The Salvation Knights MC Jinx's Mistake (by KJ) novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Jinx’s Curse

Deidra’s P.O.V.

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“You sure you have everything?” Deb asked for the millionth time.

“Yes mom,” I groaned like a bratty teenager.

Deb chuckled as she slid into the driver’s seat of the car. She’s driving me to the airport, which I feel a little bad about. I don’t like the idea of her driving all the way back here alone, but we had no one to even ask to come with us. Which makes me feel even more pathetic. My original plan

involved Sophie taking me and Theo.

Aside from that, if I had more friends, I wouldn’t have to depend on Deb so much. I never realized how much my loner tendencies affected those around me until recently. I also never realized how much I depended on Sophie for small things. So many small things.

“You think we should stop by The Salvation Knights‘ clubhouse, and thank them for what they did?”

I asked Deb.

“No, I do not,” she replied. “Only because we don’t have time. We’ll stop on the way back when you

get home.”

“Ugh, fine,” I groaned.

“You sure you just don’t want to see a certain biker in particular?” She asked cheekily. “One that you happen to love to take your frustration out on?”

“Ew, why would I care about Jinx?” I asked with a disgusted face.

Deb chuckled under her breath as she drove down the street.

“Glad you didn’t argue about how you love yelling at him,” she commented.

I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt.

“I do not yell at him,” I argued. “Only on occasion do I raise my voice at anyone.”

“Oh, right, right,” she said sarcastically, nodding her head as if she actually agreed with me. “You just mouth off to him as much as possible, rarely ever let him finish a sentence, give him your infamous death–glare-”

“My death–glare is far from infamous,” I cut her off with a laugh.

Deb shook her head at me, her focus remaining on the road.

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“You know exactly what I mean, Deid,” she said.

I sighed heavily, knowing exactly what was coming next.

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“Ya know,” she continued in a thoughtful tone. “You and Jinx have had this rivalry thing going on for

so long that I knew exactly who that boy was when I moved here.”

“Deb,” I groaned, my tone pleading with her to not start this bullcr.ap.

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“I’m just saying,” she replied lightly. “I think the two of you just perhaps, have some pent–up frustration towards each other… pent–up… se.xual frustration possibly…”

I turned my head and blinked at her. Her focus was still on the road, but her eyes flickered towards

me for a moment. She huffed and then sighed as her shoulders sagged.

“He might be a good rebound,” she said and my jaw dropped. “Ya know, go have you a little fun.

Forget all about Theo and Sophie. Get all wild with the hot biker you’ve been frustrated over since

you were in elementary school. Could be fun.

“Oh my god, you’re serious,” I stated when I realized she was indeed fu.cking serious.

“Oh come on, you two clearly have… something between you,” Deb said, throwing me a smile.

“Yeah, years of his stupid curse affecting me, a bitter baby momma who hated me, and his son that seems to rather spend all his time hanging around me than his own parents,” I replied.

“Curse?” She asked with a raised brow.

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“They call him Jinx for a reason, Deb,” I muttered, crossing my arms and staring out the windshield.

“Yeah, but a curse?” she replied.

“Do you even know how first grade went for me because of him?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at

the memories. “That was the year that I tore the dress Mom made me, got gum stuck in my hair

and had to get it all cut off, broke my left wrist, got a black eye, and had to go to summer school.

And those were just the more major things. There were other things. Everyday things. Little things.

And all because of him.” I growled out the word. “All because he was pi.ssy that he got held back

that year. We barely even knew each other before then. We only saw each other during recess at

school or around town with our parents. But that year… That year was the first of many like it. I

seem to always get the backlash for some reason.”

“Like… he’s your own personal jinx,” Deb mumbled. “Wow.”

“Uhm, what? No, absolutely not,” I rushed out. “Not my anything. I just happen to always be in the

wrong place at the wrong time.”

“Is that how you feel about Waylen too?” she asked.

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I scoffed.

