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Making the Cut (Son's of Templar MC)(30)

By:Anne Malcom


My stomach dipped a bit at her words thinking about my conversation with Ginger.

"Speaking of skanks." Ashley muttered and I followed her gaze.

My stomach well and truly dropped seeing Ginger, talking to Cade within a group of men, stroking his arm.

"Bitch!" I heard snarl Amy from beside me and she stood up. I grabbed her hand and she glared down at me.

"What?" She shot. "Aren't you going to do something? She is practically  humping Cade." She pointed and I watched as Ginger sidled up to Cade. He  scowled at her and shrugged her off, but she stayed close.

"What do you suggest I do Amy? Walk over there and rip her tacky earrings out?" I asked sarcastically.

"That would be my suggestion." Rosie put in, giving Ginger a death stare.

"Mine too." Ashley chirped.

Amy raised an eyebrow at me smugly. "See?"

I towed her back down beside me, taking a swig of her beer.

"That's what she's trying to get me to do." I moved my eyes around at  the girls, "She's a shit stirring bitch and she is just trying to start a  fight. I'm not going to even bother to acknowledge her existence." I  stated, deciding not to tell them about my encounter at the store,  knowing there would be no stopping Amy from going into bitch smack down.  She may be an Upper East Side princess, but she wouldn't hesitate to  give a skank a bashing, especially for me. She really warmed to Cade,  seemingly impressed at how he treated me and how happy I had been  lately.

"Whoa Gwen." Rosie gaped at me in astonishment. "You are like super  restrained, I don't know any of Cades exes who wouldn't be up there  ripping Ginger's throat out."                       
       
           



       

"That's probably why they are his exes." I decided and take another pull  of Amy's beer. I was slightly pissed that my boyfriend hadn't gotten  mine like he promised. Maybe I was more pissed about the ‘him talking to  a slut part'.

"Now can we stop wasting breath on Queen Bitch and talk about something else?"

"Gladly." Lucy started talking about one of the men from another charter who she was crushing on.

Not long after that, I got a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Lucky smiling down at me with a beer.

"Hey Princess, Cade got caught up, asked me to give you this." He handed me the beer sitting down beside me.

"Thanks Lucky." I smiled at him. "What's new?"

He rolled his eyes, then gave me a sad look.

"Bitches Princess, they are driving me crazy, don't know what they are  thinking half the time, drives me insane." He grumbled. "Sorry." He  added looking sheepish.

I laughed. "It's okay." I took a swig of my beer. "Tell me all about it."

Lucky didn't need much probing, he launched right into the stories of  his women troubles, talking easily to me, I started to like him more and  more as the conversation went on. He obviously had respect for women,  he just dated too many at the same time. During our chat, more men came  to shoot the shit and introduce themselves. Most were friendly, albeit  it scary. Some were flirty, and very attractive, giving Amy lots of  attention, which she was lapping up. I started to feel a little  intimidated by the men as night went on, they were getting rowdier, but I  pushed through it, drinking more beer. Lucky stayed by my side for  ages, he kept me feeling calm. I was starting to get a bit pissed Cade  hadn't showed up, primarily because of the way Ginger was with him, I  scanned the yard and couldn't find either of them. Great. My eyes did  fall on Bull though, sitting apart from the group, in front of a fire  drum. I saw his eyes in the flickering light and something in them  alarmed me. I got up, purposefully, Lucky stood too.

"Algood princess?" He asked, the concern in his eyes registered. Cade told him, the prick.

"Yeah Lucky I'm fine, just got to do something." I replied.

He followed my gaze. "Wouldn't if I were you Princess, he doesn't like company so much lately."

"I'll be fine." I responded before turning into the party and making my  over to Bull. After multiple glares from some women, and winks from the  men, I made it over. I sat beside Bull on the bench and he didn't even  look up.

"Don't want company Gwen." He muttered, staring down at the beer in his hands.

