks down, gasping as she tries to hide her stomach but by the snickering of the men, it's clear they've all definitely seen it and I snort, angering her.
Angel looks at me, and her eyes darken with anger before she screeches and sprints towards me, but without missing a beat, without speaking to her about her lies, Cale lifts his left hand, a gun I didn’t even feel him grab, and he pulls the trigger, the bullet hitting Angel’s head and my eyes widen in shock.
Holy…
The brothers all watch as her body drops without a care, while Cale brings his arm back, looks at me, and asks, “You ready to go home, you know, our home on club property?”
Oh yeah, the idiot admitted to moving me in when I was taken, which I still need to punish him. Because hello, I had pictures of him he wasn’t even aware of, like some little stalker, and don’t get me started on the prospects moving my underwear.
Now, I need to punish him for this, too.
“I wanted to hit her,” I admit, and the brothers laugh, some shocked that I’m not going into a panic attack with my memories, while Cale reminds me, “You promised you wouldn’t go near her, you’ve been through enough.”
I roll my eyes and state, “Just one hit, Cale, and you took that away from me like a big brute!”
“And Raya is back,” Glock says with a chuckle, and Cale grins wide and taunts, “Well, guess what, I don’t care.”
I narrow my eyes at him, ready to snap because, seriously, she tried to claim she was pregnant with his child, wanted to trap him for his patch, and he didn’t even let me get one slap in. Then he places a sweet kiss on my lips and whispers, “I love you, kitten, let’s go home.”
“I really want to hurt you right now, and you’re being sweet. That woman is what you accused me of being for years, I mean seriously, the audacity, the-the cheek of it, the insult!” I mutter with a pout, making the brothers laugh louder, and Cale grins as he grips my cheeks and says, “Welcome back, kitten,” and my eyes race between his, and I pause.
He’s right. I’m getting my spark back, and arguing with him is what is bringing it back.
“I love you, Cale,” I say, like there isn’t a dead body on the floor and he grins before placing his lips against mine and I melt because I know with this man beside me, life is going to be full of laughter, love and most likely flirty anger, and a bunch of kids to keep us busy but happy.
Life with Cale Miller, yeah, teenage me is currently screaming.
Epilogue
Venom – Two Years Later
I cheer along with the brothers as my wife, my fucking everything, walks across the stage in a cap and gown as Gregory tries to hold in his sobs beside me.
An hour ago, Grace blindfolded him claiming to have had a surprise for him and brought him here but after taking the blindfold off he was confused, not knowing why he was here. Noticing the brothers he thought maybe one of us decided to become a lawyer, even joked about giving him some respite until two minutes ago when the dean called Raya Miller across the stage.
Raya looks my way after grabbing her certificate, and I grin widely as I whistle and cheer, and she grins widely, her eyes watering.
Fuck, after everything she went through, to walk across that stage is everything.
She still struggles, still has to see Dr. Hans a few times a month with me by her side because her kills, while they were evil people still haunt her and she sometimes see their faces. There have been times I’ve walked in from work to find her sobbing in the corner, holding her head, begging them to leave her alone, that she can’t feel guilty with what she’d done, but fuck me, my wife, my old lady is strong. She’s been pushing through her trauma, giving me as good as I give her, continuing with the firehouse and school.
