Wrecker
Once I pull my head out of my ass, I go in search of Harlee. Last time I saw her she was still with her old man. I walk through the clubhouse and stop at the bar when I see my sister sitting there.
“Where is she?” I ask, because I know she sure as shit wouldn’t be sitting here is she were still here.
“She’s gone.”
“What to do you mean, she’s gone?”
“Just what I fucking said. She left.”
Rage boils through my veins. She’s not fucking leaving me. I grip the side of the bar ready to go off.
“Calm down, Wrecker. You should be glad she’s gone.”
“Keisha, I am warning you to shut your fucking cock sucker. Sister or not, you don’t say shit about Harlee.”
“She cut us out.” She shrugs.
“Maybe I will drag her ass back here just so she can beat your ass,” I tell her. I sure as shit haven’t forgiven her for fucking getting knocked up by Demon. I start to ask her about his cancer but think better of it. I don’t have time for this shit. I need to talk to Harlee. We gotta figure our shit out.
I start to knock when I hear Demon say, “Make sure you take care of the bitch. Don’t trust her.” Briggs and Ash come out of Demon’s office.
My eyes narrow on him and he bumps hard against my shoulder. “Where are you off to?”
“A run for Demon. You wanna come with me?” Briggs says.
“I gotta find Harlee.”
“Where the fuck you think we’re headed?” Ash snaps at me. “She told me she’d be fine, so I left, shouldn’t have fuckin’ listened to her.”
Demon’s words are all too fresh in my mind. Surely he didn’t mean his own daughter. I’ll fucking kill him. “What’s going on?”
“That dumb cunt is giving Harlee shit over taking your kid. We’re going to convince her to hand her over.”
“Goddamnit. Let’s ride.”
**
When we roll up next to Harlee she is laid back in her seat asleep. She must be damn tired if the sound of our motorcycles didn’t wake her. I park my bike and peck on her window.
She jumps up and clutches her chest. “You scared the shit out of me,” she says once she opens the door. “
“What are you doing here, Wrecker?”
“Princess, don’t you think it’s time you went back to calling me Carter? You’ve been flip flopping on my name for a week now, and you know I hate when you call me Wrecker. I’m not Wrecker to you. Never will be.”
“Does this mean you’ve forgiven me?”
I crouch down by her seat as I push the door open further. “Am I pissed? Fuck yeah, I’m angry. But I love you and we will work through our shit. Right now though, we need to get our girl.”
She bites her bottom lip and I nod.
Briggs comes over when I give him the signal and we ask her everything we need to know.
“Is the kid there?”
She switches the key in the ignition and lights up the dash. “She should be getting ready to get off the bus in a about fifteen minutes.
“Here’s what’s going to happen. You pull in the driveway right before she gets off the bus and be waiting for her. The moment she steps off you put her in your car and you drive straight to your father. Don’t stop no matter what. Ash will follow you the entire way home, so you don’t get any trouble.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Are you sure you want to know?”
She nods.
“I’m gonna make sure this bitch never comes after our daughter then I’m going to come home and we are going to sit down and work through our shit together as a family. Feel me?”
She nods and I stand up. You follow us but we’ll be parking away from the house. Don’t pull in the driveway until I give you the signal.”
“What’s the signal?”
“I’ll call your phone and let it ring once and then hang up.
“Okay, Wr—Carter.”
“That’s right, baby, it’s Carter from now on.”
Harlee does exactly what I instructed her to do, when I saw my daughter get into the back seat of Harley’s car, I almost went over to her, but I have a job to do, so a family reunion will have to wait.
The front door opens as Harlee takes off out of the driveway with Ash following closely behind her. “Get the fuck back here! This is kidnapping!” The old woman screams.
“It’s not kidnapping when it’s her daughter you old cunt.” I growl at the bitch as I stalk up to her.
She points a finger at me. “You get off my property. Right now.”
I shake my head. “Yeah, that’s not going to work for me, we have some business to discuss with you.” She runs into the house, only to be stopped by Briggs who snuck in through the back. “This is gonna go one of two ways, you call up whatever lawyer you have working for you, put a stop to trying to get custody of my daughter and promise to never contact anyone about the kid again and we’ll leave you alone. Or we’ll just kill you. It’s your choice.”
I shut her front door as Briggs grabs her arm and leads her to her couch. “I’ll do no such thing. I’ve been the mother Harlee should have been to that little girl. She’s mine.”
“No, bitch, she’s mine.”
She looks at me in shock. “You’re her father?”
“Fuckin’ right I am. I won’t let you take what’s mine. What did you think was gonna happen huh? Did you think that Demon was gonna let you take his granddaughter away?”
She shakes her head. “I didn’t know he even knew about Ellie.” She rubs a shaky hand over her face. “I still can’t let you or Harlee take that little girl. What kind of life would she grow up to have? How many other bastards do you have running around out there? That’s not a life for her. She needs a loving and caring home. And I can give her that, I already have.”
I shake my head. “Well bitch, I appreciate that you were around but my kid don’t fucking need no bitch in her life that thinks she is above her mother and father.” I cross my arms and nod as Briggs stands behind her with a garbage bag and zip tie.
Bitch made her choice by not picking the first option.