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“Waylen is not his father,” I stated. “Or his mother, for that matter. He’s just a kid. And he’s not been

dealt the best life. His mom was leaving him at the diner at two years old, Deb. He’s innocent in everything. If anything, Waylen is the only thing about Jinx that I’ve ever felt that I was in the right place at the right time.”

“You practically raised that boy while you worked,” Deb mentioned. “Stood toe–to–toe with everyone over him.”

“And I’d do it again and again,” I said. “Because he’s a kid and deserves better.”

“That mother of his is a real piece of work,” she mumbled. “I’m glad she left town finally.”

“Me too, but his dad ain’t much better,” I replied.

“That’s kind of rude of you to say, Deid,” she said.

“Is it?” I asked. “You didn’t see his face when I went rushing in with Waylen in my arms that night. He was only five years old, running a fever of 105. Jinx had no idea why Waylen was even with me or that he was sick. The more I yelled, the more I realized he had no idea what had been going on at all. Years, Deb. For literally years, Glory had been bringing Waylen to the diner, leaving him there all day, and picking him up at all kinds of fu.cking hours. And he never knew. What kind of father

wouldn’t have known that?”

“The kind who thought that a mother could never hurt her child,” she replied softly.

I scoffed at that. However, Deb had a point. I knew Glory enough to know that she was a

manipulative bit.ch. Waylen was always a quiet kid. I’m sure there are things that he never told me about too, because of Glory. Jinx might not have even thought to ask if he really thought everything was okay.

Plus, Jinx would bring Waylen into the diner too. Not leave him like Glory, but to spend time with him. They’d sit at Waylen’s favorite corner booth for hours. Jinx would just keep ordering stuff to appease the boss because Waylen didn’t want to leave. I saw the way they were with each other. Waylen never looked that happy with Glory. He loved his dad and Jinx loved him too.

I was and still am extremely angry about it. But a lot of that is pointed at myself too. If I had just said something to Jinx sooner… it wouldn’t have gotten so bad. Besides, I haven’t seen Glory since all of that went down. Whether she left on her own or was forced to run, I’ll never know, but either way, I knew Jinx had taken care of it. Because he finally saw the truth.

A few days after I stormed into The Salvation Knights‘ clubhouse, I went back. I knew Jinx had taken him to the hospital, because we took my car. I refused to let go of Waylen. Of course, I left

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them there after Waylen was taken back by the doctors. However, I hadn’t seen or heard from

anyone since. So, I went back to ask how Waylen was. Mrs. Roth was there and actually took me to

see Waylen. And on my way out, I ran into Jinx.

It was by far the most awkward encounter I’ve ever had with him. I was still angry, but I was

confused. Jinx just stared at me with this hard look that I’d never seen before. After an intense

staring contest – that I won, by the way he thanked me. I was a bit taken back by it at the time. Jinx didn’t offer any further explanation. He just told me that he appreciated all I did for his son, that he was sorry, and thanked me before walking away.

I’ll never forget the look in his eyes when he did though. Jinx looked… ashamed, guilty, and devastated. I knew that he truly didn’t know what his son was going through. I didn’t want to make it worse by mouthing off to him. So, I left. Went home, stewed about it all night, and tried to forget

about it. The day that Waylen was better, he snuck away from the club to go to the diner.

“I see you thinking over there,” Deb said. “All I’m saying is to give the man a break.”

“If I tell you that I’ll think about it during this vacation, will you leave me alone?” I asked.

“For now,” she replied with a dramatic sigh.

Deb and I chatted the rest of the way to the airport. She wanted to come in and walk with me as

far as she could, but I told her not to. I thought it was a waste of time, and I was still too anxious

about leaving Garden Sip. I needed her to get back there. So, we hugged in the parking lot. Deb

waved one last time before I went inside. I watched until she drove out of the parking lot.

I turned towards the busy airport and let out a long breath.

This was a good thing. I was taking a vacation. Even if I spend the holiday alone for the first time

ever. It’s totally fine because I need a break.

Alright! Let’s go make this the best vacay ever!