“Mary, it's good to see you, it's been a long time.” I said as I made my way out to her.
“Y'all are moving?” she asked as she nervously wrung her hands.
“Yeah, we're leaving out in about two hours.”
“I'm glad I caught you then. I have a letter from Elle for Jake and Josh, can I leave it with you, and you get it to the boys?”
“You can. How is Elle doing?”
Tears came to her eyes and my gut tightened up; I knew what was coming was bad.
“Please don't say anything to the boys until they've had a chance to read the letter. The letter isn't bad, I promise. Elle wrote it right before she took her own life.”
“Oh fuck. I'm so sorry, Mary.” I reached out and hugged her to me. “So very fucking sorry.”
She squeezed me hard, released me and stepped back.
“She just couldn't deal with it. She tried and tried, but it haunted her so bad. We moved away and thought that would help, but it didn't. She just slowly drifted away. She's been gone about a month now.”
She got back into her car, shut the door and started it.
“Please give that to the boys when they are together. She wanted them to read it together. She left me a letter telling me what she wanted before she was gone.”
I cleared my throat, “I will do, Mary.”
She nodded to me and drove away.
Ah fuck. That poor girl. I couldn't imagine what her family had been through or was going through. It would kill me if one of my kids were hurt like that and I believe I would completely lose it if I lost one of my kids. I prayed that was the last bad thing to come out from this hell hole. But I knew it wasn't. There was one more thing.
~*~
Less than two and half hours later, we were on the road. We looked like a band of traveling gypsies. The trip would be a little over ten hours, so we would stop somewhere for the night in a few hours, then tomorrow we would be at our new home. And after we unloaded and set up everything in the house, my thoughts had been to enjoy my shower, but knowing what was to come, the thought of my shower didn't bring me any joy at all.
~*~
When we got to Lexington, we pulled off and waited for Rebel to go talk to his girl. He wanted us to go ahead and said he'd catch up, but I knew what he was about to walk into and told him we would just wait. I think he realized then that something was up.
When he pulled back in, he'd been crying. I walked over to check on him.
“Reb. Son, you okay?”
“You knew didn't you?”
I sighed. I fucking hated how this shit had affected us all.
“Not until Church, Reb. Before it started, I read where they had forced her to leave.”
“What did they do to her?”
“Fuck, Son. You really want to know that?”
He swallowed hard and hesitated, “It was bad, huh?”
“Yeah, Son. It was fucking bad.”
“It was all three of them?”
“Yeah.”
“Why didn't you kill Spawn then?”
“I started to, Reb. Believe me I did. I pulled my gun on him in Church and asked him to give me a reason why I shouldn't kill him. He said he couldn't give me one. I think the only reason I didn't kill him was because then I would have had to tell your mom that I killed one of her children.
“And Reb, I'm sorry but I just couldn't cause her that kind of pain. I love her too much for that. She knows he's bad, but he's still her son, and you know how much that would have affected her. I did however shoot him in his other thigh before I left. I know that's not a comfort and if you want, I'll go back with you now and we can end him.”
Reb just sat there breathing deep. I felt like I had let down my son and it was hurting like a motherfucker.
“I'm sorry, Son. I failed you. I swore that was something I would never do. Give me a minute to go talk to your moms and then I'll head back to the Clubhouse. But Reb, I want you to stay here, I'll bring his cut as proof.”
He didn't say a word and it cut me deep to know that I had let him down so bad. I should have fucking killed the motherfucker and I knew it. I should have just done it and tried to work it all out with Jennie afterwards. I turned and started walking to the Suburban where my women were. I heard the Blazer door open up behind me, but I continued on my path.
“Pops.”
I stopped. God fucking dammit. I wasn't ever letting one of my kids down like this again.
“Pops.”
I turned and looked at Rebel. He was standing there with this little lost boy look to him. I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.
“Pops, I don't even know how to find her to see if she is okay.” Then he started crying.
Son of a bitch, if I thought women's tears were bad, seeing my grown son cry was one of the worst things I have ever witnessed in my life. I walked back over to him and hugged him to me.
“I'm so fucking sorry, Reb. For what happened to her, for not having your back and killing Spawn, for letting you down.” Tears started falling down my cheeks.
“I understand, Pops. It would have destroyed Mom if you had killed him, and I can't either for the same reason. As much as I want that motherfucker dead, it can't be by either of our hands.”
I knew everyone was watching us hugging and crying on each other, but I didn't give a fuck. This was my son and he was hurting, and I was part of that hurt. I would stand here all damn night if need be and simply hold my son if that's what was needed.
“Fuck, Pops. It hurts so bad, and not knowing where she is, is worse.”
“I know, Son. I know.”
He held on to me for ten minutes before attempting to pull back. Before he did, I put my hand behind his neck, held him close and whispered to him, “I fucking love you, Rebel. You have been the very best son any man could ever have, and I am so damn proud of the man you have become. If at any time you change your mind, let me know and I will take care of it.” I squeezed him tight to me, then stepped back.
“You okay to go on? You want one of the boys to come drive?”
“Yeah, I'm good to go on, and I'd rather be alone.”