"Too bad." I shot back and he glared up at me, hoping to scare me away. I  didn't move, he shrugged his shoulders and returned to contemplating  the fire. I followed his gaze, watching the flames, sitting in silence  for a bit. I had also seen Bull a lot during the past week, him and Cade  seeming to be attached at the hip. Every time I saw him I became more  concerned.

"Haven't told anyone this." I started, speaking softly. "Not even Amy,  my brother, no one. I would appreciate it, if after I tell you, we keep  it between you and me." I hoped he wouldn't go running to Cade. Bull  continued to ignore me and I decided to take it as agreement.

"I tried to kill myself 6 months ago." I stated, voice flat. Bull's body stiffened, but he stayed silent.

I was telling the truth, only me the doctors that treated me and one other person knew about this.

"I was going through some shit..." I started.

"Know about that." Bull clipped.

"Cades been sharing I see." I was annoyed but kept on speaking.

"Anyway, I wasn't dealing with things well, wasn't eating, going through  intense rehab. I hardly slept, nightmares, flashbacks whatever." I  shook my head. "Memories of the night, their faces. Sometimes I would  wake up screaming, screaming so loud, neighbors would call the cops,  they were convinced someone was getting murdered. Eventually they  stopped calling. I saw what I was doing to my friends, family. I wasn't  coping, I was a burden on everyone I loved. Caused them pain, I could  see it in their eyes, couldn't stand it. I couldn't stand the feeling I  had under my skin either, the feeling of dirt, scum, I couldn't get it  out no matter how hard I tried, couldn't get clean. I decided one day, I  couldn't do it anymore, not to myself, couldn't lived trapped in my  nightmares, couldn't let my family deal with it either." I took a breath  and saw Bull was staring at me intensely.

"So I made a plan. I had a date, a date when I was going to finally put  myself out of the pain, and put my family out of it too. Yeah they would  grieve, but at least they wouldn't have to watch me rot from the inside  out. They wouldn't have to experience me fading away, worry about me  all the time. The date came closer, adrenaline starting running through  my veins, I started to get a bit perkier, knowing the end was near. Not  happy. I would never be happy." I felt a lump start in my throat, but I  had to keep going, Bull had to hear this.                       
       
           



       

"It was a Monday and I didn't want anyone to find me, find my body. I  didn't want to do that to the people I loved. So when everyone was at  work I was going to call the ambulance, once I knew it was too late. I  was just about to swallow a whole bottle of sleeping pills when my  friend turned up. Lucky for me, I had a friend who had been watching me,  knew the signs. He had a gut instinct he said." I looked at Bull in the  eyes, put my hand over his, he flinched but didn't pull away.

"He saved my life." I whispered. "I wasn't grateful at the time, I was  angry so angry. Why couldn't he let me make my choice, have control get  peace? Why couldn't I have some power when everything else was taken  away from me?" I gazed back into the fire.

"Didn't get it then, didn't think life was worth living. I didn't  understand how cruel that choice would have been on the people who  cared. I didn't understand how much they cared I had been too wrapped up  in my own sorrow. I started to realize though, I saw the love I had  around me, I started to see again." I regarded him fiercely. "I know the  look Bull, know the dead behind someone's eyes when they have given up,  planning something, going to check out."

He narrowed his eyes.

"I know it cause I used to see it in the mirror every day." My eyes  glistened. "I can't even imagine your pain. To feel what you carry  around, what you have lost. But I know what she felt." Bulls grip on my  hand tightened. "I know what she went through, I went through the same,  but the man I loved was the one killing me, beating me. She knew the man  she loved would be doing everything in his power to get her back." Bull  flinched.

"She would have died feeling that love Bull. My heart weeps for you,  truly." I stared into his lifeless eyes. "Don't give up, don't let those  fuckers take two lives instead of one. You got love around you, I  haven't been here long but I can see it. Don't give up." I gave his hand  a squeeze and stood.