Trigger (Broken Angels, MC Book Three)

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Fourteen: Trigger

When Morgan first arrived at the clubhouse with Megan, he would freak out every time he saw her. He was worried that he would have to go back with her. He would have sudden outbursts of anger if her name was even mentioned around him. He started going to see Ali a few times a week. We were able to drop the visits to once a week starting next week. The outburst he had in the truck was unexpected. Alanis handled it like a champ though. I hadn’t been able to talk to her about his mental and physical health since we just started talking again since she came here. I knew how she was doing because I had a prospect on her. Just because I was busy with my son, didn’t mean I have eyes on my woman. I needed to get my shit handled before we combined our lives as one.

After we got back on the road, Morgan put on his calming music and fell asleep shortly after. It wasn’t a long drive, just a couple hours, but his episodes take a lot out of him. I’m pretty sure he gets part of that attitude from me, but a big part also plays into the fact that his mother did what she did to him. He’s got big aspirations for his life, and I’ll be damned if anyone holds him back from achieving his goals. I’ll make damn sure he gets everything he wants out of life. If he wants a new mom, I’ll give him that. I can never replace his mother, but I can give him someone better and I can also tell that I chose right in claiming the woman sitting next to me staring out of the window. I’ve had her hand in mine since we took off again and she hasn’t moved once.

We have about twenty minutes left until we reach the hotel where we’re staying. We decided to make an impromptu mini vacation out of it before the parents leave for their trip. I’m pretty sure they decided to travel around the UK over the year. After the game we decided to go out to dinner and then back to the hotel to hang out. I decided to go ahead and explain what I can because when we get into that room tonight, there won’t be much talking between us. I plan on being buried deep inside her sweet heat until the sun rises.

“When Morgan first came to the clubhouse with Megan, he was trying to get Aliana to stop attacking her. When Megan and I were together in high school, I thought she was the one for me. I was going to ask her to marry me right after graduation, but she didn’t show. When I went to her house, I found a note telling me that she was killed in a hit and run. The note made it out to seem as if she was sneaking out to meet me, but she was going to meet her other boyfriend. Anyway, she came to the clubhouse last month and Aliana went after her. Everyone knows what her leaving did to me. It sent me to a dark place.” I start, bringing her out of her thoughts.

“So, when she showed up and Ali was on her, Morgan was screaming for her to stop because she was hurting his mom. I later found out that he was more scared of his mother locking him up in a room again after finally getting out. When he told me everything that she had done to him, I saw red. I’m still trying to learn everything that happened, but I wanted to put a bullet in her head, and I have never wanted to harm a woman, but with every truth that came out, I wanted to hurt her. Over the past month, I’ve been taking Morgan to doctors’ appointments, appointments at the school to see where he was intellectually and taking him to appointments with Ali.” She’s listening to me intently and squeezing my hand every so often.

“I found out that he’s a year behind where he should be, so I was working with the school to get him in the same classes as Murdock because the two of them became instant friends. Murdock can calm him down easier than I can, which I still don’t understand, and I don’t think I ever will. It’s a bond that they formed from the first time they met.” I take deep breath before continuing.

“At the doctors, they ran every test under the sun, and determined he was just severely malnourished. He was lucky to come out of that situation without anything major wrong medically. With his education and medical stuff taken care of, I was still waiting for word from Aliana about his mental health. It turns out he has intermittent explosive disorder. He has burst of rage, as you saw, when Megan’s name is even mentioned. It was even worse when she was around. With Ali seeing him constantly and his medication, and his calming music that he listens to, he’s gotten better. That’s the first episode he’s had in two weeks. I know it’s not going to go away overnight, and I don’t expect it to. That’s why he exploded when you brought her up.”

She’s quiet for a minute, digesting what I had just told her. I hope she doesn’t think it’s too much to handle. I want her in our lives and Morgan does as well. “I understand why you disappeared for the time that you did. However, I wish you would have come to me. I would have loved to help with it all. You claimed me that day and then just disappeared. I’ve got too much going on to play games. I’m not going to sit at my phone waiting for you to call. I’ve got a teenage daughter and a full-time job.” I understand where she’s coming from.

“I never thought I would let another woman into my life. After how broken I was after I found out about Megan’s death, I closed myself off. I went into the Marines and did two tours, instead of one, before I came home and took over for my father. I had my heart enclosed in a block of ice that was encased in cement. Those layers were surrounded by walls that should have been impenetrable, but the moment my son came into the clubhouse, those walls and layers started crumbling. Then you walked into the clubhouse and the rest of my defenses went out the window.” I tell her. We’re about five minutes from the hotel now, and I want her to understand where I’m coming from. I want her to know that I was just worried about getting this stuff handled before she came into our lives, and I was afraid that it might be too much for her to handle.

