– Harley –
I wake up to the sun shining into my eyes almost blinding me, “What the hell?” I mumble to myself as I roll over to move out of the sunlights path, I rub my eyes and slowly open them to be met by a dark blue wall, the first thing I think is where the fuck am i? I shoot up in bed and look around to be met by my childhood room, everything’s the same. My bed, my furniture, my stuffed animals, fucking everything. I rip the blanket off of me and jump up looking down at my body, but I’m not a child I’m still covered in tattoos and scars, is this a dream?
I walk into the bathroom and look around, everything’s the same in here too, the dark towels all the stuff I used to use even the fucking light fixture. Red Hot Chilli Peppers begin to play downstairs, just like it did every Sunday when dad would make breakfast for us before working on his bike. I open the door and a small child comes running towards me nearly bowling me over “Be careful Davey!” The young boy calls out over his shoulder as he runs down the stairs… Davey… it was Matthew.
I run down after him and towards the kitchen where I’m met by Matthew, my mother and my father sitting down at the table. “Sit down princess, you’re just in time” Dad says patting the seat next to him. I do as I’m told and sit down next to him looking over everything and everyone, why hasn’t anyone said anything about what I look like? “Good morning baby” My mother says leaning over and kissing the side of my head, “Am I dead?” I ask looking between the three of them and all they do is laugh.
“Don’t be silly princess, now come on and eat up. We have a big day today and I need all the muscle help I need!” My dad says as he digs into his breakfast, they all talk amongst one another while I just sit here trying to figure out what the fucks going on. There’s a loud bang and it goes black before I’m suddenly in the garage watching my dad work on his motorcycle, yeah I have to be fucking dead.
I walk over to him and kneel beside him as he changes the oil, “Daddy, what do I look like?” He stops working on the bike and sits up to look at me. “Well, you have beautiful long brown hair just like mine, and you have the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen in the world, they hold so much love in them princess. You may be short but I know you can stand up for yourself little lady, you won’t need your old man around when it comes to dating huh, but if a boy dare touches you, you tell me straight away and I’ll sort the bastard out” He says sternly before laughing.
“Oh princess, you have your whole life ahead of you, i cant wait to watch you grow” He smiles at me, I go to respond but there’s another loud bang before it all goes dark. When I come too I’m in the kitchen again but it’s different, the dishes are piled high, the smell of smoke and alcohol burns my nose. I walk into the lounge room to find my mother passing out on the couch, “Momma?” I ask shaking her shoulder, “Mom?” I try again shaking her a little harder. “Go away Harley, there’s food in the kitchen” She groans as she rolls onto her other side, I stand up and go upstairs to my brother’s room.
But when I open the door his rooms gone, it’s a study now. I walk back down the hallway and notice the family photos are gone and have been replaced of photos of my mother and that asshole Brett. I run back downstairs and run into the one and only, he looks down at me before smirking and grabbing onto my arm, I try to fight him off but hes stronger, stronger than humanly possible. I scream out for mom to help me but there no response, I yell for my brother, my father, even Jax but no one answers the call.
He drags me up the stairs and into my room, this isn’t happening again, it can’t be happening again. I go to open the window to jump out but he grabs a hold of my hair and yanks me back and down to the ground, “Please don’t” I beg but he just laughs, “How many times have you begged me before? It isn’t going to change a damn thing Harley”. He lifts me from the floor by my hair before throwing me onto my bed, he takes off his shirt and I want to run but I’m frozen, I want to kick him away but I just can’t.
He climbs on top of me and I can feel the hot tears running down my cheeks, “Shhhh don’t cry” He purrs in my ear wiping away the tears with his shirt before stuffing it into my mouth, he moves his hands to mine and pins them to the bed beneath me “Now try not to move so much this time” His gut-wrenching smirk appears again before it feels like my body’s being ripped in two, I clench my teeth down onto the shirt and let out a blood curdling scream.
