Hellbound MC - When Broken Hearts Collide

64. Alexis

Time ticked by painfully slow, and still I was here alone in the infirmary. My nerves were shot, and all I wanted was to see Dom and wrap myself in his arms, the only place I felt truly safe.

Just as I was contemplating ripping the IV out myself and going to see what the hell was going on, the door burst open and Doc came rushing in.

"He's not here?" he asked, suprised.

"Who? What's going on Doc?" I asked, reading the concern written on his face.

"Reaper... we were all sure he'd come here after..." he trailed off.

"After what? Tell me what the fucks going on" I demanded.

"Grunter's dead Alexis. Ivy shot him. And Reaper, well he walked in on the aftermath. Took her life with his own two hands".

Holy fuck.

"Get this shit out of me Doc, I need to find him now" I shouted at him.

After I was free of the machines, I bolted from the room. Where would he be? My first thought was our apartment, but after taking the elevator up it was clear the place was empty.

He wasn't in the bar, his bike was still in the parking lot, and nobody had seen him since he left the scene.

Panic consumed me, and as I made my was down to the small club gym, I hoped that he was there. I just didn't know where else to look.

As I got to the door, I could hear that someone was inside and I prayed it was him. Pushing the door open, my heart ached at the sight before me.

He was in there. Shirtless and sweating profusely, punching the shit out of a bag like it was his biggest enemy. He wasn't wearing gloves, and with each connection between his fists and the bag splatters of blood flew.

"Dom..." I said softly as I entered the room. He continued his assault on the bag as if I hadn't spoken.

"Dominic" I said louder and still he punched away at the bag, completely ignoring me.

"Reaper!!" I roared and he froze.

Slowly, I walked to him, coming to a stop directly in between him and the bag. His knuckles were raw, and as he dropped them to his sides blood dripped from them to the floor. He wore a blank expression on his face and it scared me how vacant his eyes were.

"Hey, look at me" I said, placing my hands on his arms. He did, but his eyes were distant, as though he was in a daze.

"I'm so sorry about your dad babe" I said softly and he flinched, but still said nothing. It was scaring me.

Grabbing his wrist, I pulled him gently and he allowed me to pull him with me out of the room. I lead him down the hall and into the elevator. I knew the club was probably in total disarray and Dom would have to deal with the fallout but right now he was in no fit state for any of that. I just needed to get him to our apartment.

As we got inside and I let go of his wrist, he stood motionless for what felt like forever before walking to the couch and dropping himself onto it, still staring into space.

I grabbed my phone before heading to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind me and turning on the shower, I called Tank.

"Hey, Boomer told me the boys saw you dragging Reaper through the hall, is everything ok?"

"What do you fucking think?" I hissed. "He looks fucking traumatized Tank it's killing me. I don't know what to do."

"Want me to come up?" he asked, but I really didn't think there was anything he would be able to do.

"I think it's better if you take care of shit down there. He sure isn't in any fit state."

"Roger that boss. Call me if you need me."

After ending the call, I walked back out to the room to find him sitting exactly where I'd left him.

"Come on babe. Let's take a shower, get you cleaned up."

I walked around to stand infront of him. Without warning, he grabbed my wrist firmly and pulled me down on top of him. Wrapping his arm firmly around my waist, he pulled he crushingly tight against him and kissed me hard.

My fingers roamed his chiseled torso, it had been to long since I'd felt his body against mine and fuck had I missed it.

When he finally broke the kiss, he stared into my eyes as I regained control of my breathing.

"Your all I have left Alexis. Don't you ever fucking leave me again."

The pain in his voice was clear and my heart broke for him.

"I won't Dominic. I promise. I belong to you heart and soul."

I felt his body relax slightly, and he dropped his head until his forehead was resting against mine.

"I fucking love you Alexis. Whatever Ivy said to you, whatever it looked like, I fucking promise you it was all bullshit. Your my world and I'd choose you every time. Every fucking time."

"I love you too Dom. I'm so sorry. I should never have taken off like that. If I hadn't they never would have taken me... you wouldn't have had to leave the   club... maybe Grunter would still be here..." The thoughts that had been filling my head spewed from my mouth.

"Don't you fucking dare Lex" Dom growled at me, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look into his eye.

"If anyone's to blame its me. I shoulda kicked the stupid bitch out the second she waltzed back into this place. I was stupid to think she'd accept that I'd moved on. But even still... I killed her Lex. With my own two hands. A woman. What kind of monster am I?"

He sounded so hurt, so lost. It brought tears to my eyes.

"Your no monster Dominic. Far from it. Just a man pushed to his limits by someone he once loved."

"I never loved her. I thought I did until I met you Lex, and the way I feel about you makes me realize she was nothing. She was digging her own grave from the moment she stepped foot back here, and Grunter..." his voice broke.

"That was the last straw. I couldn't control myself" he finished in a whisper.

"Come" I said, standing and tugging his hand for him to follow me.

He did reluctantly, and I led him to the bathroom, closing the door behind us and dropping his hand. As I removed my clothing a growl escaped his lips, and I looked at him to see a burning rage in his eyes as they roamed over my naked body. I'd almost forgotten my injuries and I think so had he.

"Fuck!" He roared, picking me up bridal style and carrying my into the shower. "Those fucking Reject's will pay for everything they've done and everyone they've taken from me."

"What do you mean?" I asked quietly, but he ignored me, too caught up in his own mind.

As he placed me down in the shower, I opted not to push the subject further. There would be plenty of time for talking later. Right now we just needed each other. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling myself into his naked body, and I felt his arms wrap protectively around me.

I couldn't tell you how long we stood under the water, wrapped in each others embrace, as our minds contemplated the events of the past 24 hours. And I knew it was only just beginning. The club would be out for blood, to avenge their President. And if I knew my man, once the shock had settled, he'd be right at the front, leading the men into war, guns ablaze. The thought made me shudder.