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When I’m finished writing the note, I point toward the kitchen. Maddie gets what I’m pointing at and pushes me through the common room to where my sister is. As soon as I’m by Paige, Maddie turns and leaves us alone in the room. I thrust the notebook at my sister and wait for her to take it. She reads my words as the tears slide down her face.
“I can’t be happy for you, Lyric. No matter how much I want to celebrate and be there for you and these little ones, I just can’t. Not right now. I’m so sorry, Lyric. For not being as strong as you are and making you upset at all. I do love you. Maybe it’s time for me to get away for a while. Get out and try to deal with everything I haven’t been able to deal with here,” Paige finally says, her voice clogged with emotion as it breaks and she sobs uncontrollably.
Without another word, Paige disappears from the kitchen and my heart breaks. My sister doesn’t want to be here with me and have my back as this pregnancy progresses. She’s going to leave and I have no clue if she’ll be back. I start crying as the sound of multiple people entering the kitchen reaches me. Maddie and Tank are instantly in front of me and wanting to know what’s wrong. Shawn is right next to me in his chair. We’re not even remotely close enough to one another.
I write down what happened and know Shawn is going to be pissed as hell. He demands we’re taken back to the house so I can get in bed. I don’t even want to be here in the clubhouse anymore and getting back into bed will be the perfect thing for me to do right now when all I want to do is cry and be with Shawn and only Shawn. Tank and Maddie get Ricochet and Hawkeye to help us back to the house and help us into bed. I’m still crying like crazy and let my eyes slide closed so I don’t have to look at anyone. I want to do nothing but curl up on my side and fall into a deep sleep. Instead, I lay on my back and wait for the tears to stop or sleep to claim me. At this point, I really don’t care which happens first.
“It’ll be okay, princess. I don’t know what to do about your sister. I get that she’s goin’ through some shit, but to talk to you like that is wrong as fuck knowin’ everythin’ you’re goin’ through. So, I’m so pissed at her right now and I hope I don’t see her. Not until she gets her head out of her ass and apologizes to you. Even then I still won’t be happy with her and will more than likely take a long time to forgive her for this shit. Get some rest and I’ll be there for you when you wake up. I love you, princess,” he tells me, his voice still low and growly.
I let sleep claim me. It’s been a good day that ended horribly. And the worst part is that it’s not even over. It’s only early afternoon now and there’s a lot of hours left in the day. This shit absolutely sucks but I’ll eventually get over it. Or I’ll figure out a way I can deal with this shit once and for all when it comes to Paige. For now, I’m gonna let sleep take away the pain and forget all about my sister and the problems she refuses to face.
Chapter Fifteen
Ricochet
A month later
KEVLAR ISN’T FUCKING around when it comes to his relationship with Lyric. We’ve all watched them grow as close as two people can be in the last month. They’ve just recently gotten their casts removed, the wires removed from Lyric’s jaw, and have slowly been getting steadier on their feet. Both of them have been going to physical therapy for a week now. Kevlar grumbles and gets pissed off before using that to his advantage and busting his ass through everything the therapist wants him to do. Lyric isn’t pushing herself quite as hard but that’s only because of her pregnancy. She wants to get back on her feet, but not at the risk of the triplets. So, she’s taking things a lot slower than Kevlar is.
Lyric is using the wheelchair still while Kevlar is using a cane. He was using a walker the second the casts came off. However, now he’s upgraded to the cane because he says he’s not a fucking old man and doesn’t see himself ever using a walker. Even when he is old and gray. I could only laugh at him because he’ll be the first one to use one out of the three of us. That’s simply how I’m viewing Karma getting him back and I can’t wait to laugh my ass off at him. Anyway, the second he could upgrade to the cane, Kevlar didn’t wait to toss the walker aside.
Every day is a battle between the two of them. Shawn demands Lyric uses her wheelchair. Even when she hasn’t been on her feet for very long. She gets so pissed at my brother and doesn’t hold back. Well, she does if they’re at the clubhouse in the common room or something. But I’ve been at the house with them and heard her giving him a piece of her mind about his demands. When he walks away without his cane, she gives him hell and tells him that it's needed for him to get around. They grumble and argue back and forth with one another. It's so funny to hear them and I try to always be around if I know they’re going to be going anywhere.
