– Jax –
“Harley, don’t you fucking think about it” She turns to look at me and her face says it all, she’s actually fucking considering it, “She’s right Jaxon, how long can I escape death? I’ve shed so much blood its only fair” She turns around to face the woman standing infront of Elijah’s cot, the sound of our front doors being kicked open echo throughout the house followed by heavy footsteps, the older woman puts the gun she’s holding on the small table next to her and holds her hands up in the air as if she’s giving herself up.
The first three people in the room are Gunner, Blaze and Ice 2 of them I didn’t expect at all. Gunner raises his gun and aims at the random woman as Harley just stares at her, “Shark Eye’s has Elijah” Gunner says to both of us, “Is that your boy, Elijah?” The older woman asks “Keep my son’s name out of your filthy fucking mouth, the only reason you’re still fucking standing is because I want to know what type of loony bin let you into the free world. In what fucking decade is it okay to break into someone’s house and ask them to play a game of Russian Roulette?”.
“In the same decade it’s okay to break into a cemetery to steal a baby’s ashes” She grins at us and my heart almost stops, I see Harley’s body tensing infront of me as the older woman pulls a small pink teddy urn, the same urn we used to put our daughter to rest. “How did you get that?” Harley growls at her taking a step forward but the older lady takes a step to the open window, “I don’t think so darling, take another step and what you have left of your daughter will be tipped out the window before you can even blink”.
Gunner takes the safety off and the woman moves her hand closer to the window “DON’T” Harley yells causing both of them to stop, “Put the gun down Gunner” She says not bothering to look at him, she won’T take her eyes off of the woman standing before her, “Harlz” He begins “Put the fucking gun down Gunner, now” She says a little softer as her voice breaks between small sobs, Gunner does as she says and returns his gun to his waistband. “Blaze I need you to get the men to search the property, into the woods, higpoints for snipers fucking everything. Let the dogs out of the basement I’m sure they’re hungry again” I don’t bother looking over to him but I know he’s gone because his footsteps fade into the distance.
“Gunner get the women and kids to the basement in the clubhouse until it’s been fully searched, Ice you’re staying here, I guess you get to prove just how loyal you are” Gunner nods and makes his way downstairs as Ice walks to my side and looks over to me, “Have you got a plan?” I nod my head “We need her away from the window, Harley won’t let that urn go anywhere”. Ice takes a step forward and looks back to me before touching Harley’s shoulder, her head snaps around and her face slightly softens when she sees him, “You don’t need to do this Harley” He beings speaking slowly to her.
“I do, that’s mine and Jax’s baby, nothing either of you says will change my mind, she’s not here but she’s still family and I will not let her go” She says looking back to the small urn, and she’s right, if I stopped her from doing this she would never forgive me, if I didn’t plan it properly and she threw the urn she would also never forgive me, there’s nothing I can fucking do except watch and hope that we are given 3 seconds of grace to make the shot.
The lady moves to the other side of the room to the opposite window before reaching for the gun again placing it infront of Harley, I look to my side and realize Ice has left my side, some fucking brother he is, at least I have my answer. “your first, darling” Harley looks behind her one more time at me and my chest tightens so much I cant actually breath any air in, “You take care of our boy if something happens” She smiles and nods her head before sitting down opposite the woman, “You out of here, just her and I”, I shake my head and laugh at her “I’m not leaving my wife” She shakes the small urn in her hands “Puddin, just go, please. I love you” Harley begs.
“I love you too Harley” I walk out and close the door behind me before sliding down to sit on the floor against it, theres nothing i can do, i just hope she can escape the hands of death one more time. I rest my head in my hands and listen for any movement or noises, eventually, the sound of an empty gun clicking is the only thing I can hear followed by a few seconds of silence before it clicks again the sound of heavy footsteps bring me out of my thoughts and I’m met by Shark Eye’s, “It’s her isn’t it?” His face looks so defeated all I do is nod.
As I get off the floor to stand he opens the door and storms in, “Put the gun down princess” Harley clicks the trigger and an empty round goes off, she passes the gun back to the woman infront of her. “Get up Harley, this has nothing to do with you” He growls at her, I’ve never heard him be so stern with her before, “Dad it’s me she wants,” Harley says looking at the small urn on the window sill. Shark Eye’s grabs Harley by the arm and drags her up shoving her into me before sitting down himself.
“No, dad don’t, please let me do it” Harley screams and begins to thrash in my arms, “Boy you better hold onto her and get her out of here right now” Harley tries harder to fight me off but I use all my strength to try and hold her, “Daddy, please don’t” She pleads with him, he turns his head to look at her and smiles “I love you princess, but this is for me to deal with, not you. Jaxon get her out of the house NOW” He nods his head at me and I nod back no matter how much I don’t want too.
