Chapter Four
I waited till Ryan went to bed… and then waited another hour or so until I was sure he was really asleep. I crept down the hallway and peeked into his room. He was snoring loudly, thankfully, he was definitely sleeping.
Going back to my room, I looked at my bed. My suitcase packed with everything that actually meant something to me. I didn’t plan on coming back this time, so I didn’t want to worry about what I was leaving behind. On top of the case were my passport and the very little amount of money I had to my name…. And then the plane ticket.
I had enough to get me to the airport and something to eat.
I kept checking the clock, the flight out wasn’t for another 8 or so hours. I was definitely lucky that the letter came today if it hadn’t the ticket would have been totally useless…. It was also good that Ryan didn’t open the letter… or that I actually did!..
I shook my head and grabbed my handbag, stuffing my last few bits inside, my wallet, phone, chargers, laptop, passport, ticket, a few other bits and slung it over my shoulder. I grabbed my suitcase and looked out onto the landing again.
I could still hear Ryan snoring away down the hallway and knew it was safe. I took a deep breath.
Now or never and if I went I COULD never come back, even if I wanted to.
I just smiled to myself. Alexander was worth losing everything! … but I wasn’t losing much. Infact, I was gaining sooooooo much more.
Ok. Go, Harley, Go, go, go!!!
I rushed out of my room and pulled my door closed, mentally saying goodbye to everything in there that I had left behind, and hurried down the stairs. Ryan’s key was in the door, so I quickly unlocked it and headed out, locking it behind myself again and posting the key, The cold night air hit my face and the reality of the situation became very clear.
I was locked out. No turning back.
I pulled out my phone and called for a taxi to pick me up down the road as soon as possible and when they told me it was on the way, I headed off.
I would just get something to eat at the airport.
As I started walking to meet my ride, I kept thinking, wondering more like, about what the guys could have done to be sent to prison. I got the impression that they were very careful about the illegal stuff they do, what could have happened?...and then I couldn’t stop thinking about seeing Alexander again. Hugging him, kissing him…
...and then the panic set in.
What if he was mad at me for ignoring him?
What if he doesn’t understand WHY I did what I did?!
What if he doesn’t want me anymore?!
Oh, Christ!
No, No, I couldn’t think like that. I’m sure Jemma wouldn’t have contacted me if that was the case. I just had to think positive. Everything would be fine.
My taxi pulled up and I threw my bag inside and climbed in.
‘Birmingham airport?’ I smiled and nodded to the driver as I put my seatbelt on.
‘Yes please, thank you’.
As we started the drive, I looked out the window and just couldn’t contain my excitement. I saw my reflection in the car door window and smiled at myself.‘Are you going anywhere nice?’ I looked up at the driver.
‘Yeah, actually, I’m going to California’. He looked at me in the mirror for a brief second.
‘Oh wow, that’s exciting. Holiday?’ I shook my head.
‘No, Hopefully, to live. My… my boyfriend and dad and step mum live there’. He just hmmm’ed and nodded and that was it really. I just looked back out of the window again and sighed.
This was the start of something, I could just feel it!
When the taxi pulled up at the airport, I was surprised to see it so busy… considering it was after 2 am. Maybe there were a lot of flights out this early in the morning... Maybe they were cheaper, I don’t know. Either way, the driver couldn’t get close, but I didn’t mind, It wasn’t like I was in a big hush, I still had HOURS before my flight anyway.
I paid the driver and thanked him. He wished me luck and told me to have a safe flight. I thanked him again and got out before starting the short walk to the airport doors.
I couldn’t believe I had actually done it! I had left in the middle of the night and now I was at the airport! This was crazy!
I’d message my friends when I got to California and tell them what was going on… well… not everything, but the whole ‘’I’ve left the country, don’t think I’ll be back’’ thing. I had work in the morning and everything. I had really just up and left!
It was… an exciting adventure!
Walking in, I remembered where I needed to go and what I needed to do from the last time I flew out. I checked in, checked my bag in and then headed to the food court in search of an insanely large coffee and some food!
***
Sitting down at a table, I tucked into my burger and fries when I suddenly realised I hadn’t even spoken to Jemma yet. I pulled my laptop out and went to my emails. I wrote out a quick one to her just saying that I got the plane ticket and sorry I hadn’t been in touch but I was at the airport, waiting and that I’d be there by the afternoon.
Now it was just a waiting game until I could get on that plane and go!
