Preachers Angel

chapter 2 time catches up with you

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Chapter 2 Time catches up with you.

 3 years later

I sit in my room as I hear the step-monster make his way up the stairs. I hold my breath as he stops outside my room, I can see the door handle twist and I thank god James fitted a lock a few weeks after my 14th birthday. James is my best friend , we met 3years ago at school on my first day. James didn't have lunch and my mom had packed enough for me to feed an army. That was before the step-monster arrived on the scene. Steve as he is known to his congregation is a Reverend .. an honest to god preacher man. He is one of those guys who is loved by the community but not me , to me he is a guy who always stands that little bit too close, who touches you when he shouldn't and he makes my flesh crawl. He and my mom got together when we had been here about 6 weeks and just after my 14th birthday Steve tried to get into my room at night. Thank goodness that James had been with me and we jammed the door shut. I hate to think what would have happened to me. The following day James arrived with a lock and fitted it for me so now i can sleep safely at night. 

James jumped through my window 20 minutes later and as i looked up from the paper I was finishing he grinned.

'Hey baby girl hows the paper going ?' 

I sigh and look up at him rubbing the back of my neck.  'Its almost done.'

James laughs quietly as he flops next to me on my bed. As i move my laptop aside James puts his head into my lap. 

'You're the only girl I know who is taking Collage classes before graduating High School' he says looking up at me with is bright blue eyes.

I run my fingers over his buzz cut and smile sadly at him.' You know why i have to take the classes now , I cant stay here. Are you still okay to give me a ride tomorrow?' I ask quietly.

'Sure Angel i don't mind i just hope your Pops don't kill me'  he says yawning. 

'He wont' I say as i curl into James' chest within minutes we are both asleep.

The following morning both James and I are up before dawn. I pick up my back pack and we tiptoe down the stairs, each of us holding our breath in-case the step-monster wakes and catches us. My mom knows what we're doing and where we're going, along with the fact that James stays every night with me. If the step-monster found out he would flip and my mom would end up black and blue ...again. Why doesn't she leave him? You ask. Shes scared of him and his connections. Who would suspect a Reverend of being involved in the things he's involved with?  At least with my Dad you know he's not one of the good guys. 

I follow James out of the door and down the street as he pushes his motor bike, We don't want to start it up until we are far enough away from the house not to draw attention. 

James hops on his bike and holds his hand for me to get on behind him. As i wrap my hands around his waist and rest my head against his back i hear him shout over the raw .

'You ready El ?' the nickname made me smile as i nod against his back. He kick starts the bike as we peel away from my own personal hell and my mother. 

The ride passes quickly with the road being swallowed up quickly. 4 hours later we pull up to the gates of my dads MC. The prospect looks up from his 'girly' mag as we approach and pulls a side arm as James slows to a stop.

'Who the fuck are ya an what do ya want?' he states looking 1st at James then at me. 

I step off the back of James' bike and pull off my full face helmet. Shaking my waist length highlighted hair out, I look the prospect straight in the eye ignoring the gun trained on me. 

'Angelica' I say sticking my hand out. ' Can you get Preacher here now please?' i smile sweetly ignoring the fact he still hasn't shook my hand.

'Ugh ugh' Grunts the Prospect with a shake of his head,'Preacher would kill me fer getting him outa here fer some Club Hoe wanna be' 

My eyes darken in anger and i feel James' hand on my shoulder,calming me.  ' I suggest ''Prospect'' that you call The Mother Fucking Preacher NOW! before I tell MY FATHER what you fucking called me !' I bellow. 

30 seconds later i see Preacher coming out of the club house. As i turn and run to him he opens his arms to me.

'DADDY!' i squeal like a toddler and he swings me around. I bury head in his cut and the smell of Oil, cigarettes and booze invoke childhood memories. 

'Baby Girl, Get ya ass in the club house' Says my Pops looking at me them noticing James for the 1st time his eyebrows raise ' Jamie' his whispers in disbelief .....

A/N

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