Page 43 of Grace's Redemption
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MASE
As fucked up as this situation was and it was fucked up, I was surprisingly calm. I aimed the gun to the left of her. I didn’t want to accidentally shoot her.
Derrick maneuvered the van through the dirt roads on the property. The van pitched up, I watched Grace bounce around. I avoided her eyes. They held so much pain. It hurt my heart to see it. The rage my father felt, I understood, but I didn’t understand my own reaction.
Relief.
Jealousy.
If the baby was mine, things would be different. I knew I’d care for it like I said, but a sense of betrayal settled around my heart when I realized she had gone on without me. She and Mattie didn't waste any time.
Before the funeral, her words played in my head. She thought I would take her away from all of this, but my duty to the club and to my brother’s memory became crystal clear as we lowered him in the ground.
I couldn’t look at her. She’d irrevocably changed in my eyes and now I wouldn’t have to watch her or my brother’s child grow inside of her.
I told you it was fucked up.
“Park up ahead.” I said to Derrick.
“Mase, you can’t do this.” He said.
Gracie leaned forward. Her eyes darted back and forth between Derrick and I.
I turned the gun on Derrick.
“Not another fucking word.” I growled.
“Fuck …” he whispered under his breath. He pulled the van over to the side of the dirt road.
“Wait here.” I opened the door and jumped out.
Grace scrambled to the back of the van. I opened the side door and grabbed her ankle.
“Gracie, don’t make me hurt you.” I said. Ironic since I was about to shoot her.
I holstered my gun and yanked her out of the van.
She dropped to the ground and crawled away.
I stopped her progress.
“Gracie.” I knelt down next to her. I looked at her. She pleaded with her eyes, but the message wasn’t clear. I looked around the landing. At the end of the property, cliffs dropped down a few feet and if we needed to make something or someone disappear, we brought them here.
She attempted to crawl away.
“Get up and walk.” I stood and scooted to block her path.
I glared at her. The sense of calm struggled against what I was about to do. I wasn’t sure how I got here.
I loved this woman with all my heart.
She was so kind and so good. She never asked me for anything before, but now she wanted it all and I wasn’t ready to give it to her. It was something about her being with my brother bothered me more than I cared to admit.
If it was some other guy in the club, or even better, a regular guy, yeah, I’d be pissed, but it wouldn’t feel like she took something from me while at the same time disrespecting what we had with each other.
I wasn’t talking about our last night together. I meant all we’d meant to each other.