I lift her up and carry her out of the room as she screams and elbows anything she can reach, “Kitten please” I try to reason with her but I know it’s no use, not only is our daughter up there but now also her father the last living blood relative beside Elijah, she’s lost everyone I just hope he can pull off whatever hes planning up there. “Jax let me go, I need to save him” She sobs and thrashes as I walk out the front door and out onto the grass in the direction of the clubhouse.
The sounds of dogs barking and growling fastly approach us, soon enough they come into view running towards the house, once they get closer I can see old and new blood matted into their fur but they run keep running past and go straight to the house, Harley’s still screaming and fighting me but stops when Gunner comes into view. “Everyone’s in the bar, dogs found a few dangling around the lot and ripped them up so they’re in the basement” He pants trying to catch his breath, “Gunner, go get my dad please, I’ll do anything, I’ll stop pranking you, I’ll stop teasing you fucking please” She cries.
I can see tears being to fill Gunners eyes but he holds them back, “I cant Harlz, he told me himself not to let anyone up there, maybe you should go and see Betty” He tries to change the subject but its useless. She turns her head and bites down onto my arm causing me to loosen my grip on her enough for her to slip out of my grip, “God damn it Harley” I yell as she runs back towards the house, I run after her, the sound of dogs barking gets louder the closer we get.
Until there’s a single deafening gunshot that echos throughout the area bouncing off the trees at the back of our house, Harley stops as soon as she hears it and drops to her knees I run up behind her and pull her into my arms looking over her for a wound until I realise it wasn’t her that was hit, sobs rack her tiny body as she whispers the word “No” Repeatedly to herself all I can do is hold her and hope its Shark Eyes that walks out of that room.
“I need to go see,” She says as she hiccups, she tries to get herself off the ground to stand up but I hold her down, “I can’t let you up there kitten, I can’t let you see it if it’s him. We have to wait” Someone running makes me raise my head to see who it is, Ice comes into view coming from the directions of the woods behind our house, “Where the fuck did you go?” I basically scream at him, he just stands there smiling at us like a fucking idiot, Harley looks up to him and looks like she’s about to scoop his eyeballs out and eat them infront of his body.
The sound of our front door opening and shutting makes both of us look away from Ice and towards to the porch only to see Shark Eyes standing there covered in blood and brain matter while holding the urn in one hand and the gun in his other, Harley scrambles to her feet and runs over to him wrapping her arms around him tightly, he laughs and hugs her back still holding onto the urn and gun.
I turn my head to look at Ice who’s still smiling, were going to talk about this later I’ll message you when I’m done doing what needs to be done, he nods his head and walks back towards the clubhouse while whistling to himself. I turn back around and walk over to the porch where Harleys still hugging her dad, “You stupid old bastard you could have died” She curses him out, he pulls back out of the hug and hands her the urn and the gun “You see that’s the difference princess, I’m old, youre young. You have your whole life ahead of you baby, I’ve lived mine”.
He turns to me and pulls me in for a hug before patting my back, “Thank you son, now if you two will excuse me im sure my fiance is going to punch my head in” He says while bowing and walking back towards the clubhouse where one very pissed off Betty stands waiting for him, the dogs continue to bark inside making Harley turn her head to look “Let’s go see what they’re crapping on about before getting Elijah”.
We walk inside and into the kitchen where the dogs are barking at something in the air vent, “Think it’s a mouse or something?” Harley asks tying to look through the vents, “Nah, probably a racoon or something. They don’t bark at the mice in the garage” I say shrugging my shoulders before getting down to open the vent up, “There are mice in the garage!?” She asks with a disgusted look on her face, I turn to look at her and laugh “You know the boys don’t clean up their food and shit in there, of course there are fucking mice. I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a hobo living in there for a free feed every day”.
She laughs at me and shakes her head while looking at the urn and gun in her hand, “I think hobos eat more than food crumbs puddin”, “Hobo’s will eat whatever they can get kitten” I reply before leaning down and looking through the slits, I see a small red light blinking away in there I move a little close to get a better look, I jump up and grab Harley throwing her over my shoulder and whistling to the dogs to follow.
“What the hells going on Jax?” She asks as I run out the front door followed closely by the dogs, I get to the middle of the paddock before the place explodes sending pieces of shrapnel soaring into the air and areas surrounding us, the blast is enough to knock Harley and I over, burst my eardrums for awhile, shatter the windows of the back of the clubhouse and set the cars and bikes alarms off. Pieces of our house on fire fall around us like some sick firework show, Harley looks at me before looking down to her side I follow her eyes to see a large cut along the side of her body with the piece of metal still hanging out of it, the cuts too deep and blood pours out of her side soaking through her clothes, my clothes and the grass underneath us.
“See, no one can escape death, puddin”.