He had no more gotten that out of his mouth than Brenna walked up and said, “Big bro, I think I'm gonna ride with you, if that's okay?” Then she walked over and whispered something into his ear, and he nodded.
“I'll have Brenna with me, Pops. Let's go home.”
With that, we got back on the road and headed home. I whispered a thank you to God for bringing Brenna into our lives.
~***~
Chapter 18
A real man loves his wife, and places his family as the most important thing in life. Nothing has brought me more peace and content in life than simply being a good husband and father.
~Frank Abagnale~
Viper
February 21st, 1998
We were all patched over and proudly wearing our new cuts. The MC had made everyone welcome and it hadn't taken long before the guys were fitting right in. Each Brother that had come from SoS with me, had come up at some point in time over the last week and thanked me for vouching for them and bringing them to Angel's Rebellion MC. I couldn’t have done any less, they were my Brothers and you always have your Brother's back.
Reb and Pred were living in the Clubhouse, much to the dismay of their moms. They were men now and had been through too much to live with their parents. I didn't blame them. I wouldn't have wanted to be living with my parents at their age either. Mad Dog had asked my opinion about whether to patch the boys straight over as well since they had technically already been a patched member once before, or to have them prospect. He took my input then had an executive Church meeting and it was decided to have them prospect again, but for a shorter time period. I think that was the best thing for the boys.
Jace was talking about possibly prospecting as well. That was not going to go over well with my women, because once he put on that cut, he would be moving into the Clubhouse to
o. Prospects had to live at the Clubhouse. He was still trying to decide if that was what he was going to do, or if he was going to follow in his brothers’ footsteps and join the Army.
Colt decided he was going to enroll in college and much to his moms’ delight, he chose to live at home and drive back and forth to school. Cale and Jemma were enrolled in their new school and seemed to like it fine.
Brenna decided she was just going to work for now and live at home and enjoy family because she had never had that before. Fuck, that girl I swear. I rubbed my hand over my heart, she gets to me, she does. Slade and Audrey were settled into a house and I could tell how much happier and at peace they both were. Hatchet and his mom and little sister were settled as well. Screw’s mom decided to live with her sister and Rogue, so Screw was living in the Clubhouse along with Cotton and BamBam. So now, all my family and Brothers are residing in our new homes and are safe. And that made me one happy motherfucker for sure.
I had given it a week before thinking about giving the boys the letter. I dreaded what I was about to bring to Reb and Pred. I honestly thought about not giving it to them. But I knew I had to. I ached for my sons at what they were about to read. I had called them up to the house and was sitting on the bench under the apple blossom trees waiting for them. This seemed to be our place to go during times of trial. It brought about a feeling of peace just sitting under those trees. And peace was something these boys were going to need, soon.
“Hey, Pops, what's up?” Pred asked as he walked out onto the back porch.
Rebel looked at me in concern as he made his way behind Pred.
I stood up and waited till they got close.
“I need you both to take a seat.”
They both looked at me puzzled but didn't give me any lip.
I cleared my throat and took a deep breath, “Guys right before we left, Elle's mom came by the house. She asked me to give you a letter from Elle. She said that Elle wanted you together when you read it.”
With that, I handed the letter over to the boys and made my way back into the kitchen. I stood at the window watching my sons. Mia and Jennie came and put their arms around my waist.
“What's up?” Mia asked.
“I didn't tell you earlier because y’all didn't need the added stress. But literally two hours before we left, Elle's mom stopped by the house. She had a letter that Elle wrote for the boys, and she said Elle had wanted them to read it together.”
“Had?” Jennie whispered.
“Yeah, love. She took her own life a little over a month ago.”
Both of my women gasped in shock, then started crying. They looked out the window with me and watched as our sons' hearts broke as they read the letter. It's a hard thing to watch your adult children break down and cry like babies. The feeling of helplessness is horrible. I hope I don't ever have to witness such a thing again. But life happens, and I knew that was probably futile, but still, a man can hope.
~*~
Three months later
May 20th, 1998
Everyone had all settled in, and it almost felt like we had been here forever. The level of acceptance humbled me. These men, my Brothers, had truly welcomed us with open arms. I was working in the garage doing customization work on cars, trucks and bikes. It's what I loved doing the best, and luckily for me, there was only one other custom man.
After never being real close to a Brother before, the stress of our former situation being the main reason I'm sure, I'm finding that Mad Dog and I have developed a good friendship. I'd always been slightly envious of the closeness of Reb and Pred, and now I was developing that with Dog.
We've had to be creative in keeping things for the Prospects to do. Mad Dog's son, Beau, showed up about a month ago with another two buddies in tow, Creed and Brick. So that made seven prospects since Jace decided to prospect as well. Having that many prospects is a little unusual, but it wouldn't be long before some of the Prospects were patched in. Dog said he never imagined that the MC would grow this fast. During one of our many talks, we both admitted that we enjoy being mentors to the younger men, Brothers and Prospects alike.
Just when I thought things were going good, I started noticing that Mia and Jennie seemed to be feeling off a lot lately. At first, I put it down to the move and that they were still recovering from that. But they were still dragging and the past couple weeks when I had gone home for lunch, both had been taking naps.
