RECKLESS IN INK (BOOK TWO)

B4/C20

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Third-person pov

As Gypsy and Joker stood up in front of everyone, they said their vows and once the minister went on he announced that they were husband and wife. Everyone cheered as they sealed it with a kiss. Moxxie clapped her hands as she watched her best friend become happier, she had the man of her dreams and all though she was happy for her, she felt a pain in her heart. Trying not to tear up so much Red handed her a tissue. 

Over the night everyone was enjoying themselves when it came to the couple sharing their first dance From the ground up by Dan + Shay played. Moxxie grabbed her glass and sipped her champagne as she watched, after a while more couples went to the dance floor, leaving Moxxie and Red sitting at the table. "What happened to Levi?" Moxxie asked Red, she shrugged her shoulders as she took a sip of her drink.

"He sent a message saying he's not coming," she tells her.

"Im sorry" Moxxie squeezed her hand. 

From the bar, Rage sat with Corba as they drank their beers. Ever since he saw her car parked along the long driveway, he knew she was here but as he watched her walk down the little aisle his heart began to beat out of his chest. He hadn't seen her for months, and as he sat there among the crowd he thought she was beautiful. Even now that the sun was setting over the horizon and the fairy lights above took light over the table and chairs, Rage watched her from a distance. 

"Are you going to talk to her?" Corba asked, snapping Rage back to reality. With a shrug of the shoulder, he took a sip of his beer. "You two are made for each other, I can see it the guys can see it."

"And what am I going to say? Hey, you look great?" 

"That would be a start man. Stop being a pussy and go ask her to dance" Corba says, slapping his friend on the shoulder before walking towards the table where Moxxie and Red sat. "Wanna dance?" He leaned down and asked Red. She looked towards Moxxie, who had waved a hand for them to go. Now alone Moxxie sighed, getting up from her seat she made her way over to the bar, only just realising that Rage was there. 

When Moxxie stood at the side watching her best friend get married, she felt heated eyes on her. She knew it was Rage before she could even see him but now as she stood at the bar waiting for her drink. Rage noticed that she had gotten some new ink but the one that stood out the most was the one on her wrist. Moxxie's eyes snapped at him and when she noticed he was looking at her arm, she quickly grabbed her drink and left but Rage was out of his seat following her but took her hand and led her around the corner of the house. 

"Let me go," Moxxie tells him, pulling away from him and backing away. 

"What's that?" 

"What?" Moxxie asks, trying to look confused.

"On your wrist," Rage says, taking a hold of her wrist and pulling it towards him. Moxxie tried to pull away but he glared at her making Moxxie sigh and let him look. Once he saw the wings, halo with the heart he didn't think it was anything until he saw the baby feet along with the date. Moxxie couldn't look at him as he let go of her hand, ending the sparks that always happened whenever he touched her.

When he saw the date it was a few days after his grandmother had died…

The only thing that could be heard was the crowd from around the corner. As Rage and Moxxie stood there, she sighed "We need to talk" she finally looked up at him. Rage nodded his head as followed after her as she began to walk slowly down the long driveway. 

The wind softly blew in the late afternoon, footsteps could be heard against the gravel. Moxxie tried to think of what to say to Rage as she continued to walk away from family and friends. When she got to Zelda's letterbox she looked over at the open field as Rage came to a stop behind her, as he kept quiet watching her. "Three months after I left I was rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night, I had woken up with the worst pain I've ever felt along with blood. When I was at the hospital they did tests and shit, 2 hours later they finally told me what it was." She turned around to face him as he stood there with his hands in his jean pockets.

Moxxie licked her lips before she went on "I was told that I was 9-10 weeks pregnant and I had suffered a miscarriage" she wrapped her arms around herself, looking down her eyes began to tear up. "I never knew I was expecting a baby... our baby" silence came over them as the sky grew darker. 

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked her.

"I don't know, I guess I was scared of what you would have said… like you would have blamed it all on me…" she shrugged her shoulders. "I didn't know if you were seeing anyone while I had been gone," Rage shook his head, he sighed. Rage thought to himself that if he fought to keep her at the clubhouse, she wouldn't have been taken hostage and maybe she would be carrying his baby still. Maybe they could have gotten a place together, set up the babies room, who knows what would've happened if he just fought for her to stay.

"You should have just told me…" 

"Would it have made a difference? Would it have made the pain go away?" She asked him as he stepped closer. 

"You went through something terrible and you went through it by yourself. If you called I would have been there with you and you wouldn't have gone through it alone."

"It wouldn't change how I felt about you and everything else"

"And how do you feel about me? You've told your friends that I cheated"

"I saw the proof Jer" 

"That proof was a year before you and I got together, that maniac was trying to make you scared and run and you pretty much ran straight into his arms," Rage tells her once he was close enough. 

"I didn't run into his arms" she shakes her head.

"No? Then how did it go?" Rage snapped as he held his arms out wide. Moxxie sighed, feeling defeated as she looked away.

"He had photos upon photos of me in his house, on his walls. He had taken a photo of us Jer, of us being alone together! What did you want me to do, stay?  I was scared, I was scared he was going to somehow get into the clubhouse. You couldn't keep watch of me every single minute, your club comes first before me. They are your family, not me. I'm just some girl that fell in love, it doesn't mean anything." Moxxie tells Rage. 

"As I said, I love you but…" she stops herself, shaking her head when her tears start to fall. Rage reached up and caught the tears as he held her face, he had missed how much she felt in his arms as he held her. Or the soft sounds of her whimpers when they kissed, it was for only 2 weeks but somehow they both fell in love with each other. 

"Don't finish that sentence… I want you here with me, I've never felt anything like I do with you."

"You're just saying that…"

"No" he shook his head "I want you, I've always wanted you… but if you don't want me… want us then tell me and I'll walk away." Moxxie places her hands on his button-up shirt, he was giving her a chance to choose whether she wanted him or not. Truth is she did. She never wanted someone so much.

But as they stood there with silence between them, Rage took a step back. He nodded his head and turned on his heel, heading back to Zelda's house. Moxxie was biting her lip as she watched him, mentally arguing with herself but before she knew it, Moxxie was running towards Rage calling his name. When he was near his motorcycle he saw her running towards him before she was in his arms kissing him for dear life. 

"Don't ever let me go again" she breathlessly whispered to him. 

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