As I was leaving, I ran into my father. He looked tired, and there was something else there that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
“I heard your argument with Scott. There’s more to this that you don’t know, and I’m asking you to leave it be. And get J to leave it alone too.” His words held a warning. I searched his eyes, his face, and then I realised what other emotion he was running on. Fear.
“What is it?”I asked, even though I was fairly sure he wouldn’t tell me.
“Not going there with you, Madison. But leave it the fuck alone,” he ordered harshly.
His words stung; I hated it when he spoke to me like that. I met his glare. “Sometimes, I fucking hate this club, and your bullshit ways of hiding stuff,” I spat.
He opened his mouth to say something, but my mother caught both our eyes, and he went quiet. I was stunned at her appearance. She had been crying, and her face was stained with black mascara. There was a red mark on her cheek; it looked like she had been slapped. She had entered the room we were in, but when she saw us, she went to leave.
Christ, what was wrong with her? My mother never cried. And then, looking from her to my father, and noting the displeasure that crossed both their faces, I realised what was going on. Clarity hit me fair in the gut, and shock sliced through my heart.
I whipped my head around to face him. “You fucking hit her?” I almost screamed.
He shoved his face in mine, and snarled, “I said, leave it fucking be.” And with that, he left me standing there, wondering what the fuck was going on, and feeling like our lives were about to be tipped on their asses.
J.
I needed J. He wanted to be my go to person, and right now, I needed him to be that.
Chapter 26
Madison
“Hey, babe. What’s up?” J answered his phone straight away.
Thank fuck.
“I need you, now.”
He must have sensed the urgency in my voice. “What’s wrong?” It was like he was on instant alert.
“Something’s happened. Between my Mum and Dad. It’s bad, babe. Are you close to the club?”
“Fuck!” he swore. “I’m about ten minutes away. Sit tight, I won’t be long.”
“Okay. Thanks, baby.”
We hung up, and I threw my phone in my bag. My mother had left without saying anything to me, and there was no way I was staying inside with my father still there, so I was now waiting outside for J.
He must have sped the rest of the way here, because he arrived within five minutes. When he went to cut the engine, I shook my head and indicated that I wanted to leave on his bike. I couldn’t get out of here fast enough.
I hopped on, and wrapped my arms around his body, nestling my head against his back. He made me feel safe, and in that instant, my heart expanded with love for him. Over the past few months, we had been navigating the hills and valleys of our relationship. Some of those roads had been rocky, and we had clung to each other. I knew in my gut, that we were about to hit a really fucking rugged valley, and that the only way through would be to hold onto J for dear life.
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“Scott’s shitty with you, and wants to know what you’ve been up to this week. And my father told me to leave it alone and to get you to do the same. What’s going on, J?” We’d made it home, and I was now determined to get him to open up to me.
He ran his fingers through his hair, and looked pained. “Babe, this is stuff I don’t want you mixed up in; stuff I don’t want you worrying about.”
“No. We’re together. For the long haul, as you once put it. And I want to have your back, J. So, for me to do that, you’ve gotta start talking.”
“Fuck,” he muttered, and began pacing.
I stayed silent, waiting for him to continue. When he finally did start talking, he blew my world apart.
“I don’t want to tell you this. Fuck.” He sat on the couch, pulling me down with him. One hand grasped mine, and the other cupped my cheek. His thumb grazed my lips, and then finally, he spoke. “Mandy is running with a gang that is involved in drugs, prostitution and armed robberies. There could be other stuff, but that’s what I know of so far. They are the kind of motherfuckers you don’t mess with, but she’s in deep. She’s been dating their leader, Blade, for the past year or so. He runs a very smart operation and has been building his ranks up for a few years now. They are big enough now that no one really wants to challenge them. Even Black Deeds leave them alone.”
He paused, so I said, “I got the impression from Scott and Dad that they don’t want to either, and I find that hard to believe. Storm is strong enough to do it.”
He nodded, and then said quietly, “There’s another reason why your Dad doesn’t want to take them on, babe. And I don’t think you’re going to like it.”
I really had no idea what it could be, and why I wouldn’t like it. “What, J?”