Jett
What the f**k had I done?
As I took off up the road, I couldn’t see anything for the tears that streamed from my eyes nothing but her face.
Deathly pale.
The jagged wound in her neck.
A wound I had put there.
And all I could taste was her blood in my mouth.
What the f**k had I done?
I….
Losing her.
The sight of her face going slack , her eyes widening as she drifted away.
I had failed.
Failed Diablo , held his body as his life’s blood seeped between my fingers. I had failed my club when I hadn’t spotted and that threat.
And I hadn’t just failed my mate, I had ripped into her.
Like a f*****g animal.
I was a f*****g animal.
As I slowed the bike in front of the decrepit house I saw it for how I wanted it to be and not how it was.
I didn’t see the peeling paint and o