Chapter FiveI could feel my eyelids getting heavy. I had been up all night and I was so tired. I knew if I could make it one more hour, I could sleep on the plane. Jemma had replied and said she was glad I was coming and that she knew what time my flight was meant to land and she would be there to pick me up.I had asked her how many of the guys were locked up… apparently, all of them were which... Was shocking. I was with them long enough… and had enough experience with their ‘’rivals’’ to know that the whole MC being locked up in prison wasn’t good for business… legal or otherwise.I went and got another coffee before I headed for my gate. We left in about an hour which means we will be boarding any minute now…
Chapter SixPulling into the lot, It was strange not to see the massive row of familiar bikes. Sure, there was a couple, but I didn’t recognise any of them. It was weird being here knowing I wouldn’t be seeing Ron or Alex or Harry or Jackson or any of the other guys.‘After you left, the guys recruited some of the members from other charters’. Jemma told me randomly. ‘After Pulp and Newbie died, they needed some new members and then once all the drama over their arrest, they needed to make sure their turf would be safe while they were inside.’‘How is everyone else handling it all?’‘We’re all doing what we can. The girls have their own jobs so they are supporting their families r
Chapter SevenSomeone shaking my shoulder broke me out of my random dream. I groaned and refused to open my eyes, but whoever it was didn’t let up. For a minute, I forgot where I was and my mind automatically went to thinking it was Ryan. As soon as the thought popped into my head, I shot up and the shadowy figure peering over me, quickly moved back.‘What the hell?!’ I asked confused and disoriented. I didn’t even realise I had fallen asleep. I wasn’t even tired. The room was pitch black. I leaned over and tapped the base of the lamp on the bedside table, instantly lighting the room up with a warm yellow glow and I saw it was just Jemma.‘Sorry darling, I didn’t want to disturb you, but we ordered some dinner, you must be starving’. As
Chapter EightA few weeks have passed since I came back to PTV and not much has happened. Jemma and the girls go and see the guys every week. Even though I didn’t make it obvious, whenever they came back, telling me all about how well they were doing and how great it was to see them, I was bitter. Very bitter and very jealous.Jemma still hasn’t shared what her plan actually was for getting the guys out of prison or why she needed me to help her… which was strange because she said I needed to come back as soon as possible and it just feels like we're all mooching around, wasting time...I tried asking a few times but she just kept telling me she was waiting on some information and then she was going to share it with everyone. It seemed weird but I
Chapter NineWalking back, the heat was more annoying than pleasant now. I couldn’t help but think… How long had Jemma been seeing that man behind Ron’s back? Was it a recent thing or had it been going on for a while?I mean, I think I was proof enough that Ron wasn’t exactly faithful… at least he hadn’t been in the past, I couldn’t judge her, I didn’t know enough about their relationship, or care to for that matter, to do that.I was almost home when I heard a car honk and pull up next to me. I looked over and saw Jemma, smiling, waving at me. I debated just ignoring her, but she knew I had seen her now, it would just cause more awkward tension later on. I headed over to see what she wanted.
Chapter TenJemma’s Point of ViewAs I pulled away from my lover’s lips, movement in the distance caught my eye and I saw Harley as she walked away. Oh no, she must have seen us.Shit!‘What’s wrong?’ I looked at Allan, the panic must have been clear on my face, he let go of me instantly and turned around to see what I was looking at. ‘What is it?!’‘We were seen, that’s what’.‘WHAT?!’ I rolled my eyes at his over dramatic reaction. ‘Ron will chop my dick off and have me killed if he found out about us!’.
Chapter Eleven** A few days later **I’ve been avoiding Jemma for a few days, not really wanting to see or deal with her to be completely honest, so when Sarah called and invited me out shopping, I jumped at the chance to be out of the clubhouse for a few hours.I didn’t have much money, so I wasn’t going to go wild, but it turned out Sarah just wanted to grab some bits for the baby. It was cute, seeing all the little clothes and shoes.‘So, are you excited?’ I asked as we walked down the baby aisle of the supermarket, Sarah’s cart already filled with diapers, wipes and some other bits and bobs. She stopped at the bottles and loaded a bunch into the cart too.
Chapter TwelveSarah dropped me off outside the clubhouse and drove off. I felt so bad for her. I really, really hope Harry is ok! Surely Jemma would know more, hopefully, she was here. I ran up the yard and into the office, but it was empty.‘Shit!’. Turning around, I headed into the clubhouse. Eric and some of the others were in there, and luckily, so was she. ‘What happened? Is he ok?!’ I asked frantically. Jemma came over to me, putting her arm around my shoulder and took me to sit down.‘Harry was attacked’. I nodded, knowing that part. ‘He’s going to survive it’. I let out a breath I hadn’t realised I had been keeping inside and dropped my head into my hands. I was so glad, Jesus Christ, I was so glad!
