Anarchy Angel

Chapter 12.Reasons

Angels POV
How do they do it?You know the whole 'come,lay on the sofa and tell me about your daddy issues'thing.

Its absolutely pitiful if you ask me.I mean how the hell is one person going to make all your problems drift away?She infuriated me with every 'and how does that make you feel?'bullshit she pulled.With her little clip board writing down every fraction of information she could get from me.

I only went because Julian forced me.He said I need psychological help.That he doesn't want to walk into another one of my mental break downs.It meant the world to me that he thought of himself during the argument.How he doesn't want to walk in on it.How he doesn't want his men finding out about the suicidal girl living among them.Like Im some kind of plague.

Walking into the dimmly lit house.The eery silence is what sends cold shivers down my spine.

"It gets rather lonely up here this time of year,doesn't it?"

Slowly a figure came into my view.It was a girl with black curls framing her face.The tight black dress she wore did nothing to hide her pregnant belly.

"And who are you,exactly?"

She smirked stepping forward
Sticking her hand out for me to take.

"Tracey.Tracey Redichey"

Dumb founded by the name I slowly step back from her.This woman was known to use men and murder them after it.She killed children in the blink of an eye with no mercy.And her brother was just as merciless.

"What are you doing in my house?"

"I came to deliver a message to Julian but seems he is out"

I glance around the foyer."Yes it seems that way."

She steps forward.
"Will you be a dear and deliver a message to him?Tell him I left our ultra sound on the desk"

She walks past me.Slamming the door shut.
Words could not describe this feeling in my gut.She is pregnant.With Julians kid.

I couldn't stay here.Not with him.And definitely not with his baby mama.I grabbed the first suit case I saw.Throwing in everything I owned.I left.I left Julian to deal with this drama.I was not part of it and I didn't want to be.

The cracking of gravel was the only thing to be heard in the night sky.That and my heavy breathing.All those years of smoking have not been kind to me...At all.
Lugging the suitcase behind me I scan the area surrounding me.Posh houses in a gated community with Julians Mansion slap dashed right in the middle of it. Theres no getting out here even if I want to.

Accepting my defeat I slouch down on the side walk using the suit case as a back rest.Why did she have to pitch up now.Just when I was getting better.Just when life was looking brighter the bitch had to come and darken up the sunshine again.

My mother always used to tell me.You have to go through hell to enjoy the good things in life.
I get that whole nothing is for free bullshit my dad used to spin to me and Jax.But I doubt he even believed it.His source of positivity usually came from a bottle of jack and a vagina.But who is judging right?

He was never a father to me after my moms death.The hospital visits came to an end.So did everything else.

Flashback
5 years ago

"You infuriate me!"

"How can I infuriate you when your never fucking home!?"

"Angel dont forget who you are speaking to .I will beat respect into you girl!"

"Haha father of the year people!"I screamed out turning in a circle with my arms spread out...

Slap!
End of flashback

It was the first time he had ever laid a hand on a woman let alone his daughter.The slap he rained down on my face left a purple bruise for his entire MC to see.

Jax had left the club again.He wasnt around.No one was.Drug deals were going bad so Michael found an outlet one that offered him a relief that alcohol and pussy couldn't.

His beatings became a common accuranse. But he wouldn't dare beat me in places that people would notice.

Footsteps pull me from my trance just as a pair of shiny black armanis come into my view.

"I thought you would be out shopping for baby clothes"

He ascends down sitting next to me.His hands folded into fists resting on his knees.

"Im taking you ran into Tracey"

"More like stumbled..but you get the picture"

"What did the whore say?"

"Wow.Julian calling the mother of your kid a whore.Now thats classy"

"Ive never impregnated the girl.The child she carries is her husbands.The Irish Mafia leaders kid."

"Your so full of it .You know that?"

"You know, Im going to tell you a story"

"Im all ears"

"When I was eighteen  I slept with the love of my life.She fell pregant.Nine months later... a gorgeous baby girl was brought into the world.I named her Rosalie.She had gorgeous blue eyes and raven hair.She was my own version of snow white.Her mother Melissa didnt make it through child birth leaving me with Rosalie.For two years things went perfect.Until I got home to find my little girl dead on the floor.She had fallen down the stairs to her death.That is why I am the way I am"

Sighing I intertwine our fingers.

"I lost my virginity on my prom night.To the first guy i have ever loved.Being young and stupid we didnt use protection.That ended up in me falling pregnant.But before I could tell him.He left town.He cut all ties with me.Leaving me to believe I was going to be a single mother.I was fine with that.But when my father found out.He drugged me.And had an abortion done whilst I was under.When I came too I had lost my baby.For months I mourned the loss.I couldnt look my father in the eye.Let alone at myself.Thats when the self harm and drug abuse started.Seeing woman on the street carrying babies.Laughing and being happy that killed me.It still does.So Julian,your not the only who lost a child.I share that heartbreak with you too"Without my knowledge I started crying. Calloused thumbs wiped my tears away.

Julian rested his forehead against mine.

"I found you for a reason mi amore"