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"Finally left our room, huh?"
I open my eyes and turn my head to the right. Our room—nope, not going there right now.
Snake leans against the clubhouse's metal wall, which looks like a warehouse on the outside but is pretty awesome on the inside with a rustic feeling. He's in a black suit, but his cut is over his black shirt instead of a jacket, and I swallow hard. Out here, I can pretend today isn't happening; I can pretend I'm alone with no one around. I can think in my mind that she's still here with us, that my parents haven't lost a daughter, and that I haven't lost a sister, but seeing Snake in all black means it's real.
Today is Mary's funeral.
Snake sighs when I don't speak to him. He pushes his body off the clubhouse wall as I look forward. I focus on the club's playground, mostly for Breaker's son, as Snake stands before me.
One moment, I'm sitting, and the next, he's lifted me up, taken my seat, and placed me on his lap sideways so my feet are on the seat next to us. The silver butterfly sparkled on my pumps.
Mary loved butterflies.
Snake starts to run his fingers through my hair as I place my head on his shoulder. I know I shouldn't let him comfort me when I'm conflicted about what to do with us. I love him, but he hurt me, and sitting on his lap is not helping the decision I need to make for us, but I need this. I need someone else to be strong for once; I need to be selfish.
I'm tired of being strong.
Snake starts to move the swing seat with his foot, and I close my eyes, pretending he never hurt me, pretending I never let him push me away because I'm afraid of losing someone else like I didn't let his words carry on that day when all I had to do was cut in and bring Doc over as his chest rumbles against my ear as he rasps, "It's almost time to leave Spitfire."
I nod slightly before whispering, "I don't want to say goodbye."
He hums, holding me tighter, "I know, baby, I know, but if you don't, you'll regret it for the rest of your life," He presses his nose to the top of my head as I grip his cut in my hand, "I'll be with you every step of the way, Sarah, holding you tightly; let me be your strength, baby."
A few tears fall, and I give him a small nod before he squeezes me tight and stands, keeping me in his arms, bridal style. I place my face into the crook of his neck, not removing my grip on his cut, as he walks us towards the backdoor. Sniper is already standing there, also wearing black, his eyes showing concern for me. I close mine, hoping to block everyone out as we head inside the common room, where my ma… Snake will lead everyone outside to their bikes and cars.
When we get outside and beside Hunt –damn it – Snakes bike, he gently lowers me to the ground but keeps his arm wrapped around my waist, his left hand going to my cheek, cupping it to make me look into his beautiful eyes as his thumb rubs my cheek before he places his forehead against mine, everything around us fading like it normally does with him.
Why did he have to hurt me? Why did I have to let him?
"Okay, Spitfire. You're going on the back of my bike. I won't put a helmet on you for this one time," I blink up at him, "When we get to your parent's house, your sister will be there," my tears fall. He wipes them for me, pain etching his features, "There will be a car that your parents and you will be traveling in while myself and my brothers lead you all to the church," I squeeze his shirt tightly. The thought of being in a closed-off environment, like a car with my parents and their grief, automatically compresses the air out of my lungs. Snake holds me tighter, "If... when we get there, and you cannot stomach getting off my bike, just squeeze me tighter, baby, and I'll give your dad the one-finger salute signal we agreed on, okay?"
More tears fall, and I nod my head once, making him give me a weak smile before kissing my forehead, lingering for a few moments before bikes rev to indicate the brothers are ready to go, making Snake back up. He climbs on his green Harley before holding his hand out to me to climb on.
Wait, green Harley?
I look at his bike again with wide eyes before looking at him. His lips tilt in a half-smirk.
The ass changed the color of his bike to my eye color.
Damn, he's good.
I shake my head and place my hand in his before climbing on. My black body suit and jacket make it easy before I wrap my arms around his waist, my forehead going between his shoulder blades. He revs his bike as his hand squeezes my calf before pulling out of the clubhouse and heading to my parent's place.
It doesn't take long before we get there. When I look up and see the dark chestnut coffin with flowers spelling 'daughter, Tiny Dancer, and sister,' my tears burn my eyes. I have to look away, only to see my father trying his hardest to hold my Momma up, and she screams in agony while he tries to keep himself in check.
I instantly squeeze Hunt—God damn—Snake's waist before he even stops making him place his hand on mine, rubbing his thumb over my tighter grip. When he stops near the hearse, his other hand goes up, setting the signal for my father. I turn my head to the right, not to look at the scene before me, as Snake drives in front of the black hearse, his brothers lining it behind him in pecking order and some beside my sister.
My little sister.
I sniffle as a bike comes up next to Snakes. A man with black hair and bright blue eyes gives Snake a nod before looking at me with concern.
Axel, the Untamed Hell Fire's president. Snake spoke about him a little over the months we were together.
I give him a weak smile as his woman, Annalise, who is absolutely beautiful, leans over and squeezes my leg.
I hear a horn beep before every bike around us revs its engine for my sister. A sob lets loose when Axel and Snake rev theirs last. My grip tightens around him before he slowly pulls away, moving his bike down the road as vibrations run through me at the power of the bikes surrounding us. The street is full of people, all sending their respects, but everything is a blur.
Getting to the church, Annie, Rose, and Annalise all crowd around me, and my Momma, as Snake, Sniper, Breaker, my dad, Axel, and his VP Dagger carry the coffin inside.
