remember why I would be in a hospital.
“From what I was told, you were pushed and fell down hitting your head. You required a few stitches, but the results came back from your CT scan and everything looks normal.”
I nod my head as memories start to come back of the guys fighting and Jax shoving me out of his way.
“You will experience headaches. They are going to come and go.” He starts writing something down. “If you experience dizziness, ringing of the ears, loss of concentration, or nausea, please don’t hesitate to come back.” He rips a piece of paper off of the pad and hands it to me. “I have written you a prescription for mild painkillers and some anti-nausea tablets. Take them if you need them.”
“Thank you,” I say quietly.
He nods his head. “I need to send in someone from administration to get all of your insurance information. I’m going to go and get the paperwork started for your release. Do you have any questions or need anything?”
“Can you send my friend Holly in, please?” I know she must be somewhere in this hospital.
“Of course. I’ll be back one more time to check a few things before they release you.” He stands up and walks towards the door.
“Thank you.” I rest my head back on the bed, and take in a few deep breaths. How could I have been so wrong about Jax all of this time? He had never laid a hand on me before. I had never imagined that he would try to hit me. I take in another deep breath. My head may be pounding like a drum, but my heart is no longer broken.
It’s free.
What he did freed me. I no longer have to wonder what he is up to, or whether he’s lying to me. I no longer have to try and please him. All I have to worry about is myself.
CHAPTER FOUR
SLADE
I walk out of the court room with a smile on my face, even though I’m exhausted. I’ve been up since 5:30AM. I put Julie in a cab after we fucked last night. I wasn’t going to make the mistake of letting her stay the night, so I told her I had to be up early. She tried to get my number, but I told her it wouldn’t matter, reminding her that I didn’t live here. She was hurt by that, but there was no need. I wasn’t going to see her again.
I walk into the office and sit in my chair, placing my head on the desk. I am exhausted. I tell myself all the time that I’m not going to go out, that I’m not going to drink, but I always do and I’m always paying for it the next day. That has been my life since high school, though I keep trying to remind myself that I am no longer a teenager.
I lift my head and pick up my phone. I need to call my brother and see how things are going at the office back at home.
“Hello?” He picks up on the second ring, sounding just as tired as I am.
“Hey man, what’s going on? You sound hung over. Did you guys go out last night?” I place my head in my hand as I wait for him to answer.
“Paging Dr. Leon. Dr. Leon, floor 6.”
“What the fuck was that?” Why would my brother be at a hospital?
“That was a nurse, paging a doctor,” he says dryly.
“Micah, what the fuck is going on?” I’m starting to lose patience. If something is wrong, why hadn’t he already called me?
“We are at the hospital,” he says reluctantly.
“Why?” I start to panic. “Are you okay?”
“Does it matter?” He sounds mad at me. What the fuck did I do?
“I don’t know what your problem is, but you better tell me what the fuck is going on. Are you okay? Is it Mom? Dad?”
“Yes, I’m fine. They thought I had broken my hand, but turns out it’s just fine.” He still sounds angry.
“What did you do to fuck up your hand?’’ Fuck, it’s like pulling teeth to get answers.
He sighs. “Yesterday, Sam came home to find Jax in their bed with Bridgette. She left him, and stayed the night with us. Holly and I went back with her to their house this morning to pack up her stuff. Jax got a hold of Sam and was about to hit her, but she shoved him before
“From what I was told, you were pushed and fell down hitting your head. You required a few stitches, but the results came back from your CT scan and everything looks normal.”
I nod my head as memories start to come back of the guys fighting and Jax shoving me out of his way.
“You will experience headaches. They are going to come and go.” He starts writing something down. “If you experience dizziness, ringing of the ears, loss of concentration, or nausea, please don’t hesitate to come back.” He rips a piece of paper off of the pad and hands it to me. “I have written you a prescription for mild painkillers and some anti-nausea tablets. Take them if you need them.”
“Thank you,” I say quietly.
He nods his head. “I need to send in someone from administration to get all of your insurance information. I’m going to go and get the paperwork started for your release. Do you have any questions or need anything?”
“Can you send my friend Holly in, please?” I know she must be somewhere in this hospital.
“Of course. I’ll be back one more time to check a few things before they release you.” He stands up and walks towards the door.
“Thank you.” I rest my head back on the bed, and take in a few deep breaths. How could I have been so wrong about Jax all of this time? He had never laid a hand on me before. I had never imagined that he would try to hit me. I take in another deep breath. My head may be pounding like a drum, but my heart is no longer broken.
It’s free.
What he did freed me. I no longer have to wonder what he is up to, or whether he’s lying to me. I no longer have to try and please him. All I have to worry about is myself.
CHAPTER FOUR
SLADE
I walk out of the court room with a smile on my face, even though I’m exhausted. I’ve been up since 5:30AM. I put Julie in a cab after we fucked last night. I wasn’t going to make the mistake of letting her stay the night, so I told her I had to be up early. She tried to get my number, but I told her it wouldn’t matter, reminding her that I didn’t live here. She was hurt by that, but there was no need. I wasn’t going to see her again.
I walk into the office and sit in my chair, placing my head on the desk. I am exhausted. I tell myself all the time that I’m not going to go out, that I’m not going to drink, but I always do and I’m always paying for it the next day. That has been my life since high school, though I keep trying to remind myself that I am no longer a teenager.
I lift my head and pick up my phone. I need to call my brother and see how things are going at the office back at home.
“Hello?” He picks up on the second ring, sounding just as tired as I am.
“Hey man, what’s going on? You sound hung over. Did you guys go out last night?” I place my head in my hand as I wait for him to answer.
“Paging Dr. Leon. Dr. Leon, floor 6.”
“What the fuck was that?” Why would my brother be at a hospital?
“That was a nurse, paging a doctor,” he says dryly.
“Micah, what the fuck is going on?” I’m starting to lose patience. If something is wrong, why hadn’t he already called me?
“We are at the hospital,” he says reluctantly.
“Why?” I start to panic. “Are you okay?”
“Does it matter?” He sounds mad at me. What the fuck did I do?
“I don’t know what your problem is, but you better tell me what the fuck is going on. Are you okay? Is it Mom? Dad?”
“Yes, I’m fine. They thought I had broken my hand, but turns out it’s just fine.” He still sounds angry.
“What did you do to fuck up your hand?’’ Fuck, it’s like pulling teeth to get answers.
He sighs. “Yesterday, Sam came home to find Jax in their bed with Bridgette. She left him, and stayed the night with us. Holly and I went back with her to their house this morning to pack up her stuff. Jax got a hold of Sam and was about to hit her, but she shoved him before
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