fell in love with me.”
“So what happened to her?”
Turning towards me, his eyes come alive. “She agreed to become my wife.”
“Mom?” I ask, shaking my head in disbelief. The girl he spoke about, everything she went through… it can’t be.
“Your mom never wanted any of her children to learn about her past until they were ready. I know she opened up to you about what happened with The Skulls, but this is something she’s never spoken openly about, except with me and Shadow. Even Tank doesn’t know everything she went through. After everything that went down with Rattletop, I figured you needed to know that your mom is OK. She’s a fighter,” he explains.
I stand there speechless, unable to process all the information he has given me.
“The dark is unending. There are always demons lurking in the shadows,” he says, rising from the table. “Her past, yours, and mine, they are a part of our lives every single day. We don’t dwell on it, and neither should you.” He nods it me one last time before heading towards the house, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
CHAPTER 13
Blake
I open my eyes at the sound of the gentle knock on my bedroom door. “Come in,” I call out, already knowing who is on the other side.
“Good morning,” Mom says, smiling at me as she steps inside. “I made French toast.” My stomach grumbles at the mere mention of food.
Tossing the covers off me, I climb out of bed. “What’s the occasion?” I ask as I pull a pair of jeans over my boxers.
“Figured I’d better feed you before asking you for a ride,” she calls over her shoulder as she heads down the hallway.
“Wait, a ride?” I ask, stumbling as I follow behind her. “What’s wrong with the Challenger?”
“Nothing,” she says as she enters the kitchen. Piling four pieces of French toast on a plate, she passes it to me. “I figured you wouldn’t mind driving Casper again.”
“Are you trying to get my ass kicked?” I mumble around a mouthful of food, ignoring the absurd name she’s bestowed on the Harley.
“Watch your mouth,” she warns me. “And I already told him about it and dared him to say one word, so you’re safe.”
“Alright, I guess I’ll trust you,” I smirk. “So where are we going?”
“Just the club. Tank found some boxes in the attic the other night that has a bunch of paperwork from our parents. I know it’s just an excuse not to be alone, but he asked me to come help him go through it, so that’s what I’m gonna do.”
“So not only are you a good wife and mother, you’re a good sister too,” I say, smiling at the woman I have admired my entire life. “So why do you need me?”
“Oh, quit trying to kiss my ass,” she grins, blushing at my words. “If I go alone, Tank’ll never let me leave.”
“Watch your mouth young lady,” I snicker, throwing her words back at her.
“Touché asshole,” she says, smacking me on the back of the head before picking up our dirty plates. “Let me clean up real quick and we can head out.”
“I’ve got the dishes,” I tell her grabbing the two plates from her hands. “You go do whatever you need to and we’ll head out.”
Twenty minutes later, we pull into the compound to see Tank leaning against the front wall, his arms crossed. As I cut the engine, he walks towards us, shaking his head. “Your dad know you’ve got his ol’ lady on the back of his ride?”
“Shut up Tank,” Mom says as she climbs off the back. “Viper knows and the last time I checked, this is my ride not his.”
“No need to get your panties in a wad,” he laughs as he lifts her easily off her feet into a bear hug. “Thanks for coming by.”
“Where else would I be?” she says, as he lowers her to the ground. The way she and Tank are, reminds me so much of myself and Bethany. We may fight like cats and dogs, call each
“So what happened to her?”
Turning towards me, his eyes come alive. “She agreed to become my wife.”
“Mom?” I ask, shaking my head in disbelief. The girl he spoke about, everything she went through… it can’t be.
“Your mom never wanted any of her children to learn about her past until they were ready. I know she opened up to you about what happened with The Skulls, but this is something she’s never spoken openly about, except with me and Shadow. Even Tank doesn’t know everything she went through. After everything that went down with Rattletop, I figured you needed to know that your mom is OK. She’s a fighter,” he explains.
I stand there speechless, unable to process all the information he has given me.
“The dark is unending. There are always demons lurking in the shadows,” he says, rising from the table. “Her past, yours, and mine, they are a part of our lives every single day. We don’t dwell on it, and neither should you.” He nods it me one last time before heading towards the house, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
CHAPTER 13
Blake
I open my eyes at the sound of the gentle knock on my bedroom door. “Come in,” I call out, already knowing who is on the other side.
“Good morning,” Mom says, smiling at me as she steps inside. “I made French toast.” My stomach grumbles at the mere mention of food.
Tossing the covers off me, I climb out of bed. “What’s the occasion?” I ask as I pull a pair of jeans over my boxers.
“Figured I’d better feed you before asking you for a ride,” she calls over her shoulder as she heads down the hallway.
“Wait, a ride?” I ask, stumbling as I follow behind her. “What’s wrong with the Challenger?”
“Nothing,” she says as she enters the kitchen. Piling four pieces of French toast on a plate, she passes it to me. “I figured you wouldn’t mind driving Casper again.”
“Are you trying to get my ass kicked?” I mumble around a mouthful of food, ignoring the absurd name she’s bestowed on the Harley.
“Watch your mouth,” she warns me. “And I already told him about it and dared him to say one word, so you’re safe.”
“Alright, I guess I’ll trust you,” I smirk. “So where are we going?”
“Just the club. Tank found some boxes in the attic the other night that has a bunch of paperwork from our parents. I know it’s just an excuse not to be alone, but he asked me to come help him go through it, so that’s what I’m gonna do.”
“So not only are you a good wife and mother, you’re a good sister too,” I say, smiling at the woman I have admired my entire life. “So why do you need me?”
“Oh, quit trying to kiss my ass,” she grins, blushing at my words. “If I go alone, Tank’ll never let me leave.”
“Watch your mouth young lady,” I snicker, throwing her words back at her.
“Touché asshole,” she says, smacking me on the back of the head before picking up our dirty plates. “Let me clean up real quick and we can head out.”
“I’ve got the dishes,” I tell her grabbing the two plates from her hands. “You go do whatever you need to and we’ll head out.”
Twenty minutes later, we pull into the compound to see Tank leaning against the front wall, his arms crossed. As I cut the engine, he walks towards us, shaking his head. “Your dad know you’ve got his ol’ lady on the back of his ride?”
“Shut up Tank,” Mom says as she climbs off the back. “Viper knows and the last time I checked, this is my ride not his.”
“No need to get your panties in a wad,” he laughs as he lifts her easily off her feet into a bear hug. “Thanks for coming by.”
“Where else would I be?” she says, as he lowers her to the ground. The way she and Tank are, reminds me so much of myself and Bethany. We may fight like cats and dogs, call each
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