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“You mean my club, I suppose.”
“Is that what you call it?” He shakes his head in distaste.
“A biker. Why am I not surprised?”
Mom shares his disdainful look and I know she will never understand the life I lead. Loud, rough men and soft, pretty whores. A den of iniquity to some. I call it home.
“Yes.” I raise a small smile. “I’m a biker, sir, and proud of it.”
“You can’t stay here.” Is his bleak response and I shrug.
“I doubt I’d fit the bed, anyway.”
I laugh softly and stand, the air too toxic to be of any benefit to me.
“It’s good to see you.” I lie as I move to the door, loving the horror on my parent’s faces as the full regalia of my jacket reveals itself.
Mom gasps as dad hisses, “You wear the devil on your back in plain sight.”
I grin and turn, fixing my expression to bastard and hiss, “According to you, I always did, so why pretend anymore?”
“So, you’re leaving?” The hope in mom’s voice drives that rusty knife that’s always lived in my heart a little deeper and I push the pain away and shake my head. “Why would I leave when I’ve only just got here?”
“Where are you going?” I don’t miss the fear in her voice as I start walking, not even bothering to answer her.
The scrape of a chair alerts me and as my father comes up behind me, I turn so we are standing eye to eye and he hisses, “I am warning you, leave. There is nothing for you here.”
“Then I’ll be the judge of that.” I hiss back before turning away and saying as an aside. “Thanks for the hospitality. As always, it’s been a blast.”
I walk away from my parents with no emotion at all. Sometimes I wonder where I’m really from because surely, it’s not from them. I have nothing in common with them at all which I’m glad about. I always have felt like the stranger within and if I could be bothered, I may investigate that a little more, but I can’t. The only thing that bothers me now is answers and there is only one person who can give me them and so, with a heart full of rage and a mind filled with dark intent, I leave my childhood home behind and sit astride the new woman in my life, who will undoubtedly never let me down.
CHAPTER5
FAITH
Idon’t have long. When I left Purity, I headed home with a heavy heart. Seven pm tonight and everything will change. I will be a man’s possession. A wife in training and it’s almost comical dwelling on modern day in Heaven when we could well be in the past.
My thoughts turn to the one time I stepped out of my comfort zone and left. The bright lights of the city beckoned, but I didn’t get far. Afraid, lost, and angry, I went to the nearest town that was a metropolis compared to our small town. I was a sinner. I had done the unthinkable and tossed my virginity to the devil himself. I wish I could say I regret it, but I’d be lying. I would do it again in a heartbeat and I willneverregret bringing my daughter into the world.
It’s why I must be strong now. For her. For us and I owe it to her to come up with a plan allowing us to leave forever.
Goody is finishing up, and she regards me with a desolate expression.
“I will be ok, Goody.” I smile to reassure her as well as myself and she shakes her head and for once speaks out of turn.
“It’s not right, ma’am.”
“Has it ever been right?”
I raise my brow and she nods. “I suppose.”
“What about you, Goody? Have you ever wanted to marry?”
I’m interested because Goody isn’t that much older than me.
“I would like that very much.” Her eyes sparkle, which causes me to peer a little deeper because, well, I’ll be. Our maid is more devious than I thought.
“Who is he?” I lower my voice and her startled expression makes me draw closer and whisper, “It will be our secret.”