CHAPTER 7
I remember my father saying he had a meeting down in the office at the club so I know Anna will be alone. I walk up another level towards my fathers bedroom. I knock on the door softly and I hear Anna shout for me to come in.
Shes sitting on the bed working on her sketches, she seems shocked to see me in her room ,as she puts her sketch board down next to her on the bed , “What’s wrong , have you been crying?”
I ignore her questions and head over to where she’s sitting, “Can I ask you a question?” I ask as I sit down on the corner of the bed and cross my legs.
“You have been crying! What happened? Was it Raven? Do I need to get my bat out?” she asks clearly panicking then comes closer to me and gives me a hug.
“When dad cheated on you with my mother , how did you get over it?” I ask her sadly.
“Oh no Hun , he didn’t?” she asks in disbelief and I just nod.
“I'm so sorry , I'm going to kill that boy , you two were so good together. I cant believe he fucked it up. Are you okay babes?” she says as she holds my hand in hers.
“No I'm not okay... but that’s why I’m here, I need to know how to get over it. Jace has been great and he kinda takes my mind off it but I just cant stop the hurt that keeps creeping inside. I don’t want dad to know about this and after this conversation I never want to speak about Caleb again. I don’t want to mention his name, hear about him or even think about him. I want to just forget! How do I just forget?” I say as I tremble and the tears fall.
She pulls me in for a tight hug , trying to comfort me and it works. “It’s very hard my love , you think you can’t trust men again but you will. I knew what I was getting into when I married your father though. These biker boys are hard to handle but I love your father too much to not work on our relationship and make it work. When he had that drunken one night stand with your mother, your father and I were going through a rough patch especially when I just found out I couldn’t have children. I felt useless and I pushed him away. You see these men don’t like being told what to do , they want a woman that will submit to them that’s why so many of them have whores on the side but I wasn’t willing to do that. It’s not in my nature. He told me straight away that he cheated and I didn’t speak to him for about a week, i knew he felt terrible because he wouldn’t stop apologizing to me. It was hard trying to ignore your father and eventually we talked it out. I made it known that if he ever so much as looks at another woman the wrong way I will be gone without a second glance back and I knew this scared him. About ten months later I knew something was up when he purchased that big pink Harley for the bar with your name and date of birth on it. I didn’t ask or question him and I would always catch him just staring at the handwriting with a proud smile on his face. He was always away at club meetings but one day he came back with you at his side. The first time I saw you I knew you were his, I loved you from the very moment I saw your pretty blue eyes , those same eyes you inherited from your father and I just wished that I was your mother and that you were mine…” she says and the tears start falling from her eyes as she wipes them away with her tattooed fingers. I sit on my knees and give her a hug as I tell her in her ear.
”You are my mom, I am yours ….and daddy’s.” this makes her cry harder and squeeze me tighter ,a few stray tears fall from my eyes at her being emotional ,this is very unlike Anna.
“Anyways I knew that even though your father cheated on me during one of his vulnerable moments I still loved him and wanted him, you just have to work it out. I swear it will get better. I know it’s hard babes but you are a strong girl.” She says wiping away all her tears.
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