Chapter 186
I stare at this gray pebble covered in dirt from the floor in the cell I’m being kept in.
The cell I’m being kept in, because I hurt her. I hurt my reason for existing, and she comes down here like I’ve done nothing wrong. Like I didn’t try and kill her yesterday.
I kick the pebble away from me, like I can’t stand it’s existence, before turning around and punching my fist into the stone walls. The stone mends into my fist and carves it’s name on in my skin. The pain taking a backseat to the guilt and fog I still feel eating me alive.
Rather I was myself or not. I shouldn’t have hurt her. I should have done better, fought harder.
I lay my hands on the wall above my head and look back down at the ground, while I hear footsteps coming from down the tunnel.
It’s not her. The footsteps are too heavy. It must be one of the guys.
I close my eyes waiting for one of them to appear, when I get the scent of yet another person I’d rather not see right now.
“Griff.” I whisper as I hear him lean back on the wall lining the tunnel. Rocks slowly falling from the stone and landing lightly on the dirt ground.
“We should wrap your hand.” Griff tells me and I finally turn around to look at my son. Ashamed is too easy a word to use for what I did to his mother, but it’s eating me alive, nonetheless.
“Griff.” I start, but quickly realize nothing I say will make what happened okay. Nothing.
He shakes his head, “I’m still trying to wrap my mind around it. I know you weren’t… You, but the look on her face.” He looks down and shakes his head before looking back at me. “Hell, the look on your face. You wanted to kill her.” He explains his discomfort and his jaw clenches as he tries to work it out.
“I’m sorry, Griff.” I whisper and he looks up at me astonished. “You’re sorry? That’s all you have to say?” He accuses and I grimace at his tone.
“I have no excuses or reasonings that’ll make anyone happy, Griff. I may not have been myself, but I still did it. Saying sorry will never be enough and I know that.” I tell him and he swallows hard.
With a quick nod, he turns and walks out of the room, clearly not getting what he came here for.
Not even five minutes later I have another visitor. Walker. I almost wanted it to be Dallas. He has barely talked to me since I freaked out on him before the explosion, and since what I did I haven’t heard a word.
He’s one of my best friends, but I really screwed up this time. I don’t know if he’ll forgive me. I don’t know if I want him to.
“How is she?” I ask Walker as he gets closer to my cell. “Pissed.” He tells me and I nod my head. She should be.
He chuckles, “Not at you, you idiot. Mostly at Cole, Dallas and I for making sure she doesn’t come down here.” He explains and I look towards the end of the tunnel with longing.
I miss her and I know she doesn’t blame me, even if I still blame myself. I look back at him, “Thanks for keeping
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her out of here.” I tell him and he nods. “You know it’s harder than you might think. She’s always been good at sneaking away.” He tells me and a soft chuckle leaves my lips, even though I find it anything but humorous.
Flashes of when she disappeared from my life for years run through my mind. How I nearly lost my mind trying
to find her.
Walker shakes his head and reaches into his pocket, “Luckily, that shouldn’t be an issue anymore.” He says, pulling his hand from his pocket and reaching it out and dropping the contents into mine.
A turquoise ring falls into my hand and I look at it with wonder, before looking up and Walker flashing me the same ring. “She made one for all of us.” He tells me and my lip tips up for one second, before falling again.
This means I have to go out there and face what I’ve done. Face my mate and hope like hell we can get passed
this.
Losing her isn’t an option, not again, but I don’t know if I can look her in the eyes after what I’ve done to her.
I look up at Walker. I know my face has many emotions running through it, but only one seems to matter to me,” What if it doesn’t work?” I ask and his teeth clench.
“It’ll work, but until we’re positive…” He pauses, not wanting to finish his sentence. I squint my eyes and look at him sternly, “What?”
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