Lyric is finally allowed to eat solid food again. Her jaw still bothers her every now and then, but she tries so hard to hide it from us. She’s still eating things like mashed potatoes and ice cream, but it’s a big step up for her. Especially when my brother tries to get her to eat healthy for the babies and they argue about things he wants her to eat and not eat. The one thing he can’t stand her having a lot to eat of is the ice cream. He doesn’t want his kids coming out dependent on ice cream because that’s all Lyric wanted to eat. So, again, they argue over everything and it’s funny as fuck. Especially since Lyric is finally starting to crave things. Kevlar has the Prospects running all over the place getting her food and anything she’s craving.
Kevlar fucking dotes on her and makes sure she has everything she could ever want and need. If I’m being honest with myself, I’m really fucking jealous of the relationship they have. Lyric is fucking perfect for Kevlar and I want that for myself. I know I could already have that with Paige if she would fucking let me in. Paige has something massive going on and she won’t tell me about it. One way or another I’ll find out what’s going on with her and we’ll move forward from there. Paige better get used to the fact that she’s gonna be mine and we’re gonna build a life together. Whatever secret she’s keeping, I don’t care what it is. As long as she wants to be with me, we’re gonna make this shit work and figure out a way for her to work through whatever is holding her back from opening up.
Kevlar won’t be happy with my decision to be with Paige and I get where he’s coming from. He’s so fucking pissed at her even after all this time. Paige really hurt Lyric with a few words and destroyed what should’ve been one of the happiest moments of her life. Instead, Lyric went to bed in tears and hasn’t talked to her sister since that day. It’s been so hard for all of us to watch their relationship disintegrate and fall completely apart. Paige has even moved out of the clubhouse and gone back to the trailer to live on her own. She doesn’t want to be around anyone from the club. That’s the worst mistake she can make and she can’t even see what’s right in fucking front of her.
From the very second I saw Paige, I knew she was meant to be my ol’ lady. She is fucking sexy as hell. Paige has light blonde hair with these golden streaks spun throughout the thick strands. Her eyes are the lightest I’ve ever seen a person have in my entire life. They’re a pale blue color that turns so dark when she’s pissed. Her skin is the palest I’ve ever seen and it’s fucking smooth as hell. I’ve never felt a woman’s skin as smooth as Paige’s. She’s so short and tiny in comparison to everyone around her. The only person that’s shorter than she is would be Lyric. Both of them are so damn short and we’re not. My brothers and I are all over six feet tall.
It's not just Paige’s look that drew me in though. I’m so completely drawn to her because of the person she is. Paige gave up a lot for her sister. She stayed in a town she loathes because she didn’t want Lyric put in foster care. Then, she has worked multiple jobs to make sure there’s a roof over their heads, food on the table, and that all the bills are paid in full every month. She gives to everyone around her and I know a large part of the reason she does that is because she doesn’t want to deal with whatever is going on with her. Paige feels as if she focuses on everyone else around her, she won’t have time to think of herself. It’s worked for years. Now, it’s just pissing everyone off who truly cares about her. Myself included.
I already love Paige so much. I want to be with her more than anything, but this secret is coming between us. I have no clue how to get her to open up to me. I’ve been to the trailer to see her and she pretends she’s not home and doesn’t open the door for me. When I go to the diner to see her and watch over her because her mother and Lucifer are still out there, she hides in the back until Haley makes me wait outside or leave. Paige doesn’t want any of us to watch over her for her own stupid reasons. I have no clue what the fuck is going on with her and even Lyric doesn’t know how to reach her right now. Paige is destroying everything in her life and pushing everyone who loves her away to the point she’s completely alone in the world. There’s simply no way to reach her and I’m going insane to figure out ways to reach a girl who doesn’t want to be reached.