“I haven’t been with anyone since Posey’s father. Romantically or sexually. It’s just been Posey and I for fifteen years. It’s not going to be easy getting used to having a man in my life. Let alone two of them. I’m glad that you explained everything to me. It all makes more sense and now all the puzzle pieces have started to fall into place. I would love to have you two in my life. I want to get to know you. I want to get to know Morgan and I want you two to get to know me and Posey.” She tells me. I bring her hand to my mouth and kiss each of her knuckles. We spend the rest of the ride in silence. A newfound understanding between us. I never thought I’d have an ol’ lady, but I do, and I wouldn’t change it for anything.

When we get to the hotel we’re staying at, Morgan has woken up and is in a better mood. It kills me to see him suffer the way he does because of her actions. It also makes the red that clouds my vision a permanent fixture now-a-days. No child should have to go through what he did. He could have had a great life. I would have still gone into the Marines, but for a different reason. I would have done it to make a life for my son as well as following in my father’s footsteps and fighting for the freedom of my country. I would have had a reason to only do one tour. “Hey dad, can we get something to snack on before the game? I’m a little hungry.” That’s another thing that has gotten better. He doesn’t shy away from asking for something to eat. If he’s hungry he knows that he can go and get himself something to eat. He only does this at home, the clubhouse, and my parent’s house. I’m not raising him to be a caveman.

“Yeah bud. Let’s get checked into the room and then we’ll grab something on the way to the game, or we can grab something from the game. It’s up to you.” I tell him as I park near the bikes that belong to my brothers.

“We can wait until the game. Maybe Posey will want something. She might be hungry too.” He says nonchalantly.

“On game days I pack her a few protein bars and Gatorades. She doesn’t like to eat a lot before a game. It could make her sick, but I’m sure if you brought her something, she’d take it in a heartbeat.” Alanis says. I remember not being able to eat much before a big game. Being on the football field, sweating, running, and getting slammed around by the opposing team members didn’t make for an easy time keeping food down. I learned that the hard way.

“Okay. Let’s go get checked in and get our stuff to the room. We have an hour before the game starts and I want to get a good seat, and a spot that has enough seats for the brood we brought with us.” I tell them. I get out and go to help Alanis out of the car, but my son has beat me to it. I grab her hand in mine when she’s out of the truck and Morgan rushes over to Murdock. They arrived a few minutes after we did. “We’ll come back for our stuff when we check in.” I pull open the door for Alanis and let her walk in before I do and follow her to the check in counter. She doesn’t know it, but I called ahead and had her room switched to a suite that she’ll share with me and the kids. It’s a two-bedroom suite so the kids will have to share a room, but that’s better than having them in the same room as us. I don’t want them to hear, or see, as drop my swimmers off into her pool.

“Hello. How can I help you?” The lady at the front desk asks, not trying to hide her attempts at checking me out. I pull Alanis in front of me and wrap my arms around her waist before I talk.

“Reservation for Holiday.” I tell her. She clicks a few buttons on her keyboard. Her cheeks have turned a bright red and when I look behind me and see my brothers, I know why.

“I see you have one of the suites. The reservation for four?” She asks, adding a purr to her words.

“That’s the one. I didn’t want to skimp on the finer things that my wife and children deserve.” I tell her, giving her a pointed glare. The boys behind me snicker while Ali and Hannah full out laugh. The women of this club don’t take kindly to women throwing themselves at their ol’ men and not taking the hint that’s thrown at them.

“You’ll never get a man acting like that. Don’t be so desperate. It doesn’t suit a woman.” Alanis pipes in, shocking the ever-loving shit out of me. She can hold her own, that’s for sure, and I’ve just learned that. She’s not only a little minx, but a spitfire too. She’ll fit in great with the others. “Seriously. You’re a beautiful woman, don’t lower yourself to that level.” The woman blushes again, but this time in embarrassment, and quickly gets our keys and tells us our room number. I don’t think Alanis said it to embarrass the girl, but she was embarrassed. I don’t know why women think that they need to lower their self-worth and throw themselves at men. They deserve better than that.

“We’re going to go get our things and put them in the room. We’ll meet you all at the game?” I ask before turning to Morgan. “Hey kid, you riding with us or someone else?”

“I’ll ride with you guys. Can Murdock ride with us?” He questions.

“If it’s okay with his mom and dad, it’s okay with us.” Alanis answers instead. “You need to go get your stuff out of the truck and put it in the room though.” The mom in her has spoken. Morgan nods before doing as he’s told with us following him. Time to get settled and over to the school. I’m excited to see Posey play for the first time. The women talk about it all the time and I can’t wait to see it in person.

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