Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4) novel Chapter 25

Storm was the first one to accept that apology with a handshake that had me bumping my knuckles against his.

He is doing good considering Kylie said he found his free time at the bottom of a bottle. I haven't seen that bottle or the alcohol from it in his hands since I got here.

Most of them are doing good, Bull is himself for the most part beside he has cooled off on the booze and weed.

The only part of this picture that is different is over 6 feet tall, with a scar under his eye- Zero. After I met Quinn a few weeks back, I witnessed the two of them together.

When I first saw it, I waited for that hurt that a woman feels getting her heart crushed, it didn't come.

It was just anger. Think I passed the stages of silly emotions right about the time other girls began experiencing them.

Saying I am happy that he is with her is a lie I wouldn't waste on myself. Nor is pretending he and I didn't happen.

Which he seems to be doing really well besides those rare moments when he gives me that creepy stare that makes me want to run the other way.

Mercy however doesn't think the same. She believes it is some kind of man thing.

She keeps saying Zero is going to be trotting his fine ass over to me any day now. But then the red-headed woman that could probably snap my neck in a second is nothing short of Optimistic- A complete opposite to After.

That woman, looks just like I did all those months ago when I first stepped foot in this clubhouse, except she always has a knife in her hand. The way she plays with it warns everybody away.

Her lifeline is just death, piss her off and an early grave becomes inevitable.

I could see why they call her After.

She's exactly what one looks like when there's no more life to live. You just kept breathing, every human emotion- dead. I rode that path months ago.

I am in the finishing stage, the one you get when you are just about done.

And it is because of that reason Zero and I just can't be, I know he knows it now but we haven't spoken the words yet.

But I need to, my just about done comes with sliding a knife in his brother's neck. He'll need the chatty woman of his when I am done. There is no way I am backing down.

Quinn is new to the club, admittedly she is a solid person. She talks a lot about everything. I sometimes wish she would shut up.

She is older than I, but her lightness to life makes her younger. She makes me feel like a cold-hardhearted bitch most of the time. Especially when she is fussing over Zero like he is a baby and I am imagining stabbing my eyes out.

So I tend to stay away from her. Not that I am avoiding her, I swear I'm not.

Since that night they found me, Zero has treated me like all the other women in the house, apart from the two times he remembered that I wasn't.

Living with Kylie taught me that I am not worthless, that I am worth more than I think. All the zeros in her bank account. She said she had a lot of them.

It makes me think of why she said zeros, was she trying to tell me something. I wish I could call her up and talk to her. Knowing Kylie, she'd want me to stand up for what I want.

But my lessons in life came too hard, the price too high.

My humanity stripped until all I had was a shred, and that too now belongs to Zero.

In another life, he would understand the path I am on and love me enough to walk with me on it.