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“It’s time for me to get going. The game is going to start soon, and I’d like to get a good seat.” I jump from my seat and rush out to my car.
Those women are something else entirely. I didn’t know I was missing friends until those two came into my life. Before them, Shelly was enough. I’m sitting in my office trying to get everything I need to get done today done when my phone rings. Today is Posey’s first away game and I’d like to be on the road before too much longer. “Hello daughter of mine.”
“Hey mom. I was just paged to the office. I didn’t know if you were here to pick me up or something.” Posey says.
“No honey. I’m still at the clubhouse. Stay on the phone with me until you get there. I don’t know of anyone that would be there to get you. Vanessa isn’t going to be there until after school. Besides, you ride the bus today.” I tell her. My mind is running a million miles a minute. I rush out of my office and towards my car. I ignore all the voices calling my name behind me. I have a bad feeling about this, and I always trust my gut.
“It’s your mom and dad.” I pause in my steps. My blood running cold. I’ve shown her pictures of my parents, so she knew not to cross their paths if it came to that. I didn’t know what they would do to her. “Why are they here?”
“I don’t know sweetheart. I’m on my way. Don’t go anywhere with them.” I hang up the phone and peel out of the parking lot, leaving dust in my way. My only thought is to get to my daughter before my parents do something to her. After the last time that we met, I know it won’t be good if they get their hands on her. I just hope I’m not too late. They’re good at manipulating people. It’s what makes my dad a good mayor. I hear the sounds of the bikes on my tail, but I just keep going as fast as I can to the school. My phone rings beside me and I answer without looking at the caller I.D. “Hello?”
“Where the fuck are you going. Why are you going down the road like your ass is on fire?” Triggers voice fills my car, calming me just a little bit.
“They’re at the school for my daughter. I can’t let them get her. I don’t know what they’ll do to her. They can make me do anything they want if they hold my daughter over me.” I tell him, on the verge of tears. “I have to get to the school before they manage to smooth talk their way into getting her to go with them. My father didn’t become mayor because of his looks.”
“Calm down little minx. Westyn has a couple brothers enroute to the school. They stay close because of the kids that go there. I need you to take a deep breath for me baby girl. Calm down. No one is going to get our girl. I’ll make damn sure of it.” Trigger says.Ourgirl? When did that happen. He’s avoided me for a month and now he wants to act like we’re a couple. I don’t need this on top of what’s already happening. “I can hear your cogs turning in your head. I meant what I told you a month ago. You’re mine babe. I’ve had some shit going on and we’ll talk about it later after Posey’s game. Morgan and I are going to be joining you this time, along with the brothers and parents, but we’ll talk afterwards. My parents are going to take the kids and we’ll talk.” I don’t answer because I whip into the school parking lot and see a man dragging my daughter to my parents’ car.
I barely have the car parked before I’m jumping out of the car running after my daughter. “Let her go! Get your filthy hands off my daughter!” I come to a stop as one of my father’s men step in front of me. I try to get around him, but he grabs me by the waist. I can’t move. “Posey!” I cry.
“Mom! Help me!” Posey is fighting like hell, but I can see the man getting angry. He goes to raise his fist to hit her, but he doesn’t get the chance.
“Lay one hand on my daughter and it’ll be the last thing you do.” Trigger replies from behind the man holding Posey. How did he get there so fast?
“I’d suggest you get your hands off her before you lose them.” Comes a voice behind me and the lug head holding me. I hear the cock of a gun and feel the man behind me go stiff before releasing me. I turn to look and see Breaker behind me. My attention doesn’t stay on him long before it turns back to my daughter.
“Call your dogs off Alanis. You need to grow up and take responsibility for the mistake you made all those years ago. Come home and take your place in the marriage to our associate. You’ve been promised to him since you messed everything up with Charles. The girl will be taken care off.” My father says. I feel a shiver go down my spine. What could he mean by that?
“I’m not going anywhere with you, and neither is my daughter. Just leave and don’t bother us again. You haven’t bothered to come into my life for fifteen years. You don’t have the right to now. I’m not your daughter anymore. You made that clear a long time ago. You’re nothing to me. Now leave.” I snarl.
“Let her go.” My father says. The man holding my daughter drops her on the ground. “We’ll be back. I don’t care about the girl. You will be coming with me one way or another Alanis Marie Barton. Mark my words.” They walk to their car and get in before taking off. I rush to Posey and make sure she’s okay.
“I’m sorry mom. They grabbed me on my way back to my class. I wasn’t going to go into the office, but they had men there. I couldn’t run fast enough.” She says frantically.
