Who Killed Aylee?

Chapter 14

Penny

 I sit in my car looking out at the flower field. A few miles of wild flowers. I walk through them taking in every color and shade. Every shape, smell, height. Every movement in the slight breeze. It's beautiful.

" Penelope?" I turn and see Silas's concerned face looking at me.

" Isn't it amazing?" I ask him, watching him take long strides to me. If I died today I think I would be happy.

" Are you okay?" His concern is written all over his face. " You seem off."

" No, just angry enough to keep going and happy enough to live." I kiss his lips. Watching his smile appear on his face. Making me smile.

He grabs a blanket from his truck and lays it in the middle of the flowers. We lay down and watch the clouds go by. Letting the silence take over the time together. I don't want to go home. I don't want to finish what I started. I don't want this to end. The moments like this wrapped up consumed with Silas and his musky smell and smile, smirks made just for me.

"What have they been saying?" I ask him, breaking our silence.

" Doesn't matter." He curls a chunk of my hair in his fingers. While I lay on his lap. " They are weak men."

" I thought you guys were friends?"

" Baby, never would I call any man in that house my friend. I am here for the Saints to do the runs and be there when needed, not for friends. They never liked me. Why would I like them?" That is true Miller and Thatcher talked bad about him a lot. I just never understood him until now.

" If this all ended tomorrow what would you do?" I ask

" I would move to a coast line and surf for a year in between eating and worshiping you." He laughs.

" Oh I am there?" Shocked " Can I tell you a secret?"

" Of course" Still paying with my hair.

" I have never pictured myself past my twenties. I always thought I would die or disappear like my mom, like Aylee." Spinning the black eyed susan I have in my fingers. The yellow petals are in a perfect circle shape.

" I never really thought I would have a life." He admits " I never really wanted one. Then I saw this girl and she flipped my world upside down."

" I want a life." I say smelling my flower.

" Me too, want to start one with me? We can leave here and start over and be happy together." He picks a daisy and runs it along my cheek to my chin. " I know your dad is in jail but where is my mom?"

I turn to my stomach feeling an emptiness of the mother I don't know or remember. " I don't really know. She either died or ran away. My dad told us she didn't want us and we just never asked. I don't think I want to know in the end."

" I get that. I wish I didn't know about Penny." His fingers are lightning rods. Small sparks of energy hitting my bare skin just under my shirt on my lower back.

" I think I am going to start a new life one day." I threw my flower. In the air. " I hate it here. I hate the club, always have. I just never had a choice and was forced to do what was always asked of me."

" You drive to be happy." His voice is laced with concern again. " We both do." His breath catches watching me. " We have another run tomorrow."

" I know I think it's my last one." Knowing I will release the girls and disappear into the world to not be found.

I made the choice a few hours ago. I just haven't told anyone. I don't expect him to follow. I also don't expect him to understand. I am going to do this run, then visit my dad. When I leave I will slip off into the world. Just another dot on this giant marble in the sky. I had a plan, but it just changed a bit. I'll have to confront my dad earlier than I was hoping for. After tonight my head will be on the chopping block. Thatcher already told me this is it. Coach is going to be called in if they don't make it this time. He has lost too much money.