All Chapters of The Heaven Hill Generations Series: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Wild"You want another one?" I ask Addie as she finishes off her second Crown and Coke. She's sat here all night, those dark eyes of hers following me as I work at the bar. Watching intently as I deliver drinks to waitresses who've dropped orders off, and the lonely fuckers who crowd around the table top every night. Even though I've only been here for a short amount of time I've gotten to know some of them. The way they come in here every night to numb their pain gets to me. Makes me wonder if that's how I'll end up – an old man, alone with no family nursing a lowball of Jack every night – which if you want to look deep is probably why I've taken Addie up so easily on her offer.One night that I don't have to spend alone in some foreign fucking apartment that stinks. A mattress, the origins of which I don't know. Someone could have died on it, for all the background I was given. None of the shit I have besides my bike and the clothes on my back are mine, but maybe just for one nig

Addie"Well you look like you had a good time over the weekend." I'm picking Tatum up from Cash's shop so the two of us can go get our hair done together. I haven't seen her in a few days, and as my eyes travel over her face, she looks like an entirely different person. I wonder if I look different to her too. Wonder if she can tell things have been changing for me, that I've been spending more time than I should at Mayhem, that I'm getting closer than I need to be to Wild. I'd love to tell her about what all is going on with me, but this is her time, this is her love story with Rem, I have nothing to do with it.When we get far enough away from the shop, she lets out the girliest scream I've ever heard from her. "It was absolutely amazing!"I face her, my eyes shining with a laughter that I'm trying to keep to myself. "I'm excited for you and so happy that the two of you got to spend time together."As far as I know the two of them haven't done the deed yet, and this is my

AddieSitting at the table in the middle of the clubhouse with Wild a few chairs down from me is not a position I'd ever thought I'd be in the day after we slept together. Life is what it is though, and sometimes that bitch likes to throw curveballs. Luckily for me, the people at this table are inquisitive fuckers. "How'd you end up here?" Mom asks as she passes him the bread. Never mind he's already answered the question a few times, she still wants it answered again.He's nice though, doesn't even sigh as he pushes into the explanation again. "My bike threw a rod right off exit twenty-eight. Coasted into the gas station, and they showed up." He points to Jagger and Layne. "Pretty lucky for you." She eyes Steele."Yeah, somebody told me you all watch that exit, but I'm very glad you do.""I'm pretty sure that somebody was Skunk. For some reason he seems to act like we're the government. He's got so many conspiracy theories surrounding us and this place, I'm surprised he

AddieI shouldn't be here. I absolutely shouldn't be here. The thought keeps running through my head as I exit my SUV, letting the door slam loudly. Truth be told I'm not really in the mood tonight, but I want to see Wild. I'm dying to know what happened with the house Jagger took him to see, and we've not exchanged phone numbers, so it's not like I can text him.Tate is out with Remy again, and instead of being stuck alone, I decide very quickly that I'd much rather be watching Wild mix a few drinks behind the bar. And maybe later, I can entice him with the barely-there bra and panty set I have on under this dress.A smile on my face, I plant my feet on the asphalt, get my bearings, and start walking for the entrance. It's a cold night, spitting rain, almost sleet, but I wore this dress and these heels for the man behind the bar, and I'll be damned if he doesn't see me in them. My fingers are reaching for the front door when I feel someone grab me from behind and drag me behind

WildThe water flowing through my hair feels better than I ever imagined it would. There have been times in my life where I wasn't in a position to be able to take a shower. When clean clothes weren't an option, and when hygiene wasn't at the forefront of my mind – surviving was. But since I've been out on my own, not having to worry about others, I've made it a point not to be who I was before. That kid in school who wore dirty clothes, who maybe hadn't had a shower in a few days, and who looked like they could use a brush through their hair. Seeing the way I had looked in that mirror today? It'd taken me back to a time I thought I'd moved far away from. Knowing that Addie came over to help me? Means the world to me, even if she'll never know it. "That feels so good," I moan as she cups her hand over my forehead and pours the warm water with a cup. She's kind of helped me shower and given me a sponge bath when my legs could no longer handle my weight. She changed into a pair o