“It’s okay baby. You’re safe. That’s all that matters. I’m going to go in and talk to the school. You go ahead and get back to class.” I tell her. Trigger helps us up and we head into the school. I will do anything to make sure my daughter is safe, even if it’s giving myself up to do it.
Trigger
It’s been a month since I’ve seen Alanis and I’m sure that she thinks I don’t want anything to do with her, or I’m ignoring her, but it’s neither. When we were in her office, I was planning on claiming her then and there. However, Westyn decided to be a fucking cockblock and knock on the door. He needed us in church. We’ve decided to open a bar in town and then we needed to go over the books so we could get our charity run planned along with the donations we make each year.
This year we decided to make the charity run for the local NICU. We were going to do it after the twins were born, but Ali wanted to do it for Autism. We do a charity run every other year. This year the run will be held at the end of September and I plan on having Alanis on the back of my bike. I’ve never had a woman on the back of my bike, but I’d be lying if I said I haven’t fantasized about her being on it. I’ve never had the urge to put a woman on my bike, but when I saw her, I wanted it all. We’re donating to the school and local PD as we usually do during Christmas. The money we donate to the school goes to the departments that don’t have a lot of funding.
On top of that, I’ve been dealing with Morgan and getting him settled. He had no schooling while in his mother’s care. He had no medical care either. This past month has been full of tests, both educational and medical. It turns out, that he’s measuring a year behind in school, so we managed to get him into the same class as Murdock. At least he knows one person there. The only problem he has medically is he’s malnourished, but we’ve managed to get him back to the weight the doctor said he needed to be. He wasn’t severely malnourished, but just enough. He’s been meeting with Aliana as well, and he gas really began opening up to her. Obviously, she has the doctor/patient confidentiality, but I didn’t expect her to not tell me. As long as he’s talking, that’s all that matters. She did inform me that he has explosive rage. Whenever his mother is mentioned or is around, he explodes in fits of rage. I’ve had to deal with it a few times, but not as much since she’s been gone.
We had just gotten out of church and sat at the bar when Alanis came barreling through the main room. We all called her name, trying to get her attention, but she wasn’t listening. She was on her phone and I knew in my gut that something wasn’t right. My brothers and I get outside just as her car is leaving the parking lot with dust following suit, it looked the roadrunner had just taken off. We ran to our bikes because we know this isn’t like Alanis. We’ve known her for a month, and she is not like this at all. She’s always so calm. She doesn’t even curse! We jump on our bikes and follow her to wherever the hell she’s going.
We follow her to the school as I talk to her on the phone. She’s near a nervous breakdown and I can’t very well do anything about it when I’m on my bike and she’s in her car. I try to calm her down the best I can while I’m on the phone with her, but I know it didn’t work as well as I had hoped when she barely got her car stopped before she was out and sprinting towards a man that had a hold of Posey. Over my dead fucking body.
I park my bike and use my military training to make it towards the man holding my daughter and before he can even blink, my gun is pointed right at him. No one fucks with what’s mine and this girl is mine. She became mine the minute I claimed her mother. I may have been distant for the past month, but I had shit to handle. Now, we’re going to be sitting down and having a real long talk.
After we dealt with her parents, we made our way into the school as Posey went back to her classes. She seemed shaken up, but the longer she was out of their grasps, the more she calmed down. She’s strong just like her mother. When we enter the office, Miss Evelynn is sitting at her desk. Miss Evelynn was around for all of us MC kids. She was the secretary then and she still is now. “Well, as I live and breathe, have you boys come to see me?”
“Sorry Miss Evelynn, but this is business. You should go to the diner though. Mom misses you. She said you haven’t been by in a while.” Westyn says.
“I’ll be sure to make it by there. I’ve been trying to care for George and keep on top of everything here. You know how Principal Williams is when I’m not here. The place goes into complete and utter chaos!” She says. George, her husband, has been diagnosed with Parkinson’s Disease. It’s still in the early stages, but she makes sure to be there in case he needs anything whenever she’s not working. She’s been friends with our parents since we all started school.
“How is he doing? You should bring him by sometime. The dads have been asking about him. They’re getting ready to leave for a year long trip. You and George should join them. I’m sure we can find someone to cover for you. One last hurrah before things get to the point of no return.” Axyl pipes in.
“He’s doing okay. I’ll think about it. I’ll have to talk to George about it and see if he feels up to going. I’m sure we can afford it after I do some finagling. What can I help you boys with. I know you didn’t come here to reminisce on the old days.” She snorts. Miss Evelynn is in her early fifties and doesn’t look a day over thirty.
