“Can we talk outside for a minute?” I asked.
She pursed her lips and appeared to be assessing the situation before she gave me a curt nod and said, “Fine.” And with that she grabbed her purse, brushed past me and stalked towards the front door. I watched her ass sway as I followed her out and told my dick to settle the fuck down. No way were we going there again; I was here for one reason and one reason only.
Once we were outside she reached into her purse and pulled out a cigarette. She quickly lit it and took a long drag. God, I hoped she was still sober; last I had heard she was and she looked pretty healthy, but the way she sucked on that cigarette looked like a junkie fixing for their next hit.
“Scott told you I was coming, yeah?” I asked, taking in the glare she had levelled on me. Yep, balls on a plate.
“No,” she snapped, “He said someone was coming but he failed to mention it was you.” She looked like she was going to say something else but took another long drag on her cigarette instead.
“Well, you’ve got me until he pulls me back home so I say we make the best of a shitty situation and put our crap aside.”
She took another long drag on her cigarette, threw it down and ground it out before scowling at me, “You’re a fucking asshole, Jason and for all I care you can go to hell.”
It was time to take my balls back; Scott had pissed me off by making me come here but now Madison was irritating the fuck out of me. “Babe, call me whatever the fuck you want, but trust me when I say that you do not want Nix to find you alone.”
“Don’t call me babe,” she snarled, “And I really don’t think Nix is going to come here looking for me. Scott is overreacting.”
I shook my head. “You’ve got no idea, Madison. The Nix you knew two years ago has nothing on who he is now. Since he became President of Black Deeds...he wouldn’t think twice about fucking over his own mother.”
“Don’t talk to me about what that motherfucker is capable of. I know what he can do and you know that,” she had come close to me and jabbed a finger in my chest.
The anger swirling around us threatened to snap my patience and I flicked my hand out and grabbed her wrist. I managed to startle her and made a quick decision to shock her into understanding just what Nix did to those in his way. Grabbing my phone out with my free hand, I scrolled to a photo and shoved it in her face. “Yeah babe, I know what he did to you, but this...this is what he did to Bec.”
I watched her face pale and let her rip her hand away from mine. She slapped my face which I should have been ready for, knowing her preference for doing that when she was pissed at me. The anger at this whole fucking situation took over me and I shoved her up against the wall behind us keeping one hand on her waist and one on the wall above her head. “Listen the fuck up cause I am not going to repeat myself. Nix is out for blood and I’m betting he hasn’t let go of that shit that went down between you two. He wasn’t ready to let you go, Madison, and nobody walks away from him like you did. Bec tried and what you saw in that picture is what he did to her. You want that to happen to you?”
She stared at me in what I figured was disbelief. “They were together? And he killed her for leaving?”
I loosened my hold on her and stepped back to give her some space. “Now we’re getting somewhere. Yes, from what we’ve heard he raped her and let his guys take a go as well before slitting her throat. They dumped her body outside our clubhouse.”
Madison’s hand flew to her mouth and she let out a sob. Fuck, I hadn’t wanted to have to tell her all that but she’d left me no choice. I knew that shocking her into letting me stay was the only way she would cave. She had tears streaming down her face now and I pulled her close to comfort her. I was surprised as shit when her arms wrapped around me but I hugged her back and let her get her grief out. We stayed like that for about five minutes and it felt good to have her in my arms again but I knew that once she got herself together she would push me away. Fuck, she’d probably slap me again.
We were interrupted by the ringing of my phone. Madison pulled away, wiped her eyes and reached in her purse for a tissue. I focused my gaze on her as I answered my phone. “Yeah?”
It was Scott. “You got her?” He was always to the point; I appreciated that about him, no fucking about.
“Yeah. I think we’ve just come to an agreement.” I raised my eyebrows at Madison, waiting for her acknowledgement that she was going to go along with this. She nodded her head once and I knew it pained her to do so but I was fucking relieved.