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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 65 Overnighted
Scarlett opened up the pill bottles and counted out that night's dose. The only time she was pain free was when she took medication at night. She could get through the day pain because she knew she could kill the pain at night and sleep.
It was vital for her mental health to know that she could be pain free. The idea of being in unrelenting pain with no means to kill it, frightened her. Life would no longer be worth living.
Killing the day pain wasn't a great option for her because the pain medication impaired her ability to think. She couldn't drive or do anything that required thought. She could stare blankly at TV. That was about it.
She wasn't looking at days, but weeks before she would be better. If she were brutally honest, it would be months before she would recover completely. Her physical condition helped her keep Jax at a physical distance, but she wasn't sure how long he would be patient.
The knock on her door caught her by surprise. Jax and housekeeping were the only visitors to her room. It was too late for housekeeping and she had just seen Jax earlier. She almost didn't go to her door because she'd been brushing her teeth. Walking to the door was slow and painful. Every small step she took sent jarring pain up her spine. When she opened her motel room door, she was surprised to see Jax walking away.
She was happy to see him again. It was silly to be happy. She'd seen him less than two hours ago. When he told her he had a present for her, she'd been surprised. The grabber had been the perfect present. Some guys went the easy route and brought flowers. Jax's gift was perfect.
He had put thought into it and got her something she needed. It reminded her of the time she'd passed out. He stopped at a convenience store and got her soft drinks to drink before she got out of bed. Those were more romantic gifts to her than a dozen roses.
Something just didn't seem right about Jax. She couldn't put her finger on what was wrong, but he was different. Her intuition was pretty good. Her only big failure was in accepting a marriage proposal from a psycho killer. That had been a huge failure.
She wanted to believe that she'd learned a lesson and would never make that same mistake again, but she was afraid that it might be the kind of mistake she would make over and over again with different men for as long as she could keep herself alive.
She wasn't worried about getting her heart broken. She didn't believe she would ever fall in love. She was worried that she might be a magnet for deranged men. So far, Jax didn't seem dangerously unhinged.
When he said that he wanted to stay for awhile, she was sure that something was wrong. She asked him if SWAT were going to blow up her motel room door.
"No, I'm not running from the law," Jax said. "Your motel room door is safe from being detonated."
"That's a relief. I took my pain meds and sleeping pills about fifteen minutes ago. In maybe ten minutes, twenty minutes or later—I really don't know when, I lose my memory. That means I won't remember anything. While I still have memory, I wanted you to know that. If you want to hang out here, you can."
"I'll leave before you lose your memory," Jax said.
"You don't have to do that," Scarlett said.
She wrapped her arms around Jax's waist and nestled her head against his chest.
"You can stay the night if you like."