Today we’re all coming together to transform the clubhouse. My brother wants to get married and he’s willing to do this as a complete surprise for Lyric. She’s exhausted, in pain, and trying to get past the hurt of what Paige is doing. So, his answer to make her happy is to throw her a surprise wedding. He’s going to propose right before they have the ceremony. Personally, I love it and would be thinking of doing the same thing with Paige if she would let me in. I’m all about the surprises and giving my girl what she wants. Paige just needs to get with the program and figure her shit the fuck out. I’m trying so hard not to get fucking angry with her for how she’s behaving.
We’re working in the backyard to get everything ready for the ceremony and reception. Everyone has gotten a ton of chairs, tables, a massive tent to cover anything in case it rains or anything. We’re not supposed to have any rain tomorrow, but you never know in Cedar Bay. The weather can change in an instant. We’ve all been here long enough to know how quick the weather changes and try to prepare for anything to happen when we’re planning an outdoor event. It’s the only thing we can do to ensure Kevlar and Lyric have an amazing day and can celebrate their love.
“Ricochet, can you help me with the chairs? We need to put some out for the ceremony and the rest at the tables,” Hawkeye comes up and asks me as he looks around the yard.
Everyone here is working together to get everything out and decorated the way we feel Lyric would want things. A group of our dads are putting up those twinkling fairy lights around the inside of the tent. There’s flowers in large vases as centerpieces at each table. The ol’ ladies are working on those. They’re tall, but not so tall that we can’t talk to one another as we eat and have fun at the reception. Bikes have been parked on either side of the aisle. Running down the center of the bikes is one of those runner things. It’s white with silver and red double hearts linked together. Things are coming together but I honestly have no clue how we’re gonna hide this shit from Lyric if she comes down to the clubhouse.
Today she doesn’t want to leave the house. Lyric isn’t feeling good and wants to stay in bed all day long. She’s gotten sick a few times today and Kevlar wants to be at her side, but he wants to get this done even more. So, he’s here with us working and helping create Lyric’s perfect day. I guess they’ve talked about their wedding and he’s trying to incorporate everything she told him. So fucking sweet. Our mom is at the house with her while Skylar and a few other ol’ ladies are inside cooking up a storm and making the wedding cake.
“Yeah. I’ll help with the chairs. Where do you wanna start first?” I ask my brother as he leads me toward the stacks of chairs.
“Let’s start at the aisle. That way we know how many chairs to put at the tables without shortin’ chairs for guests. I mean, we’re gonna have to move the chairs to the tables eventually when the ceremony’s over. For now, we can work on that and then we’ll figure out what else needs to be taken care of,” Hawkeye answers me as we each grab as many chairs as we can carry.
For the next few hours I get lost in working with everyone. There are no thoughts of Paige flooding my brain and I’m not trying to figure out how the fuck to get past the enormous walls she’s erected around her heart. I take on one task after another and run around the yard like a chicken with its head cut off. My dad stops me more than once to see if I’m okay and I just nod my head in response to him. I don’t want to get into a conversation about Paige and what’s going on with everyone around. It’s my personal business and out of the three of us, I tend to keep my shit locked down tighter than Kevlar and Hawkeye.
Hawkeye and Kevlar finally corner me when everything else is done. I’ve gone around to everything and made sure nothing is out of place for the fifth or sixth time.
“We’re done, Chance. There’s nothin’ more for us to do here to get ready for tomorrow. The last things that needed to be done are bein’ taken care of by the ol’ ladies. Lyric has no clue what’s goin’ on and if we want to keep it that way, then we need to get the fuck out of here and get the lights shut off. The spotlights will for sure draw Lyric’s attention and I don’t want her comin’ down here thinkin’ we’re havin’ a party or somethin’,” Kevlar tells me, his voice still a growl after weeks of being unable to talk.
Doc warned him there might be lasting effects of what happened to his throat. They don’t even know how it got damaged to begin with. Now, he talks with a growl at all times. None of us tease him because it’s not his fault. Lyric is always telling him she loves his growly voice. She’ll sit there and listen to Kevlar all day long just to hear his voice. I’ve even caught him talking to her stomach when he thinks no one’s at the house. It’s cute as fuck and I can’t wait until I get to experience the same thing.
“Are you sure everythin’ is done? I mean, this has to be perfect for Lyric and I want to make sure that’s happenin’,” I say, looking around the yard once again.