I wake up again and I’m in a dark room, the faint sounds of machines beeping make me open my eyes to look around, I’m in a hospital now. I look down to my arms and rip the drips out before throwing my blanket off, I see a catheter and take a deep breath before pulling that out too, I bite down on my jaw to muffle any noise I make before ripping the other shit they have stuck in me like a damn voodoo doll.
I carefully move to the side of the bed and stand myself up, my head spins for a few seconds causing me to hold onto the bed for support until it stops spinning. I take a deep breath and begin to walk again, I spot what looks like my clothes on one of the tables next to the bed so I walk over and look through it. Pants, shirt and shoes, good enough. I throw the large shirt over my head and the first thing I smell is Jax, maybe I am alive. I pull the jeans on and grab my shoes, in one of the shoes is my gun and in the other is my knife.
I tuck the gun and knife into my waistband before putting the shoes on, of course he remembered them but not socks. I find my phone, keys and some money in a plastic zip-lock bag on the couch so I open it and grab them too shoving them into my pockets, I look to the clock on the bedside table and see its 1:30 am, looks like it’s time to go home.
I go into the bathroom and splash water over my face and hair before making my run for it, I open the door slowly and see most of the nurses are doing rounds or are in the tea room having a break, this is my chance. I slip out and start speed walking down the halls towards the elevator, someone grabs my shoulder so I turn around and am met by ‘Annie’. I push her into the cleaner’s closet and close the door before pulling my gun out and aiming it at her head, “Harley what are you doing? God, you’re supposed to be-” She begins but stops when I take the safety off and push the barrel more into her forehead.
“Who are you?” I hiss at her, “A-Annie” She stutters but I’m in no mood for games, “Who the fuck are you?” I ask again my voice now colder and louder. “I- I can’t say” She replies as tears fall from her eyes, “I need you to tell me right now or you’re not leaving this damn closet” I snap back now moving closer to her face, I can see the fear in her eyes, she’s scared but not of me, she’s scared of telling me. “I have a stalker” She starts and I nod my head “He finds me wherever I go. This is the first place I’ve stayed in for longer than 3 months” I lower the gun and put the safety on before putting it back into my waistband.
“Look I’m sorry for being all crazy, but a girl has shit to do. So you have my number don’t you?” I ask and she nods her head back as a response, “d\Do you need some boys keeping an eye out for you?” I watch as she thinks about it for a few seconds before shaking her head no, I pull the gun back out of my waistband and hold it out to her, “Well I’m not going to let you walk around defenceless”, A small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth before she shakes her head again, “I have one” She replies in a soft tone of voice.
Oooooo maybe miss innocent isn’t as innocent as I thought, I nod my head and smile at her, “Well, you have my number. Please call me if you need anything, anytime I don’t care. Now, this bitch has some things to do so if you will excuse me” I begin as I move towards the door putting my gun away, “Wait, what’s you’re name than?” I ask looking over my shoulder, she chews on her lip before answering “Angel”.
“Angels better than Annie, anyways I’m off, if you see anyone looking for me, well you didn’t see me!” I wave goodbye as I run out of the closet and towards the fire exits, can’t get caught again. I jog down the stairs until I’m at the ground level, I turn down the hallway and run towards the two large doors, my doors to freedom. I hear someone yell out from behind me and see some nurses coming my way, I don’t think so ladies. I push myself harder and run out the doors, fresh air hits my skin and its never felt so good but I don’t have time to stop and enjoy it I need to keep running.
Once I know I’ve lost whatever hospital staff was put on my goose chase I make my way to the clubhouse, I go down a few ally ways to cut some time off my mission because a bitch is tired. I get to the last ally way before the clubhouse when I encounter the first two people I’ve seen so far on this journey, I keep walking hoping to get past them without having too much hassle but no such luck.
