Epilogue
Cara
Eight Months Later
I never knew my life would turn out the way it has. Nor did I know that I wanted it to. Last summer, I left for school in New York on a mission to find my independence from my family. Needing to become the woman I thought I was supposed to be rather than be the little sister I was known as.
Meaning I left to get the space needed from my brother. I love him to death but Coyote has always been overprotective. However, if I knew what would happen a few months after our huge blow out, I would have hugged my brother as close to me as I could.
Hell, I would have begged him to bring me home. I could have gone to school closer. But everything happens for a reason and only God knows the answers to them.
After the Dragons Fire MC kidnapped and raped me, I thought that would be the worst experience of my entire life.
I was wrong.
The worst would be seeing the man you love with all your heart nearly die because of a vendetta that started a war. One that scares me far more than anything else could.
Dicky or Spark, whatever his name is ran us off the road, vanished into thin air, taking most of his men with him. The only ones Nerd and his brothers were able to find were Mountain and the one who was actually a prospect but wore the Prez patch under Spark’s command. He’d wanted to screw with my head before he took his pleasure in raping me.
I still go see Doctor Lanston, although now I talk about the night, I thought I lost Nerd.
According to Lanston, I had PTSD which he’d mentioned before, only now, it’s shifted from what happened to me with the rape to the accident and what happened after.
I didn’t think it was possible, but choosing Nerd was what helped me over come one trauma, but I’m hit with another. One to me is far worse than anything else. I wouldn’t wish losing someone you love on anyone.
My brother lost his best friend a long time ago and it still affects him. Shadow told me about what happened with his brother and how it screwed him up. Now they’re both happy and have boys to look after. Two little boys that I’ll get to enjoy babysitting after I start my daycare.
It’s ironic really that things in life can bring so much perspective. Here I thought I wanted to become a psychologist, but found my passion is working with children. I understand them and they need someone to trust and look out for them as they learn and grow.
“Hey, babygirl, you about ready?” Nerd calls from the doorway. Arms crossed over his chest.
Today we’re laying my mom to rest. Coyote and I got the word a week ago that she passed away in her sleep. We knew it was from a broken heart. One that was long since needed to heal. Coyote and I decided we didn’t want a huge event or anything for the funeral. Just a graveside memorial as they lowered her into the ground.
Finishing with the brush I was using to get the knots out of my hair, I put it down and smile at my man.
God, I love calling him that.
My man.
My Nerd.
Nick.
He’s my everything and I absolutely love him.
I don’t know what I’d do without him. He’s my life.
When Rage told me to talk to someone, I didn’t realize when I made the choice I did I would be where I am. But I’m more than grateful for Rage pushing me into talking.
“Yeah, I’m ready. But, um, first, did you see how Ranger was acting last night?” I ask, bringing up what happened last night at the club the girls decided to drag me to.
I didn’t want to go but everyone thought it would be good for me. Turns out it was fun. I got my mind off of today and knowing Nerd was there with me the entire time did wonders. I was able to have fun and not be scared something would happen to me again.
While at the club, we’d run into a few of the nurses that Tinsley works with and Ranger nearly lost his shit and confronted one of them hauling her out of the club. I swore he was going to throw her over his shoulder if she kept resisting him.
Grinning, Nerd shook his head. “Yeah, I saw them. Those two have been dancing around each other going on three years now, babygirl. She left for a bit and didn’t say shit to him. Now that she’s back, I highly doubt Ranger’s going to put up with anymore of her shit,” he chuckles.
“Who was she?” I ask in curiosity.
“You’ll find out soon, but if I’m not mistaken Victoria and Raven call her Harpy,” he states as I get close to him.
“Oh, okay. Well I guess I’ll meet her eventually,” I shrug and wrap my arms around his waist.
“Yeah, babygirl, you will. For now, though, let’s get through the day. Tomorrow I’m thinking we’re disappearing. No phones. No answering the door. No nothing. Just you and me in our bed where I can love you all fuckin’ day.”
“Hm, I like that idea. Can we actually start this plan when we get home this evening?” I ask.
“Fuck yeah, babygirl. Whatever you want. It’s yours,” he murmurs.
“Then does that mean if I want a baby, you’ll give me one?” I whisper.
“Cara, I’ll give you the fuckin’ moon if that’s what you choose.” And there you go another reason I love this man.
“I love you, Nick,” I say giving him a smile gaining one in return.
“Love you too, woman. And just so you know you were my choice too.”
God how much my life has changed in the past year due to choices I
