Addicted to You (Devils Right Hand MC #3)

Chapter 24

A/N: Hey Babes! I hope you are continuing to enjoy my writer's unblock! Please don't hate me for this chapter........

Axe's POV

I watch the seconds hand slowly tick by on the old clock hanging on the dirty wall of the shop as I close the hood on my last project of the day. It seems like the last hour of work goes by slower than the other seven hours combined. I guess it's anticipation, like how little kids can't sleep the night before Christmas because they know what will happen in the morning. I know it's a little ridiculous that I feel this way from just being away from her for a few hours, but I can't help it. For some reason, I just have this need to be around her all the time to make sure she's okay.

"You ready?" Grease asks as he begins turning off the lights in the shop. I check the clock on the wall once more to confirm it's only 4:50 pm.

"What happened to 'we work until 5 on the dot?" I ask as I roll my eyes. He has always been a stickler for closing on time and not early. One time he yelled at me for trying to leave at 4:58.

"Amber's been blowing up my phone asking when we'll be done tonight," he shrugs, nonchalantly. Oh, well Amber is very pregnant so she probably just wants to go home or something. But........

He said she's been asking when 'we'll be done' as in both of us, as in me. Why would Amber want to know when I'll be back? The simple answer is she wouldn't. She wouldn't give a fuck about me unless she was asking for somebody else. Unless something happened and she doesn't want to scare me but they need me back. Oh God, this isn't good. This really isn't good.

"Why? Is she okay?" I panic. I pull my phone out and see no missed calls or texts from Gabby. If something is wrong why didn't she call me? Could she not physically call me? Oh my God, is she hurt?

"Yeah, physically she's fine. Amber just said a lot happened today," he says as we walk out of the shop and he locks the door behind us.

"Like what?" What the hell could be going on that Amber had to call Grease to get us to come back early? Why didn't Gabby call me? Why didn't one of the girls call me?

"I-" he starts but I can tell by the look on his face he knows something.

"Just tell me," I growl. The walk to the bar is about ten minutes and in that time I'll create about a million different scenarios of the horrible things that could be going on. It'll be much better if he just tells me now before I start to panic.

"Look-"

"Grease, just spit it out," I say as I cut him off. I need to know. I can't handle not knowing because some part deep inside of me knows something is very wrong.

"Okay fine, but I'm only telling you so you won't freak out when you get to the bar," he sighs as we begin walking down the path to the bar, "Gabby's mom showed up."

I would've created a million horrible scenarios, but not in my wildest dreams would I have ever imagined that. What the fuck does that bitch want?

"What? She told her to fuck off right?" I growl. I don't know much about her mom, but I know enough. Anyone who encourages her teenage daughter to work as a prostitute for dope is the scum of the earth. That's all I need to know about her.

"Look man, I don't know the full story with her Ma but you gotta calm down," he says as a fire ignites in my belly. She didn't send her mom away? Why the hell would her mom show up now? She must want something because she never gave a shit about Gabby.

"What do you know?" I growl as I speed up. I have to talk to Gabby. I have to tell her she's fucking insane for helping her mom. I have to warn her. Her mom is still deep in the game, one wrong move and she'll drag Gabby back in.