Chapter ThirtyNine - FINAL CHAPTER I looked at myself in the mirror and sighed, using my hands to flatten out any of the imperfections on my depressing black dress. It was the funeral today. The day I had been dreading for weeks I wasn’t ready to say my goodbyes just yet. I felt like I hadn’t had long enough with him yet. A lot of people still don’t understand or know what happened. One minute he was here, alive, then the next... He was gone. Just like that. Due to it being a shooting and him dying in the hospital, Police were involved but of course, Allan made it go away so the club could deal with it all themselves. In their own way, I guess. I don’t know how he was able to make it disappear off the police radar, I didn’t as
Chapter Thirty Eight** A few Weeks Later **‘Good Morning Harley, How are you today?’ Doctor Matthews asked, coming into the room, followed behind by his students that were shadowing him on his rounds. I smiled and said I was doing fine and asked if there was any news… but of course there wasn’t.I had gotten to know the doctors and nurses here quite well over the past few weeks. I rarely left Alex’s room, to the point they had actually provided me with a bed to sleep in now. It wasn’t comfortable... But it was more comfortable than the chair and meant I didn’t need to go home at night anymore.I only left when I absolutely needed to, for new clothes or food.
Chapter ThirtySeven Luckily, The chair next to Alex’s bed was big and comfy enough that I could curl up in a ball and sit for hours… which I had been doing. I stayed with him the whole time, One by one, the other guys came in to see him, but I stayed put. I was scared that if I left him, he’d...well, he’d leave me.. Forever, and I wasn’t going to let that happen. As far as I knew, everyone had gone home. It was very late but luckily, when they realised I wasn’t leaving, the nursing staff brought me a blanket and allowed me to stay with him. I mean, what was the harm? The beeping of his machines, keeping him alive, were a horrific constant reminder of where we were and what was going on. I looked out the window, I couldn’t see anything. It was pitch black and most of the outside
Chapter Thirty SixWe arrived at the Hospital and I climbed off the bike, Yelling hysterically that we needed to go and find him... Now! Harry managed to calm me down long enough to tell me he was going to call the guys and find out where they were and what was going on, but when he tried, none of them were answering their phones. I was getting impatient.‘If they brought him in in an ambulance, we would probably be in the emergency room… or at the very least, they will know where he is, right?’‘Yeah, I guess, but-’‘Well then let’s go!’. I shouted, grabbing Harry’s hand and pulling him towards the hospital entrance. He stopped and pulled me back.
Chapter Thirty Five** No One’s Point of View **As the MC made their way to the warehouse, Ron was thinking over and over all the lies he could potentially use. He had already covered his ass by saying he cancelled the meeting and cast doubt on the Devils Angels by saying he forgot to tell them. Sure, he COULD face backlash and some blame for his involvement in that, but it would mean his Club and daughter believed the bullshit. Believed that he wasn’t the one to pull the trigger and end the life of his once best friend, Alexander Coates.Ron rode in front of the others, How it always was. As the leader, how it should be, but all of them dreaded what they could possibly walking into. It wasn’t just unusual for a member to drop off the face of the
Chapter Thirty Four** The Next Day **I headed into the clubhouse, annoyed. Alex didn’t come home last night. I get he’s busy with Club shit, but not coming home?! Not even calling to say he wouldn’t be home?! What an asshole. I was about ready to completely rip him a new one, but his bike wasn’t outside. I guess he was still busy with Tommy...or something else.Maybe someone else?No, No of course he wouldn’t do that. I trusted him. I trusted him completely, I was just very fucking pissed off with him right now!Cleo was sitting at the bar. I knew Jackson was here and Harry, Sarah wasn’t though. Apparently, she was having a few pai
Chapter Thirty-ThreeRon’s Point of View.I left the warehouse and started riding back to the garage, Only stopping to throw the gun into the creek on the way. It wasn’t on the usual ride to or from the warehouse, so none of the others would ever find it. It was a cheap throwaway, Not part of the club or my own private stash of weapons. Absolutely nothing to point a finger at am.I told Jemma I was working late last night and that I was staying at the clubhouse so even if she wouldn't think twice about me not being there when she woke up this morning. I’d simply tell her that I overslept and missed the meeting with Alex and the DA’s. They weren’t expecting Alex, so the ‘’shot on sight’’ excuse would fly. It would caus
Chapter Thirty Two** The Next Morning **Alexander’s Point of ViewMy phone vibrating on the bedside table woke me up. The sun was just coming up outside but it was still really early. By the time me and Harley actually went to sleep last night, it was after midnight. She wasn’t best impressed when I told her I had an early morning start to meet Ron at 6 am at the warehouse.She has this idea in her mind that he’s trying to cause drama and trouble for me and her… and the club. I can’t say I didn’t think the same, but there wasn’t much I could do about it... Just try not to let it get to me I suppose.By the time I dra
*** Thank you so much to everyone who sent their well wishes and asked about my little boy. He’s home now, thank god. Little bugger, has had hospital ‘’sleepovers’’ every month since Christmas :( Thank you for your patience and understanding, I hope you enjoy the chapter (I know it's short, im sorry) and the ones to come! ***Chapter Thirty OneI pulled dinner out of the oven just as Alex walked in the front door. I smiled to myself, glad that I had timed it, literally, perfectly. He came straight into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder.‘What did you make?’‘Nothing amazing, just some homemade Spaghetti Bolognese. I told him.