“I just don’t want them to hurt you the same way I was hurt once.” Mom opens her door and exits the car before I can ask what she means. Was it my dad who hurt her like that, or someone else?
God, this is one of those times I wish my mom were more open about her past than she is. She always gives me these vague warnings without explaining why.
Mom walks over to the Kings. She says something to them that has the three of them looking at her like she is crazy. Great. Mom is telling them off or something. I love my mom, but why couldn’t she have done that with Evan instead of them? He was the real dangerous one.
They all nod their heads at what she says. She pats Zeus on the arm before walking back over to the car. I open my door, not wanting to sit in here like a creep as I watch anymore. I need to know what she said, but from the looks on the King's faces, they won’t tell me.
Zeus pulls me to his side while Odin grabs my bag from the car. Midas is standing off to the side, not looking comfortable getting any closer to me. Mom hops back into her car. I look at her quizzically, wondering what she is doing.
“I’m going to head to the store and pick up something for dinner,” Mom says to me. She looks at the guys surrounding me. “Could you guys stay with her?”
“Of course we can,” Zeus says to her.
Mom nods her head, still looking a little crestfallen, and then pulls out of the laneway. I watch as the car drives down the road, and when she turns onto the main road, we all head inside. If the guys were attentive in the hospital, this is a whole new level. Zeus carefully walks me to the couch and helps me sit. Odin puts my bag in my room and then comes back in. Midas went into the kitchen to get drinks for everyone.
Odin sits down on one side of me, while Zeus sits on the other. Midas walks back into the room, handing out water bottles to the three of us before sitting in the chair beside the couch.
We spent the rest of the day sitting on the couch and watching some movies. The guys shared some stories with me about their lives growing up here, even Midas. Though he spoke less than Odin or Zeus. They relayed stories to me about Pops. How he was the man they all aspired to be like. How much he did for them. His original plan for the MC.
I shared what it was like for me to grow up in Daytona. Telling them about my dad, or at least what I knew about him. I told stories about my grandparents. I avoided anything that had to do with Evan or Cleo, which proved to be extremely difficult, but I managed.
We laughed and joked around, acting like the teenagers that we are. For a few blissful hours, we all forgot about our problems and were just us.
When Mom came home from the store, she bought enough food to last us at least a month, maybe even more. The guys helped her bring everything in and put it away for her.
This is the side of the Kings that I love. The one where they are free of any expectations that are put on them. I will never understand why they would want to get involved with the MC. The hatred they have for their dads is more than enough of a reason not to join, but the danger that comes with it makes it harder for me to understand.
The sun has set. The world is as dark as the feeling that has loomed constantly over me. But the stars in the sky shine brightly, vanquishing some of the darkness. Nights like this, when we can just relax, are like those stars. Though it is still dark, there is always a ray of light that will help guide us.
Mom made a massive dinner, but the guys were able to polish it off. They ate like they hadn’t had a home-cooked meal in years. Knowing their dads, that is the case. All except Zeus. I don’t know the full story, but I got snippets of it tonight. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mom got full custody of him. When she could, she would take in Midas and Odin. Being a mother figure to both when they needed it. The rest of the time, Pops and his wife took on that role for them. They didn’t have the family that they deserved, but they made one for themselves.
As the night wore on, the guys didn’t seem like they wanted to leave, not that it bothered me at all. Mom made herself scarce all day, spending it in her room away from us.
Though the day has been wonderful, spending time with them and getting to know them better, I can’t stop thinking about what happened. I am starting to wonder if that was my stalker. From the notes and texts, it seems like he wants me, not to kill me. He has been so possessive and demanding that I will be his. Why would he try to shoot me? Nothing makes sense anymore, but I don’t want to think about it too much.
For tonight, I am going to forget.
Dante
Last night went how I hoped it would. My plan went off without a hitch. I gained some valuable information on the Kings of Chaos, which will help me in the long run. I was hoping to find some specific information on Zane, Ryker, and Axel, but those three are smart. Or at least smarter than I gave them credit for.
Though the warehouse was crawling with MC members, nothing that I learnt could be tied back to those three. Even the new drugs they were handing out like candy last night. No one knew where it came, only that they were supposed to get as much as possible out last night. I pressed my informant for any information, but there was none. No one knows what it is or what it does to the body. It’s a complete mystery.
What they do in their hovel of a town is their business. As long as none of that shit reaches Richmond, or Serena, I couldn’t care less about it.
I have spent five years trying to find something, anything, on those three so I can get my revenge. But the fuckers are as slippery as an eel. I want them dead for what they did to me and my family. They took everything from me, and that is exactly what I plan on doing to them.
The thought of going after their sons is still an active one, but from what I have learned, I highly doubt they would care if they were killed. They seem to send them on suicide missions often enough. So for now, killing them isn’t high on my list. But it is still there.
They helped their fathers destroy everything to me. Whether they knew it or not, they are the reason that all this happened. If it wasn’t for them, my world wouldn’t have been turned upside down when I was only fifteen. I wouldn’t have had to take over this enterprise. I should have been able to be a normal teenager as I wanted, but that was stolen from me.
The Kings of Chaos are an infection that must be dealt with.
I couldn’t put my finger on it last night, but something was off. Or more off than it should have been. I knew if I was spotted there last night, I would have been shot on sight, but I expected that. There was something else last night that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand straight up.
All day, my mind wouldn’t stop rushing back to Serena. The way her lips tasted against mine. Her body pressed to mine. How sweet her moans sounded. The girl is a drug. One, I don’t plan on giving up, and willing to do anything to keep my high.
I have wanted to text her or call her throughout the day, but life got in the way. Way too many meetings. Deals that needed to be made. Or shit that had to be handled.
