Chapter 37.
Courtney POV.
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It feels like I’m being confined to my bedroom, almost like being grounded, not that I know
what that feels like because momma never grounded me. Ok, yes, she tried but I would always
sneak out of the window, and she would find me either in the garden or working on the car.
But this, this is torture. It has been a few days since I was discharged and the only time, I have
been allowed out of bed was when I needed the bathroom. I mean come on, I had concussion I
didn’t die or anything.
But then again, I was targeted so I get it, I really do. I have told Kaden and the rest of the meat heads that I won’t go far. I certainly won’t be going outside again anytime soon.
However, Kaden being the overprotective pain in the neck he is has told me it was best if I stayed in the bedroom where it was warm and comfortable. He like the rest of them think they
are slick, that I don’t know what they are up to, they are wrong, I’m on to them.
I know why they have confined me to the bedroom and that is simply, so I don’t go after Max.
If I’m being honest with you, they can have at him for all I care. As long as they keep bringing
me food and leave me to get my work done, I’m happy.
Max will be dealt with. I have asked Kaden if Max has given them anything yet and guess
what, no he hasn’t. So, it looks like I will have to talk to him soon. Maybe, when according to
them I am better. There is no use in arguing with them, they are all stubborn.
I’m pretty sure grandpa is giving me a lesson in patience. That’s exactly what they are doing. Ohhh, they will pay for it. But I’m too comfortable right now. Technically they are following docs orders. Keeping me on bed rest for a few days to make sure I don’t get worse.
How could I argue with that? There would have been no point. I have been catching up on my sleep though so that’s a good thing. Plus, Kaden kept his word and sleeps beside me. For a man as big as Kaden he is a big cuddly bear. Piss him off though then that cuddly bear
becomes a werebear.
Bean kicks and I chuckle as I rub my belly. She is still as active as ever so the fall didn’t do any damage which I am grateful for. I would never forgive myself if I lost her, it would have been the catalyst for me to kill those responsible.
Since being part of the MC I have learnt that I am not as sweetness and light that I once thought I was. I have a major b***h switch and a killer resting b***h face that would put an ice
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queen to shame.
But then again, the MC and mafia blood does flow through my veins, and I did pick up on
some of momma’s mannerisms. She would always be cautious of new people but also be drawn to those in need. She was badass. Always strong but had a kind heart.
Whereas me, well I would always be cautious with new people no matter if she said they were
nice. My kind heart died when she did. Moreso now that I know some of the truth.
The truth being why she ran away from grandpa, then my dad. There are so many people
involved and even though I blamed myself for her dying, I know the truth. It wasn’t just the
cancer that killed her. It was always being in fight or flight mode. Always looking over her
shoulder. That is no way to live.
So, I blame Grim and his crew, but they will get there’s soon enough and I won’t be nice about
- it. They killed my family, my momma, even tried to kill me. But they made a mistake. I’m still
alive and so is my grandpa.
There has been a lot of activity in the mansion, which is another reason I have been confined
to my bedroom. More and more of the sister MCs have arrived, and the heads of the families
allied with mine.
I can only assume, we, well I mean they are preparing for war. So, with that thought in mind. yeah it is best I stay out of it, there is this nagging in my head that I need to speak to Max.
After all he is only nineteen and even though he planted the bomb in my truck I need to know
why.
If it was an order then I can’t help him, but if he was forced then maybe I could plead for him, if
he refuses to talk then he will die and that makes me sad. He is still so young with his whole
life ahead of him.
My nose stings with the feeling of tears, just thinking about him and how his future is looking more and more bleak. The tears fall and I’m full–on sobbing for him. God these hormones are making me a cry–baby. I wipe my tears and take deep breaths to calm myself down. But I cry
harder for him, if he was forced then he is a victim in this too.
I refuse to believe he did this without being forced. Max has been nothing but kind to me. Hell,
he would bring me food and talk to me. He could have been doing that to get close to me
though. God why is this such a mess?
I cover my face with my hands as I sob into them, I didn’t hear the door open until Kaden pulled me into his arms and just held me as I sobbed onto his white t–shirt.
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“Oh baby, what is wrong? Why are you crying?” He asks cooing in my ear with his chin resting on top of my head.
“Max, I… I just… feel… so… sad.” I cry harder and he stiffens and sighs but doesn’t say anything he just tightens his hold on me.
“What … if.. he… he was forced?” I say in between sobs my body shaking as I start to hyperventilate. Not being able to control the sobs. Kaden moves me from his arms and grips
face in his hands and I find it hard to breathe.
my
“Baby, I need you to calm down. Come on, breathe with me. Big breath in, and slowly out.” He breaths and I copy him. My breath out is shaky, and he nods his head as I do it again fat tears rolling down my cheeks.
I
“That’s my good girl, keep doing it. That’s it.” He says and I finally calm down breathing out
easily with each breath in.
“Now, calmly. Tell me where your head is at.” Why is he so calm?
“I think Max was forced to do what he did. I mean the kid is only nineteen. What if, what if
Grim has something on him or is holding something precious over his head to make him
comply? What if this was just a way to appease Grim?” I say to Kaden, and he is looking into my eyes not confirming or denying my words.
“Max knew what he was doing.” I choke on a gasp and cough shaking my head no that can’t
be right.
“How do you know this?” I ask and he looks away for a moment before he looks back at me.
“Max is Grim’s son.”
