Chapter 2

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Not wanting to say anything against Tierney while everyone in the main area of the clubhouse are most likely staying as quiet as they could to listen in to another one of my meltdowns. Against more accusations my mother is hysterically throwing around to any of the bikers who are willing to give her the chance to and then take her side after the sob story and the water works that always seem to follow.

"I know it wasn't your fault Sabina and your mother can blame you for situations that she doesn't has the full facts on before ripping in to you. But we both know how your presence will just amplify against what has happened today." Tierney says out of the blue as he steps up to the door gripping the doorknob as if he is holding himself back in wanting to do something with his hands. Staring up at him from my crouching position nearest the floor I am not sure what to say to his sudden statement.

"Oh I know how my sullen mood can put you cold hearted bikers off coming anywhere near me or the clubhouse when they know I am there. I don't think I need to be told twice Tierney. Your wife did a pretty good job and giving me a piece of my mind a few moments ago which I am sure everybody - even you - could hear her screeching voice."

"Your Mother Sabina only means well when it comes to Alice you know that. After what Alice has been through your mother doesn't want Alice to see the violence that goes on around here. So maybe this time next week we can actually have a calm conversation about what has gone on here today and make it stop. At least while Alice is making her on and off appearance to the clubhouse."

My anger which I though had simmered back down to the pit of my stomach for the day plastered up clouding my mind with all the things I desperately want to say no matter how vulgar and nasty they may be. I'm more livid than I truly care to admit based on how everything my mother and Tierney say always seem to circle back to how Alice is feeling and how all the things I am doing is upsetting her. The pair of them never realise that what is causing me to retaliate upsets me more because nobody stands up and defends me.

"Well Alice isn't the only person in this building who has been raped by your enemies Tierney so I would like the benefit of the doubt that I have every reason to defend myself from those forcing themselves onto me. If my actions are only going to cause problems I don't even know why else I bother staying here aside from needing the cash to get out of this god forsaken town for good."

Just by the look on his face my words have hit him like a hard firm slap straight in the face and has shocked him at lot worse than what I thought it would even though I though mother dearest would have taken the time to say something to him even just to generalise the situation. I didn't think to ask when my mind just has me blurt out scared information I try not to share with others not wanting to have pity showered over me and me like I am nothing but a procaine doll. That's how Alice is being treated and she is one of those who is soaking up all the attention and isn't facing up to the demons lingering around the edges of her mind.

Tierney still has made up his mind on the decision to still ban me from the clubhouse for the next week strides out of the storage room with nothing else to say. He too didn't acknowledge that a number of his fellow bikers have fallen back on to their arses when the door harshly pushed on by their president on his way out. Seeing my mother launch her crying mess self into Tierney's chest wrapping her legs around her waist babbling on about something my hearing doesn't quiet catch before the door retracts back on itself in the door frame space.

Planting my arse on the floor for the time being to give my thighs some rest. I don't know what to do now that I have the next week off despite always being the one to complain that I don't ever get some time off. But I just didn't expect when I walked in to work this morning that I would be forcibly told to take some time off based on an incident that wasn't even started by me. Spending some time to unruffled the storage list from within my tight grasp of my white knuckled fist. There is no use trying to use it now and I immediately scrunch it back up into a tight ball and throw it as hard as I could across the room behind some stacked creates on the other side of the room.

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