She clung to me all the way to Law's, which took a few hours. I think she cried some back there, I felt the wetness hit my cheek when the wind was just right and my visor was up. I hated like fuck that this shit was happening, that we hadn't even had time to really get to know each other before shit went south. On the other hand I was proud of her for standing up, that shit was long overdue. And though I think somehow she knew she was in no danger from me, I was happy as fuck that she felt safe enough with me to do her thing. Now I'm gonna have to find a way to make this shit up to her, to show her what she means to me. I'd never given much thought to the balance in a relationship, I just always knew that shit was gonna be my way end of story. That shit was all well and good, but the crying and the hurt was not part of the fucking deal, that's where I draw the line. I signaled to the others who were flanking me that it was time for a stop. We pulled into the
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