I don’t understand why they feel this need to look out for me. I should be dead right now. I’m tired of feeling Mareena’s, Charlotte’s, and that clubwhore’s hands on me. I just want it all to end.
These men see me as a selfish bitch throwing a pity party, but they don’t know. None of them do. I get what Luna went through; however, she had people to look out for her. I’ve never had that. I didn’t have a family growing up. I had a grandfather who took his hatred of all things out on me.
“Make your choice here and now,” Neo commands.
“Fine, I’ll go to the rehab place,” I huff turning my head, not wanting to speak to them anymore if ever again. Not that I wanted to speak to them in the first place. I figure going to this place, I won’t have to put up with them and I could find a way to check myself out and get the fuck out of there. Then I’ll disappear altogether.
“Good choice, Angel Eyes. At least you still have some sense inside that head of yours.” I don’t bother giving Neo a reaction to his comment. “I’ll be taking you to the facility soon as you’re discharged from here, they’re expecting you.”
“Harley,” Shadow calls my name. I inhale a deep breath debating for a quick second on whether or not I want to acknowledge him. In the end I give him my eyes knowing the man wasn’t one to be trifled with. None of them were.
It’s another reason I’m confused as to why they would worry themselves over someone like me. A nobody not deserving of anything in life.
I used to enjoy living it up and everything that it entailed. I would block out my childhood, believing my grandfather was wrong and I was worth something. Now I could care less, and I don’t want to deal with it all anymore.
God, I feel like a broken record right now.
“I know you’re going through shit and I’m fuckin’ pissed as hell with you right now, cause my ol’ lady loves you like family and you’re doing this to yourself. Nothing is worth taking your life over,” Shadow says sternly yet gentle-like.
Refusing to speak, I simply blink and turn my head away from him again. I’m done speaking. I’ll give them what they want by going to this place but that doesn’t mean I’m going to stay.
Chapter Five
Neo
I’m fuckin’ furious as hell with Harley right now. I don’t get what the hell could make someone want to kill themselves. Or even cut themselves the way she has. The doctor even suggested she’d been strangling herself from the light bruising around her neck.
Fuckin’ hell. How did it get to this point for her?
What’s made her feel so weak?
I leave the hospital alongside my Prez and Shadow, leaving a prospect on her to make sure she doesn’t attempt to get away. The doctor said she’d be discharged tomorrow, and I intend to be here first thing in the morning to take her over to Finding the Way Mental Health and Rehabilitation Center. It’s a place my aunt Tracy told me about when I asked her for a list of places. She recommended this place as they’re strict about everything and don’t allow anyone to check out until they’ve been there a minimum of thirty days.
I don’t know how long it’ll take to get her on the right track but fuck if I’m not going to make sure something like this doesn’t happen again. I’ve seen one woman do this to herself, and now Harley who attempted it. Like the doctor said, if I hadn’t gotten to her when I did, she wouldn’t be here now and I would’ve lost out on my shot at having Harley as mine.
Stoney, Shadow, and I decided to let the other members of the club know but that it’s to be kept from the ol’ ladies. I don’t want them knowing or looking at her differently when it comes time for her to come back to us. She’s one of us whether she wants to admit it or not and I’m claiming her as my woman. I just have to get her head right to make it happen.
“This shit is fucked up,” Shadow says, climbing in the passenger seat of my truck.
“Yep, it’s beyond fucked up. I still want to know what happened the last day she was at the clubhouse and she freaked,” I mutter.
“Me too. Nerd checked the security feed to see if there might have been anything up there to answer our question but the only thing he saw was her going into the bathroom and a few minutes later coming back out.” Shadow shrugs. “Only other person who’d been in the bathroom was Jezebel, and she’d exited before Harley did.”
“Yeah I remember, we asked Jezebel if she saw anything but she said she didn’t. Only that Harley was in one of the stalls murmuring to herself,” I say.
“Hopefully her going to this place will help her get her shit straight. Luna misses her and wants her friend back, but I’m not about to tell her about her friend nearly killing herself. I finally got my woman to stop having nightmares about that night, I don’t need her back tracking.” I completely agree with my brother on his decision.
His ol’ lady went through enough of her own trauma she doesn’t need this shit. None of the ol’ ladies needed it on their plates.
I start my truck and back out of the parking spot then switch gears putting it into drive. Hitting the gas, I head in the direction of the clubhouse debating on what to do when I get there. I could easily get one of the clubwhores to suck my cock; however, I don’t feel like dealing with one of those bitches. Not after spending the day staring at Harley, my mind seeing nothing but her slumped on the bathroom floor in her house. So that’s out of the question. I could ask one of my brothers to spar with me, but that wouldn’t completely give me the release I need.
What I need is to call Dalton and see if he has any fights coming up for tonight. He always hosts fights at a warehouse he has behind the gym I go to when I don’t use the one at the clubhouse. I’ve fought on occasion and my brothers always come out to watch. A few times they’ve joked about how I’ve made them money.
As I turn on to the road leading to the clubhouse, I make the decision to call Dalton and pull out my phone. He answers on the second ring. “What’s up Neo? Where the hell you been?” he asks.
“Nothing much, was wondering if you had any fights happening tonight?” I give Shadow a quick glance to see him eye me with a raised brow.
“Yep, you’re in luck, I do have a match, be here by eleven you go up at midnight.” Shit he’s giving me one of the best slots of the night. Meaning I’ll go against the person tonight who wins all his matches.
“Thanks, man, I’ll be there,” I say, disconnecting I toss my phone in the open center console while pulling into the park area of the clubhouse.
“You sure you want to fight tonight? Why not get one of the clubwhores to take care of you?” Shadow remarks.
“I’m good on the clubwhores, most of them suck at giving blowjobs. What I want is to beat the fuck out of someone and sparring isn’t gonna cut it. Not this time. I need to be able to let loose on someone I don’t know,” I mutter, putting the truck in park.
“I can understand that, but I gotta ask you something. Why are you so determined to be there for Harley? Is it because of your mom and you feel you need to stop it from happening to someone else you know?” he asks.