IrisFree? That's what he had said. It was almost like Monster had thought I'd wanted this. That I had wanted Cyber’s death. It was never him that The Family was after. It had always been Fang. The almighty president of the Savage Sons. Why they had wanted him taken out, I didn't know. I hadn't dared to ask. How could I not do it? When it came to a choice of freedom for me and Violet, I had grabbed it with both hands. And I’d hated the Savage Sons, or more specifically one member of them.Cyber.The man I had been told had killed my dad. The man who drew me into his world of darkness and pain, and then left me there undefended. I jumped at the chance of hurting him. Even if it was through the club.Never in a million years had I expected to find a family of sorts with the enemy, and I sure as hell hadn't thought seeing him again would stir up all those old feelings.I hadn't expected to fall in love with him.Or for him to be innocent.The note slipped into Violet's coat the day Cy
IrisThe thin stick in my hand with its two blaringly obviously blue lines confirmed what I already knew.I was pregnant, and it was Cyber’s.Again he had managed to knock me up in just one night. It might have been funny if he wasn't dead. If he had been there to share the joke with me. I could picture his grinning face clearly in my mind's eye. Of course, I had no way of knowing whether he would be happy or not. He might have been mortified, but I didn't think so. He would have taken it as testament of his virality. Of his manhood.God, I missed him. Dropping the stick to my feet, I let my hand sweep over my still flat stomach. It wouldn't be long until it started to swell. Then there would be the constant doctor’s appointments, scans and such. All of which I would have to do alone.Just me and Violet, and the little boy or girl I was growing in my body. I wasn't sure I could cope with doing it alone. Without even a single friend to share the little milestones with. I wasn't afrai
IrisIt was almost like we had never been away. Almost.Maggie's house looked exactly the same as it had when we had left. The only difference was then it had been warm and now, as the cab pulled down her long drive, there was a steady sheet of rain falling from the low hanging grey clouds. “Maggie!” Violet’s excited squeal echoed around the confines of the back of the cab as we finally pulled to a stop. Smiling, I wiped my hand over the glass. Maggie stood at the bottom of the wide steps that lead up to her porch. Her wide smile put any doubts about my welcome at ease. The old lady looked good. There was no cane in sight.Violet squealed again, and throwing open the door, she launched herself into the rain. Her booted feet squelched as she sprinted around the car as fast as she could. I would have been mad if it wasn't so nice to see. Slower, I made my way from the back, clutching our small overnight bag in my hand. The rain that plastered my hair to my head felt good after so many
CyberI knew she was going to faint before she did. It was clear what was going to happen from the way her eyes widened and the blood drained from her face when I spoke. Not that I could blame her.It wasn't exactly how I had wanted to tell her I was still alive. But what choice did I have? When she collapsed onto the grass, I moved without thinking. But not before I cursed Maggie out. She had known I was there, waiting for a glimpse of them. The two most important people in my life. And she had sent Iris out into the rain without warning her.What could she have even said anyway? Oh yeah, I know you think Cyber’s dead, but he’s not. SURPRISE.“Mommy?” Violet's blue eyes peered at me from beneath her lashes as I stepped through the front door. Her young face creased with worry, but, God, it was good to see her again. The last few months had been hell. The club was in turmoil with Fang going into hiding. He couldn't be seen if he was meant to be dead.“It’s ok, sweetheart.” I wanted to
IrisI know people thought I was crazy for falling straight back into his arms, even Maggie had looked kind of shocked by the quickness of it. But Cyber had wanted And sometimes it surprised me too, but for me, it had always been Cyber.The bad boy who had pinged up on my laptop years ago. And turned my world upside down. He had sent me into a tailspin. For a time I lost control of my life. I had suffered, but it was always his face that kept me going. Even if for a time I had hated him.I wasn't spinning anymore. Being with Cyber grounded me. And I was happy for the first time in years. I was actually happy. Part of me believed still believed I didn’t deserve it, that maybe all of this was just a dream. When those moods hit all I had to do was look down at the ring on my finger, its diamond glistening and I knew I was loved.Not just loved but cherished. Pausing in the doorway of the bathroom, my hair still wet from the shower I stared at his sleeping form. “If your done ogling m
BeforeThe smell hit me first.Coppery and thick, I knew what I was smelling before I had even switched on the light. It clung to my tongue, coating the inside of my mouth, until I had no choice but to swallow down the metallic taste of it.Shakily, I reached out, my fingers trembling so much that I missed the light switch on the first attempt.It wasn’t that I wanted to see what I already knew was there, more that I had to see it. I had to…with my own two eyes. Two seconds it took, though it felt like a lifetime, for my eyes to finally get used to the light. The moment they did, I wished I was back in the darkness.Red.My whole living room was red. The walls were splattered and dripping; the carpet squelched as I took a step forward. And even that small step splashed droplets up over my sneakers.It looked like someone had opened several gallons of sticky, scarlet paint and dumped them over my life.But I knew it wasn’t painted.Fighting back the urge to gag, I forced myself to
Gypsy“Oh, God, please no.” My words came out a muttered hiss as the engine that had been running fine for months started to splutter. The whole van lurched forward, jutting me from my seat. I wrapped my hands around the steering wheel and prayed. “Come on, baby, don't do this.”Another cough from the engine, and my eyes closed on their own. This couldn't be happening to me, not in the middle of nowhere. Hell, I hadn't even seen another car pass me in over forty minutes. If my pride and joy decided to break down there and then, I was going to be well and truly stranded. “Come on, just a few more miles. You can do it.” I knew how ridiculous I sounded talking to an inanimate object, but it wasn't like I had anyone else to talk to. Unless you counted Woofy, and he was asleep, as usual.That's all it would take, a few more miles. Twenty tops. And then I would be at the town I planned on calling home. It wasn't very far at all, but it might as well have been a million miles at that time
Fang“Prez.”It wasn’t exactly the welcome home I had been expecting. There was no welcome party, in fact, there was no party at all that I could see. Just one single prospect on the gate as I rolled up. “It’s good to have you back.”I nodded my agreement. It was good to be home. After almost five months on the road, I had been craving my own bed, my club and my brothers around me. That was the problem with being ‘dead’, it meant you couldn't just go about your everyday life like nothing had happened.Sure, the other chapters had been more than welcoming. They had thrown women and liquor at me on a regular basis. But nothing quite beats the feel of home.Not at my age anyway. “It’s good to be back, prospect.” My eyes barely flicked in his direction. He was a good kid, didn’t complain too much, but he just didn’t stand out to me. There was no spark in him. No passion. He saw the patch as some kind of status symbol and not his entire life. I doubted very much he would ever patch in.