One of them grabs onto my wrist and spins me around attaching his nasty mouth to my neck, I pull the knife out of my pocket and stab him in the side of the neck twisting the blade back and forth, he moves away from me but coughs and spits his blood all over me, great. His friend looks to me before running off, fucking hell. I run after him down the ally, he keeps turning around to look how close I am which causes him to fall over a bag of rubbish.
I push myself harder to get to him before he can get up, he struggles to get back up in time as I kick his back making him fall forward onto his chest, I climb onto his back and wrap my arm around his neck pulling it up slightly so my lips are close to his ear, “Can’t leave any witnesses hmm?” I coo in his hear before sliding my knife against his neck under the part I’m holding, his body begins to twitch as the blood pools out onto the floor underneath us, no point staying, he won’t survive it.
I get off of him and wipe the blade on my shirt before putting it back into my pants, I look down and I’m covered in blood and dirt, great. I continue to walk towards the clubhouse, I’ll get someone to pick the bodies up when I get back. The closer I get to the gate the louder the music is, the car lot looks packed, full of men and woman drinking and smoking, the large gates are open letting anyone see in.
I get to the entrance and stand there staring at everyone enjoying themselves as someone stumbles up beside me causing me to look to his direction, “Hey gorgeous, you look like you’ve been a little naughty” The older man slurs as he walks towards me I turn my head back to the front of the clubhouse and begin to walk towards it, someone has some fucking explaining to do, first thing is where is my fucking son and the second one is where is my fucking husband. I see a figure running towards me, as they get closer I recognise it as Blaze. “Harley, what the hell are you doing here!?” He asks with a bottle in one hand and a joint in the other, a rotter chases after him clinging to his arm.
“Don’t run off like that baby” She coos before looking at me, “Ew, whos this little whore. Ew, why are you covered in blood?” I smirk at her but Blaze almost laughs at her, “Hillary shut the fuck up that’s my president’s woman” He tries, the man that had approached me before comes over once again, “Oi hot stuff, come play with me. I promise I’m all man” I pull my gun out and shoot him point blank between the eyes without taking my eyes off of ‘Hillary’ she screams and covers her mouth with her hands as she watches his head bleed out on the gravel next to me.
“Call me a whore again” I smile sweetly at her before shooting her thigh, she screams and collapses to the floor screaming for Blaze to help her, I walk to him and grab the beer and joint from his hand before continuing to walk towards the entrance.
The gunshots must have caught some peoples attention because most of the eyes are on me, the woman are looking at me in disgust while the men have a glint of amazement in their eyes, I mean I must look like a walking murder scene. People move out of my way as I inch closer to the crowds. I sip on the beer before bringing the joint to my lips and taking a few drags. I get to the front doors and the bars almost full, I finish the rest of my beer throwing the bottle against a wall, before taking another drag of the joint.
I spot almost everyone instantly but no one’s seen me, I walk to the middle of the room and once again everyone moves for me, I climb up onto the pool table and take one more drag before pulling my gun out again and pointing it at the roof, Gunner’s the first to see me, his face drops and his eyes widen, why hello there Gunner. I shoot 4 rounds into the roof causing everyone to stop what they’re doing and draw their guns ou, t the music stops too and it’s now silent, “Gun’s away men” I call out, they all look my way and look shocked to see me.
“Why so shocked to see me, and where’s my damn husband?” I call out looking over the crowd, seconds later Jax comes running down the stairs pushing everyone out of his way to get to me, “Ahhh there he is!” I exclaim clapping my hands together, I walk to the side of the pool table and sit down on the edge swinging my legs back and forth. Once he gets through the crowd he runs to me pulling me into his body, I’m met by his scent and warmth, and I’ve never been more sure that he is my human.
“Jesus kitten, they said you weren’t going to wake up for another 2 weeks, fuck I’m so happy you’re awake” He sighs into my neck before pulling his face back and kissing all over my face despite the blood on it, “Wait, what do you mean ANOTHER 2 weeks?!”.