Page 69 of Knuckles
Shit, she looks pissed, and even I have to admit a pissed-off Clark is a scary Clark.
I clear my throat and admit, “You missed it, just…”
“You fucking got married without us?!” Cage shouts, “I thought you were locked up, you dickhead!”
I bite my bottom lip to stop my laughter while my wife,my wife, leans her head against my shoulder.
I make eye contact with my dad as Clark spins round and every brother takes a step back with a little bit of fear as she growls, “This is all your fault! I missed my best friend's wedding!”
“I recorded it, Clark,” Kodi’s dad admits hesitantly, and she growls at the brothers, a recording clearly not good enough. I don’t take my eyes off my dad, who nods, a little bit of sadness etching his eyes, but also pride.
Fuck, I don’t think, not since I patched into the club, has he ever looked at me like this.
I clear my throat and state, “Look, we just wanted it to be intimate. If you all want to throw a wedding reception, then you can this weekend.”
Cage glares at me while Trick winces at his old lady's loud growl, and my eyes widen.
Crap, she’s really pissed.
“Clark,” my girl says softly, and the woman spins, her face red with anger, tears shining in her eyes that make me soften slightly.
Kodi whispers, “I love you, thank you for being my friend,” and Clark’s tears fall as she nods. Trick wraps an arm around his woman's waist and whispers, “I’m sorry, buttercup,” and she sniffles, causing all the brothers to flinch, hating her tears more than her anger.
They fucked up.
I smile slightly, seeing her giving Trick her weight and I murmur, “Let's go back to the club for one drink before I take my girl home, yeah?”
A lot of grumbles echo, but the brothers listen, one by one, turning and walking away, but not without glaring at me, and I have to hold in my laughter.
Who knew missing a wedding would piss them off?
I guess maybe they do care, huh?
***
“How are you doing, son?” my dad asks as he slides up next to me at the club's bar while I watch my girl laugh with Clark, her eyes bright.
“I’m doing good, despite everything. Kodi, she, fuck, she’s brought me back to life,” I admit and Dad hums.
“And your mom?” he asks, and I swallow hard.
“She wanted forgiveness, but I never got the chance to see if it was genuine or if she was using me, and I think that's what I’ve struggled with,” I confess, and he sighs.
“I can’t speak for your mom,” he says, “She trapped me, there is no doubt about it and yeah I fucked up a lot over the years and there is no excuse for my behavior, there is no excuse for me neglecting you and missing the signs of you being abused. What I can tell you, is that if you want to forgive her, if it helps put you at peace, then you can, son, it’s okay to mourn because despite everything, she was still your mother.”
I swallow but nod, and he asks, “Can you ever forgive me? Forgive the club?”
I look at my girl as she grabs her phone, and I murmur, “I’m trying, Dad, just give me some time,” and he sniffles, but I don’t look away from Kodi as she answers her phone with a gasp, “Alexiana?”
The music stops, and everyone looks at my wife, Crusher, standing instantly from near the other end of the bar and fuck. I’m so glad Cage ordered all the bunnies out, so the bitch who always tries to hang off his arm isn’t going to find out about this call.
“I hear you’re a wife,” I hear Alexiana say, and Crusher slowly stalks towards my girl, but I don’t move because she, the amazing woman that she is, proves that she’s willing to try with the club for me and puts her phone on speaker.
I’m a lucky fucker.
“I am, but who would have thought it, huh?” Kodi replies, and I push off the bar as my dad pats my back, and I walk over to her, but not to grab Crusher.
She stands as I get near, and I wrap my arm around her waist just as Alexiana whispers, “I thought it, even when you closed yourself off, I knew you deserved all the happiness in the world, and I’m so proud of you for overcoming your fears, Kodi, for allowing someone, even if he is in the MC, to make you happy.”
