Satan's Sinners #2: Kai and Parker

Chapter 23

Becca POV

I was sitting with Parker, taking a week off of work to let myself heal from the attack, and to find a therapist. And a new apartment. Because I really do need somewhere else to live. Pulling out my tablet again, I start looking for apartments for rent, with a doorman or some sort of security to get into the building. Honestly, Parker and I both should just spring for better apartments. His was broken into, mine was broken into and Parker was beaten to this state he's been in for three days. I took the night shift with him. I came in at eleven last night, and I'll be here til Kai comes in at seven this morning. That's supposed to be when he comes in, but he comes in whenever. Usually between five and six in the morning.

He always comes in and holds one of Parker's hands. He says it's so he can be sure to feel if Parker wakes up. I know for sure that he loves Parker. I hear him whisper it to him often when I'm coming out of the bathroom, or from going to scope out the vending machines. He says it all the time to him. It's actually really sweet.

Bullet came with me last night. Staying with me. He even had another bed brought in. He told me there's a doctor who works here who's also in the MC so strings can be pulled. I leaned my head against Bullet's shoulder, letting out a sigh.

"You okay babe?"

"Just a lot to do. And I'm just...I don't know. Exhausted. Like, I could sleep for a month straight and still be tired."

"What's on your mind that has you so stressed?"

Was I stressed? Is that what was draining me?

"Finding a new place for both of us to live. Worrying about when he'll wake up. Worried over the trial with those three. They're heinous. I hope they get the maximum, but then I feel bad about wanting that too because I'm not a bad person. But they hurt Parker and I." I could feel the tears coming to my eyes. I didn't want to cry. I didn't want to show that weakness. Bullet and I talked yesterday about me becoming his Old Lady. We decided that he would claim me to the club, and we'd take it slow. I needed time after everything happened and my PTSD. We also said we'd be open and honest with each other, because how is anything supposed to work if you aren't? He put an arm around me, pulling me tighter to his side.

"Babydoll. You're a good person. Just because you want them to receive their punishment for what they did to you, doesn't make you bad, or ugly or anything of the sort. Makes you human. As for a place for Parker, I think Atlas is going to talk to him about that. And we do need to discuss you being my Old Lady. I want you to live with me. I'm building a four-bedroom house on the compound, close to Atlas' house and his sister Indie. They're all very nice. Once construction is complete, will you move in with me?"

"I'm trying to find somewhere to go right away. I don't want to be in the place where," she motioned to Parker, "this was done to Parker. I got sick going in the apartment last night for clothes."

"Stay in my room in the clubhouse. It's only four to six more months until construction's done on the house."

"I can't do that. I don't want to be a burden," his hand flew to my mouth to shush me.

"Stop. You're not. I want you there. You're my woman," he moved his hand and kissed me. Our first kiss. Is this a big deal for him like it is for me? "You're mine. Whether you realize it or not." He smiled at me, and I felt calm. Safe. Protected.

I haven't felt those things since I was living with Parker and Nan. Parker has been the only man to make me feel safe, and I think a lot of that stems from the fact that he's gay and I know would never try anything on me. Cameron, however, is not gay. And wants to do a lot of things to me. And I'd let him too. I can feel my cheeks heating up at the thought.

"You know that was our first kiss, right?"

"I do. And I'm dying for a second and third, and all the kisses to come after that."

Parker POV

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

That annoying beeping was back. Ugh.

"You felt him?"

"Yes, Becca. I felt his hand twitching."

Sigh. "How do you know that wasn't involuntary?"

"I asked him to do it and he did! That has to mean something!"

"Guys, let's not get excited. Everybody take a breather." Whose voice was that?

"Look, I'm sorry. I don't mean to dismiss the twitching, but it could literally be anything. How are you so sure that it was him?"

"I asked him if he could hear me, to move that finger again and he did. I swear it's him." That's right. You tell Becs. I want to shout at her that I'm here. I hear them. Maybe a grunt? Or groan? My mouth and throat feel like I swallowed sand and there's something blocking my voice from coming out.

I tried groaning. It kind of worked. A flurry of footsteps got closer.

"Parker? Parker it's Kai. Can you hear me, babe?"

"If you can hear us, Parker, you need to squeeze our hands, please. It's Becca." Fuck. I'll give it all I've got.

"Did you feel it?!" I could hear the excitement in his voice.

"Let me feel both sides. I need to see if they're equal. Cam can you get a nurse?" Footsteps leaving. "Squeeze both hands again, Parker."

This takes so much out of me! I'm still trying to open my eyes. Like, come on! One thing at a time here people!

"Parker?"

Fine. I tried to squeeze as hard as I could.

"Good! Very good. Proud of you, Bestie!"

"Is he up? Hand grasps?"

"Hey Jason! I didn't know you were here today."

"Just stopping by to check on this guy! Hey Parker! It's Jason Brooks from the ED. You gave all of us a hell of a scare! No one here as bad as Atlas, but, you're gonna pull through. Just make sure that you open those eyes soon."

How does Jason know Kai's Road Name? What's going on? Fuck I'm tired.