Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 84334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“Damn, haven’t seen that side of boss man in years,” Cookie says, and we look at him
“Yeah, let’s move before he gets Bella Mae out,” I tell them and we all head out to our bikes.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Ella
The moment I saw that bitch staring at Blaze like she wanted to eat him I knew I had to get out of there, the hurt in his eyes as I closed down was for me not him. The years living with an abusive person tearing you down at every turn, making you feel worthless takes its toll, you never really recovering just learning to cope with it. Something that has been hard for me and with the stress of losing Brayden, just compiling onto the shit heap, I burst into tears as we drive to the florist shop and Widow pulls over, and I feel stupid for crying
“Hey,” she says, and I look at her “don’t let those bitches get to you” I nod, knowing in truth that Blaze didn’t do anything but knowing he’s been with her still stings a little
“It’s not just the whores, it's just everything you know.”
“Like what?”
“Brayden, my ex, life, just everything,” I tell her
“Aren’t you going to stay?” I look at her (I could never leave now Brayden’s here) I shake my head, and she frowns
“No, I mean I’m staying, I’m just so frigging emotional, and it’s just getting to me.”
“You sound pregnant too,” she says, and I look at her. “You’re not are you?” she asks me, and I shake my head, but a little doubt creeps in
“We have been having a lot, and I mean a lot of unprotected sex,” I tell her, and she laughs
“That’s how Mason was born,” she tells me, and I smile
“He’s so cute,” I tell her, and she smiles even more
“He’s deafeningly a light, so do you think you're pregnant?” she asks, and I shrug
“I don’t know.”
“Do you want to go to the pharmacy?” I shake my head at her terrified, and she laughs. “Alright, well let’s get to work,” she pulls back out into the traffic and stops in front of the florist shop “This place really needs a new coat of paint,” she tells me, and I look up at the faded sign and nod
“I’ll suggest it to Gladis,” I tell her, and she nods
“You need a ride home?” she asks, and I shake my head
“No, I’ll be good.”
“Ok, see ya later,” she tells me
“You have a good day to Widow and remember to have small snacks, plenty of water and don’t skip lunch” she laughs
“Yes, mom, I will.”
*
The day goes by pretty fast, and I decide to walk home, as I get to the end of the road I should be going left, but I find myself turning right. I walk really with no destination in mind, but end up at the cemetery, as I walk through the graveyard I see a figure in the private area and make my way over. As I get closer I see a guy standing in front of a grave, and I walk in through the gates, and he turns looking at me his dark almost black eyes turn and look at me.
“Hi,” I say, but he just stares at me, I feel uneasy as he walks past me the smell of weed following his trail and he walks out not saying one word, and I notice a beat up old car. I watch him drive away a creepy feeling coming over me, and I turn back to my brother’s grave and notice fresh flowers on both Brayden and Gunner’s graves and a seat under the tree. I look around for anyone else but don’t see anyone, not even Mac so I go and sit on the seat staring up at the sky.
“I really miss you Bray, you and Grammy, I hope you're both happy where ever you both are” tears come to my eyes again, but I hold them back, I watch as the sky slowly darkens, and I look at my watch. “Shit,” I scold myself not realizing that it’s almost eight “Damn summer nights” the rumble of pipes has me sitting up straighter as Blaze comes walking up a relieved look on his face
“Jesus fuckin’ christ Ella, you’ve had me so fuckin’ worried,” he tells me, and I look at him sheepishly biting my lip
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize the time,” he sits down next to me pulling me to him
“You like the seat?” he says, and I look at him
“You did this?” he nods
“Yeah baby, I knew you liked comin’ here to see Chance, and I wanted you to be comfortable.”
“You did this for me?” I ask him, and he smiles
“Only for you,” he says, and I look up at him and pull him to me
“Kiss me,” I tell him and he smiles