Chapter 8.

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I haven't seen the kids and Kacey in what feels like forever. Do I blame her for leaving with them? No, of course not. I can't say that I expected her to be happy with the bomb I dropped on her... or even accepting of it. I've done a lot to hurt her, and I know that she's just waiting for the final straw that'll break the camel's back. I let out a sigh as I ride back to the house. Part of me doesn't want to go back if they're not there, but I don't care anymore. I know that I can't wallow away at the clubhouse and try to fix things with booze and crow-eaters. There's no point in taking more steps backward.

I feel my breathing get heavy as I continue my ride home. Do I reach out and try to call her? Maybe her Dad? I shake my head, knowing that it's all pointless and I'd be pushing her further away if I tried to reach out. If she wanted to talk to me then she would've by now. I shake my head and do my best to focus on the winding road laid out before me.

Time passes slowly, and as I get closer to the house, I notice a familiar truck sitting in the driveway and my heart sinks. I feel my breath catch as I pull into the driveway and see Noah sitting on the front step. I park my bike and get off it, walking closer to the man. He gives me a smile and I look over in confusion at him, "What's up?" I ask him as I look around to notice the house is dark which means Kacey and the kids haven't been by.

Noah shrugs, "Just wanted to come by." He tells me, but I know that isn't the only reason. I bite down on the inside of my cheek and take a deep breath while looking away before meeting his eyes with my own.

"Why are you here, Noah?" I ask him sternly and he begins to stand up, proving that he's larger than me in size and muscle and I quickly gather the message he's trying to send me.

"I think you know why I'm here, Jackson." He seethes as he looks down at me. "I always knew you were a piece of shit convict." He hisses at me.

I can feel myself getting angry and wanting to defend myself, but I just shake my head. "Now's not the time, man. Just leave me alone." I tell him trying to walk past him, but he reaches out and shoves me forward.

"You don't get to act like everything is okay while my sister is crying herself to sleep over you." He shouts at me, "I don't know what the fuck is wrong with you but have some accountability and realize there's more people involved in this situation than you and your dick."

I glare at the man and shake my head, doing my best to contain my anger and frustration. "You don't know how I'm doing or what I'm going through." I tell Noah calmly. "I think it's best if you stay out of this, pony boy."

"I wish she never fucking gave you the time of day. I pray every night that things were different- that should've found a nice guy who was worth something, who gave her the life she deserves. Instead, she wound up with your pathetic ass. You put her in a fucking coma, then you cheat on her while she's in a coma and keep putting her in these situations that are going to fucking kill her in one way or another. Do you not fucking get what she's dealing with?"

"I thought she was going to die! I thought she was gone, Noah! We were told there was no coming back!" I shout at him, defending myself against his vicious words.

Noah shakes his head, "You should've been there by her side. You should've been there for your fucking kids, but you weren't. I was there for those two kids, and they are the light of my life and her world. Does she know you were drunk or high while she wasted away in that hospital bed? That you fucked countless women and made it a mission of yours to never be home to look after the two children you have with her? Or did you tell her that you were a super-hero and did everything? I'm fucking sick of your bullshit, and I'm tired of pretending that I like you and think you're a good match for her and a good dad. You're a piece of fucking shit, Teller, and I'm not going to let you keep fucking over my sister and those children!"

I feel the anger boil in my veins as he speaks of my children, and my head begins to pound with frustration. "I lost her too, Noah! I fucking lost her! The love of my life, she was gone!" I tell him and he just shakes his head, not wanting to hear anything I say.

"What else does she need to give up for you? She nearly died because of you, almost gave up her children, almost gave her family up. What else do you expect from her? Can you for once just be a decent fucking guy?"

I lunge for the man and begin punching him only for him to pick me up and throw me on the ground in front of the house. "Fuck you! Fuck you!" I scream at the man, wanting nothing more than him to leave me alone.

Noah gets on top of me and begins feeding me with his fists. I feel the blood pour out from my nose and down my face as he continues to beat me. "You piece of fucking shit." I begin to choke on my blood and Noah finally stands up, letting me breath as he towers over me. I feel him drive his foot into my ribs and I wince at the wave of pain as it hits me. "The best thing you can do for Kacey and those kids would be leaving them the fuck alone. If I ever see you around my sister again, I'll fucking kill you myself." 

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