Prologue
Sasha
5 years ago.
“Why can’t we just enjoy what we have?” He says while pulling on his jeans, not even looking my way. “I just don’t get why you keep wanting us to be something more. I don’t want a relationship” I watch as he pulls on his white shirt before he sits down to pull on his Nikes.
“I just thought…”
“You thought wrong babe, I don’t want to be tied down. You know this life in the club is dangerous, look how the guy’s old ladies got hurt. I just don’t want that for you” he says as I bite my lip before I hear him sigh “Look I’ve got to go, club business. I’ll call around later” walking out of the bedroom once he had his hat on backwards, I sighed when I heard the front door close.
It was the same fight over and over again and it broke my heart every time.
I felt something for someone who would never feel the same for me, so I wiped my face rid of tears and got out of bed. I knew I had to do this for me, so I grabbed my bags and started to pack everything I could. I couldn’t be in this town anymore. I couldn’t see the guy I fell in love with every day and see him flirt with other random girls, I just couldn’t do it.
Once I was done I looked around the apartment for anything that I had missed but I grabbed the last bag of mine and walked out the door.
That was the last I saw or heard from him...
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I was heading to Washington knowing this was the place I knew family would help me. It took me hours to get there but when I drove down the familiar street it felt like home, it was the bad part of the city but I knew everyone looked after everyone. Finding the right house I pulled up outside it, I saw the local people staring at me, I was pale and white with tattoos to them I was probably white trash but when I got out of the car I saw Aunt Bebe standing up from her chair.
“Well I’ll be damn” I heard her mumble as she walked down the little steps that lead up to her house. I tried to smile at her but I broke down in her arms “Oh baby what’s the matter?” she asks me but I held onto her when I felt her wrap her arms around me.
“Come on baby, you must be tired. Tyrone get her bags, she’ll be staying with us.” she kept her arms around me and brought me inside.
After a few days of being there Aunt Bebe helped me into the old family house next door, she had let people stay here but she always kept it clean for Mel and I. When our parents left, Mel got into some reckless stuff, hung out with the wrong people before she got arrested for grand theft so I decided to move. I had left Washington and moved to New York, I got a job that paid well, got tattooed and had all new friends but then I met Ace Collins. The local bad boy from a motorcycle club Armoured Beasts.
He was the charming guy that always had girls running after him everywhere he went but when he came into work that day I was head over heels. It started off as one night stands every once in a while but then turned into weekly meetups, I started to fall hard and I knew that I shouldn’t but I did.
Before I left I had been feeling really sick, I wasn’t sure if it was worrying about Phoenix and Anastasia being hurt or what. I was barely eating and always sleeping, I was tired and it felt I couldn’t get enough sleep, so when I moved back to Washington Aunt Bebe walked in on me wiping my mouth as I came out of the bathroom she knew instantly that I was pregnant. I had found out a few days before I left.
“That was one of the reasons you left isn’t it?” She asked me, “does the father know?”
I looked down and shook my head “he wouldn’t care anyway, ” I waved her off, she narrowed her eyes at me but nodded her head, I had told her about Ace and she totally understood.
As the years went on being a single parent was hard, even though I had help from Aunt Bebe and her son Tyrone who became a best friend to me, I still felt useless. My son was born and I fell into a depression that I couldn’t shake for a few years, by the time Dakota was 2 or 3 years old I was ready to end my life. I took anything that made me forget about things, I was such a bad mother I could barely look at Dakota because it was like I was looking at Ace.
So I managed to get a hold of some sleeping pills and mixed them with alcohol. I was knocking on heaven’s door by the time Tyrone came looking for me and found me past out on the bed.
A few days later I woke up in the hospital with Tyrone sitting there telling me I needed help, not just for myself but for Dakota. My son didn’t need to see that and I was glad that he didn’t so I booked myself into rehab. It took me a whole year to be okay, to be able to do things normally again with Dakota staying with Aunt Bebe and Tyrone.
It only took one phone call to be back in this town, my twin sister was lying in a hospital bed in a coma. That’s all it took to pack my bags and leave with Dakota in my arms to be with my sister, she was the only other family I had left. So I sit here crying silently holding Dakota as he slept in my arms while I watched Mel’s heart monitor beep. Over the years Mel had been trying to tell me to tell Dakota’s father that he had a son but I was scared, I was lucky Dakota wasn’t taken off me before I went to rehab.
“I need you sis”
