I roll my eyes and take a bite. My stomach growls loudly and he shakes his head. Alright, so I guess I’m hungry. “Fine, there’s a bite. Now tell me what happens.”
“We are worried about gettin
g him out, we’ll figure out the rest when he’s home,” he says.
“This is bullshit!” I yell.
He points to the sandwich and I angrily take another bite. “Yeah, it is bullshit, but there’s nothing we can do.”
“If I had tears left, I’d cry at that comment, Finn,” I say.
He opens the water bottle and hands it to me. I take a sip and he nods. “Why don’t you come hang out with us. Have a drink, relax.”
I shake my head, sipping the water again. “No. I can’t watch everyone enjoy life while Riley is in mortal danger.”
He looks at the sandwich again and I take another bite. “He’s not in mortal danger, Gillian. He’s probably in isolation. Which is probably driving him crazier because he has no one to talk to about his dick,” he jokes.
If I wasn’t so miserable, I’d find it funny, but I just force a grin. “He’s scared and alone.” I take another bite because I know he won’t say anything unless I do and lift my eyebrows.
He laughs lightly, saying, “It’s not the first time he’s spent a few days locked up. He knows how to pass the time.”
I finish off the sandwich and hand him my plate. “It’s the first time I’ve had to deal with it,” I mumble.
“Exactly, so come be with people.”
“No, I’m gonna go to sleep,” I say.
He shakes his head, walking to the door. “It’s only six o’clock, the damn sun is still up.”
I let him leave and lay down. Time is irrelevant at this point. It’s going unbelievably slow. I stare at the ceiling wondering what Riley is doing at this very moment. Is he thinking of me? Is he eating? Is he really in isolation?
The horrible thoughts of what could be happening play over and over in my head. I keep imagining him getting ganged up on and not being able to protect himself. I see it in my nightmares and when I’m awake.
I know they are doing everything they can, but it doesn’t help me. I’m scared and Riley’s not here to make me feel safe. I need him.
The tears I thought had dried up begin to run down my face. If he doesn’t get out I’ll break completely. I’ll never be the same. I’ll be locked in misery like he is right now.
I’ll be destroyed.
Chapter 17
Riley
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I keep my back to the wall, making sure I can see every angle. I’m fucking man enough to admit that I’m scared. I’m a walking target. I see it in their eyes. I’m sure that piece of shit agent has put a hit on me and even if he didn’t, there are so many guys in here from rival MC’s that would love to get some revenge.
I’ve been in touch with my lawyer, but of course they are making it as hard as possible to get a bail hearing. This fucking dirty agent really played me. I’ve got all kinds of charges because of him. They don’t have any evidence right now, but I know they are digging. I was careful, but I trust no one. I’ve only got myself to rely on in here and it’s a fucked up feeling. I’m used to having my back covered and that is not the case now.
This isn’t the first time I’ve been in jail, but it is the first time I’m here on my own. That’s why I’m so on edge. Even if I had one other member with me, I’d be fine, but being alone makes it a totally different game.
When they dragged me in, I was enraged. I couldn’t get my phone call fast enough. I had to make sure everyone, especially Gillian, was safe. When Porter told me she was there with him my adrenaline started to wear off and I could feel the full extent of my shattered heart. I let her down and she may not feel that way, but I do. I promised her I’d protect her and while she’s safe right now, she’s hurting. I didn’t protect her from the pain of me being gone. It makes this that much harder to handle.
“Back inside,” the guard yells.
I wait for everyone to start going in before I do. I fucking hate when I can’t see in every damn direction. My body is tense and I’m constantly on high alert. They are all loud and I can never tell if a fight is about to start or if they’re just being assholes. I’ve seen a lot of fights and it’s like a chain reaction. One fight turns into almost everyone throwing punches.
“Giddens! Move your ass!” the guard shouts.