Chapter Seventy One
Lincoln
I lean my head against the passenger window, the feeling of a jackhammer pulverizing my brain seems pretty accurate at the moment but I have no one to blame but myself. I know that I shouldn’t have left the hospital yesterday and I most definitely shouldn’t have gotten drunk.
I should have stayed and talked things out with Raleigh, that would have been the mature thing to do. But, I can’t exactly change the way I reacted to the news of her carrying twins. I can only try to fix it.
I’m just not exactly sure of how to go about doing that.
“Ugh!” Aspen groans, pulling me out of me thoughts. Without lifting my head form the coolness of the window, I glance over at her snuggled up against Bos as he asks her what’s wrong and I can’t help but feel a little jealous at how at ease the two of them look with one another, wishing that that could be Raleigh and I. “"Another first day is just what I need." She remarks, her voice laced heavily with sarcasm. "I was so mad at you four that day, I was plotting any and every way that I could get my revenge on you guys…” She mumbles something under her breath but with the pounding in my skull, I miss the uttered words.
“Oh no,” Bos says with a chuckle, as he wraps his arms around her and pulls her deeper into his side. “What is going on in that pretty little head of yours?”
Shaking her head, she glances around the truck, her eyes catching mine and a grin pulls her lips up as she turns her attention to the two in the backseat, chuckling to herself before she says, “Did you guys know that I had been calling you guys the four horsemen for the better part of that day?"
“Seriously?” I ask, shaking my head and laughing but the laugh quickly turns to a wince when pain shoots through my skull at the motion.
"Yup!" Aspen says, popping the "P".
"That's all that you're going to say?" Bos chides as if he can’t believe that she’s holding out on him. "You aren't going to elaborate any more than that? Who was who?"
"Yeah, who was who?" I ask, curiously causing me to turn away from the window until I’m facing her more fully.
"Well," she says, looking up to the roof of the truck and tapping her finger against her bottom lip as if she were trying to remember. "Boston was Pestilence," she said, garnering a snorted laugh out of Dallas from the backseat.
"That's why you would call me Pest, isn't it?" Boston says, his eyes widening at the realization.
"You caught that did ya?" she says with a smirk. Then she turns her attention to me, "Lincoln," she says drawing my name out as she watches me, building up the moment. Finally she relents, a smile breaking out across her face as she chuckles and says, "You were Famine."
"And what about us?" Dal asks once more, piping up from behind us.
"You, Dallas, I dubbed as Deat,” she starts laughing in the middle of speaking, and frankly it’s quite funny, because, Dal as the bringer of death…just the thought has me cracking up laughing.
"Sorry," she finally manages to get out between bouts of laughter, "but t-that is so not a f-fitting n-name for you." She says, her laughter finally getting under control. "You are like one of the most chill people that I have ever met, definitely not the bringer of death."
"And I guess that makes me War?" Jax questions with a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth and this look in his eye that if it were on anyone else would mean bad news, but coming from Jax, I’m not sure what to make of it, especially with how he’s been as of late.
Out of all of us, Jax is definitely the one that seems to kind of have a dark side.
I’m just worried that with everything that’s happened, that he’s decided to give in to it.
"Well, guys, let's get the shitshow over with—again," Aspen says with a frustrated sigh.
"Only today," Bos begins to say, but I cut in to finish with, "The Four Horsemen got your back *Little Sister*."
We all pile out of the truck and start heading for the school but I have something important to do before I go inside.
Pulling up Raleigh’s contact, I hit the call button and hope like hell that she will answer.
The line goes straight to voicemail and it’s only then that I remember that she lost her phone in the fire.
“Fuck,” I mutter to myself as I press the red end call button and try Rowan.
“What the fuck do you want?” He growls in answer, picking up on the first ring.
I release a sigh, knowing that I deserve his hatred towards me. “Look, I know that I fucked up. I just want to talk to her, try to make it right.”
“The right thing would have been to not have walked out on the mother of your fucking children!” He shouts and it’s so loud that I have to pull the phone away from my ear.
“I *know*! But I can’t change what I’ve already done.” I say, hoping he will just give me the chance to fix this. “All I can do now is beg for her forgiveness and try to make it right.” Then, after a moment, I say, “I love her, man. I just, I got overwhelmed and freaked the fuck out.”
The line is silent for several long moments before he says, “I’ll talk to her.” Then the line goes dead.
It’s not exactly the answer that I wanted but it’s the one that I deserve. And, at least it wasn’t a no.
The others are still waiting at the door for me as I pocket my phone and head their way.
“Sorry,” I say with a shrug. “I might have handled some things badly and now I’m trying to fix my fuck up.”
“She will forgive you,” Aspen tells me, as she looks up at Bos with love-filled eyes and a smile that I would do anything to see Raleigh aiming in my direction.
“I really hope so,” I mutter to myself as we walk through the door leading into the school.
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