I decided to leave work early today and when I walked in, I heard them talking in the kitchen. I toed off my boots and padded toward where they were. I froze as I overheard them talking.
“Mia, I think I might have a tumor. My uterus feels like it has a knot in it.”
“God, I hope not, Jennie. I think I might be going through early menopause, because I haven't been feeling well lately. We need to make doctor appointments.”
Fuck, I couldn't handle my women not being well. I marched into the kitchen and stated, “Get on the damn phone, call a doctor and make appointments for both of you right now.”
“Jesus Christ, Viper. You nearly scared the shit out of me.” Mia yelled as she jumped from being startled.
Jennie was standing with her hand over her heart staring at me wide-eyed.
“Viper, dammit. Let us know you're there next time. I think I peed myself.”
I snickered at both of them. I couldn't help it; their reactions were funny as shit. Jennie started walking out of the room and I grabbed her arm as she went past.
“Nuh uh, missy. Phone, doctor, appointment, now.”
She stuck her tongue out at me then looked over at Mia, “Call and make us an appointment so caveman here can quit beating on his chest.”
Mia snorted.
“Let me go, Viper, seriously, I think I peed my pants some. I've got to get to the bathroom.”
I laughed as she headed up the stairs.
“It's not funny, dammit.” Her voice floated down to me as she made her way toward our bedroom.
I continued to laugh. She was fucking walking with her knees together. I looked over at Mia to see that she was on the phone. I went to the fridge and grabbed a beer while she made them appointments.
“Well?” I asked as she hung up the phone.
“Jeez, Viper, give me a chance to tell you. We both have appointments in two days.”
“Fine, I'm going with you.”
“You don't need to go,” she snapped back.
“You're right, I don't need to go, but I am going, and I don't want to hear anything else about it.”
She stuck her tongue out at me, mimicking Jennie.
“Don't stick that out unless you're gonna put it to good use.”
“The kids will be home in thirty minutes.”
“Just enough time,” I said as I turned and made my way upstairs.
With Jennie riding my cock and Mia's pussy above my mouth, we made good use of that thirty minutes. Mighty fine use at that.
~*~
May 22nd, 1998
Jennie's appointment was thirty minutes earlier than Mia's, so I went back with her. They made her pee in a cup, had her undress and put on one of those paper gowns backwards. It had been years since I had been in the room with one of my women doing this. But I wanted to know what the fuck was wrong with them. Two women walked into the room. I sighed in relief. It appeared the doctor was a female. I hated any other motherfucking man touching my women. I didn't care if it was a doctor or not.
“Mrs. Davis, I'm Dr. Adams, I need you to lie back and put your feet in the stirrups.”
The nurse put one of those paper sheets over Jennie's lower half. I hated this shit. It looked uncomfortable as hell.
“Can you scoot a little closer to the edge of the table?”
Jennie moved down some.
“That's good, I'm going to examine you now.”
We watched as the doctor put on gloves, then proceeded to give Jennie an exam.
“Hmm,” the doctor said. “Mrs. Davis, are you
here with your sister?”
“No,” Jennie said.
The doctor looked at me and then asked Jennie, “Umm is the other Mrs. Davis you came in with, your wife?”
Jennie snickered, “No, she's Cole's wife.”
Jennie pointed at me.
“I'm actually not Mrs. Davis but Ms. Davis.”
“But you both have the last name of Davis.”
The doctor and nurse both looked puzzled. I looked at Jennie to see her grinning at me. Fucking women.
“They're both my Old Ladies,” I informed the doctor.
“Err, old ladies?” the doc questioned.
“I'm a biker doc, our women are called old ladies. Mia and Jennie are both my Old Ladies, and Mia is legally my wife. Jennie legally changed her last name to Davis.”
“Umm. I see. Well, I want to see what the results of your urine test are before we talk, Ms. Davis. Mr. Davis, do you want to be in the room during Mrs. Davis's exam?”
“Yeah, I'd like to be there.” I answered while standing up.
“Ms. Davis, wait here but go ahead and get dressed. We'll be back in just a few minutes. Mr. Davis, if you'll follow me.”
I walked behind the doc to the next room down the hall. I walked in and saw Mia already undressed and in her paper gown. We went through the whole thing again. Almost exactly the same way.
“Hmm, well Mrs. Davis. I'm going to go look at your test results. Mrs. Davis, get dressed then I'm going to have Brenda show you, Mr. Davis, and Ms. Davis to my office. I'll be there shortly,” she told us as she left the room.
I looked at Mia to see she was looking concerned. I was fucking worried now. We hadn't ever had to go to a damn doctor's personal office. As we stepped into the hallway, Jennie was following the nurse toward us. I reached out and held hands with both of my women. I didn't think I could fucking handle it if the doc was about to give us bad news. Mia and Jennie both looked worried as well. The nurse showed us to the office and told us to sit down. There were only two chairs, so I sat down and tugged Jennie into my lap as Mia sat next to me. I held onto Mia's hand as my other one clasped Jennie to me.
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