Psycho - Headless Horsemen MC novel Chapter 13

- Harley -

Shelby and I make our way tot he house prospects following closely behind, once we get to the house we race up stares and grab the few things we would need for the next few days. I look over to Shelby and see a frown spread across her face, I don't know how to cheer her up, I've never really been good at emotions and shit so I said what I thought would cheer her up, "We can go shopping tomorrow or the day after" she smiles and turns to face me, "Really? Are you sure they will let us?" she asks quietly.

"Of course, and if Jax says no I'll make him change his mind don't you worry" I wink at her as I continue to grab my toiletries, we make our way outside to the prospects. "Someone's going to have to ride with Shelby on the back, I don't ride with others, no offence Shelbs" I turn to face her and she smiles and nods her head "None taken girl, wouldn't want to ride with you either, I don't have a death wish".

I chuckle and shake my head before throwing my leg over my bike, Wood instructs the other prospect to take her, I think his names, Angus. He nods and we start our bikes bringing them to life before heading down the road towards the compound.

Wood and I notice we are being followed by three bikes so he instructs Angus to ride ahead with Shelby and that we would meet him back at the clubhouse once we deal with them. As he rode of infront Wood and I got off of our bikes shooting at the others that were riding towards us, hitting their wheels and causing their bikes to slide out from underneath them, skidding along the gravel.

We get back on our bikes before making our way over to them, we drag them into the ditch on the side of the road slitting their throats before dumping the bikes on top of them, Wood and I walk backwards until I deem it to be somewhat a safe distance before I shoot the gas tank of one of the bikes sending them up in a big ball of fire, beautiful.

We get back on our bikes and ride towards the compound, as we pull up I notice the increased amount of brothers around the perimeter of the compound, on the roofs and stationed out the front. I pull up my bike and get off earning a few sideways glances from the members that I have not met nor seen before and the rotters that are hanging off of them like a fly to shit.

"Shit seems pretty serious" I say turning to wood as he takes off his helmet and gloves before turning his attention to me, "You could say that, don't expect to go anywhere without a guard until all this dies down, if anything happens to you Jax will set fire to the country" I nod and smile before he heads inside, I stand out the front a little longer taking my time to look at everything, some kids play outside on a playground with some older women, I can only assume they belong to some of the older members here.

I make my way inside the place is completely packed, people drinking and smoking, some dancing, some talking shit. Some people look at me with small grins on there faces, I look down at myself to see me covered from head to toe in blood and dirt, I probably look like I've just crawled out of a slasher film, I chuckle to myself before I allow my eyes to roam around the room until i see Jaxs face.

He looks worried or stressed so I give him a reassuring smile, He starts to make his way over to me as i return my attention back to the people infront of me, but there's one that catches my eyes, i can't see his face only the back of him but something looks familiar. Before I notice what's going on he turns to face me and the blood drains from my face as does his, the once loud room falls silent and the only thing i can hear is my heartbeat pounding through my chest.

His hairs the same colour as my natural hair, his face similar to Matthews, almost identical. And then those eyes, the exact same as mine and my brothers, there's no mistake that this man is my father. But he died all those years ago, I close my eyes tightly before opening them again, maybe my brains playing some cruel trick on me.

He can't be here, he's dead, isn't he? Did Matthew know the whole time? Why didn't he come for me? Why did he leave in the first place? Did my mother know he wasn't dead? A million questions run through my head at once. I watch his every move, once I get a better look at him there's no denying it, that man is my father, my blood runs cold.

He takes one step towards me dropping his hands to the side dropping his beer bottle he was also holding. I'm too scared to move, in case this isn't real and he vanishes, my breathing increases again the more I stare at him. My hands begin to shake and twitch the more this sets into my mind, the more it becomes real, as a tidal wave of mixed emotions comes crashing over me sending me into a full-blown panic attack

I see Jax in the corner of my eye as I keep my main focus on the man infront of me, Jax had stopped a little bit next to me leaving some space between us, guess he's learnt well, his eyes watch my hands and my body language, he knows im going to explode any second. Like a landmine, one wrong step and this place will be blown to shit.

I slide my hand over my pocket knife touching the cool metal and calming down at the touch. He must have known about what Brett was doing to me? Why didn't he take me with him? Why? Why didn't neither of them fucking rescue me?

A thousand more questions run through my brain but they all come to a stop as soon as he speaks.

"Princess?" His voice spills out, he drags the word out slightly, I can hear the emotion in his voice as it slight cracks when he speaks the one word, he's trying to hold back. Tears fall freely down my blood-stained cheeks.

"Daddy?" I whisper.