Griffin by Marie James

Author:Marie James [James, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: MC Romance
Publisher: Marie James
Published: 2019-08-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Ivy

“Here,” Delilah whispers. My eyes are swollen and irritated from crying, but the blur of a wet wipe fills my vision. “Use this to get the blood off your hands.”

I do as I’m instructed, but Jared’s nose bleed was so bad, the blood isn’t just relegated to my hands. My forearms, shirt, and even my skirt have specks of red on them.

“Calm down,” Delilah urges when I turn frantic to get his blood off me.

“Did you see the look in his eyes?” I ask without pulling my eyes from the wipe in my hands. “He was crazy.”

“He was probably drunk,” Lawson mutters. He must have spoken with either Morrison or Cannon. They’ve been involved both times in retrieving his bike because he was too intoxicated to get it himself.

“He wasn’t.” I shake my head because that fact confuses me even more. “I didn’t smell it on his breath.”

“I’d be ready to kill if I caught my girl up against the wall making out with some other guy,” Jameson murmurs.

Gigi tears into him for his comment, but I don’t have the energy to pay her any mind.

“I’m not his girlfriend.”

Delilah looks at me with sympathy, but it’s the look in Jameson’s eyes when they meet mine in the rearview mirror that crushes my soul. It’s so similar to the way my dad looked at Gigi when she was acting out. Disappointment drags my shoulders forward, and I have to break the eye contact.

“Where are we going?” I ask when the lights of the town begin to fade.

“Home,” Jameson answers.

“Please, no,” I beg. “I can’t go home like this.”

My hands start to shake again.

“We can get a hotel room,” Gigi offers.

“No,” Jameson grunts, rejecting her idea immediately.

“No? It’s a perfect idea,” Gigi argues.

“Two big guys heading into a hotel room with three young girls?” Lawson snorts. “More like the worst idea ever.”

Jameson grunts his agreement.

“Oh, please.” Gigi pouts. “We can drop those three off at a hotel. Now that I think about it, I hate the idea of being away from Amelia for an entire night.”

“It’s only ten,” Lawson says as the light on his watch fills the back of the SUV. “We can head down to the park and chill for a little before heading back to the clubhouse.”

Jameson must accept this idea because he pulls into a driveway before backing out and turning to head back into town.

I remain silent in the back, my sobs periodically making my shoulders shake. I don’t care where we end up so long as it’s not the clubhouse. My mental state, along with the condition of my smeared makeup, would raise too many questions if we go back there now.

Jameson and Gigi don’t make a move to get out of the vehicle when we pull up to the park, but Delilah clasps my hand and leads me away from them. I don’t know where he goes, but Lawson doesn’t join us on the picnic table.

“Where’s Melissa?” I ask, feeling like an awful friend for only now thinking about her.

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