Forbidden: Complete and Free

Chapter 1

(now published and on amazon)

Chapter 1

Tyson's Point of View

My parents made sure I learnt from every mistake and every success. Wasn't like I was a walking success. I was far from a success story. But the thing with my family, was we weren't a typical family.

There was one rule the five of us lived by. The one rule that Dad and Mum enforced in to us. The only thing they expected us to follow. Our one rule was- never follow the rules. Sound's simple, right? And maybe a bit funny that our one rule was to not follow the rules. But we stuck by it.

Us as a family all stood for something, most wouldn't understand. We didn't stand by the law. Dad lived to break as many laws as he can, encouraged it even- the best part of it, was he usually always got away with his crimes and the clubs crimes- apart from one time during my life time.

When I was ten, Dad did go to prison for a year for assaulting a few police officers when they raided the club. Dad was used to the raids. It was common. He kept the club clean for that reason.

They were questioning Dad hard, like always, but it took him awhile to realize they weren't just raiding the club but for the first time the house as well.

Mum wouldn't let the police in. One because Dad kept the books there. Two she wouldn't let them near us kids. From what I remember Mum was dragged out of the house by the police. They got physically with her and that's when Dad showed up.

All I remember was Dad beating those men till they weren't moving and was motionless on the ground.

Next thing I knew, Dad was sent away for a year and apparently, that was a good deal.

When it came to Mum, Eve, Hannah- hell even me, Dad would stop at nothing to make sure we were safe and happy.

Most parents wouldn't encourage their son to join a motorcycle club. But Dad was proud when I came a prospect. I didn't see following my Dad's example as a poor move. I actually think it was the best decision I had ever made, becoming a member.

As a family we functioned well. I would say I was close to both my sisters. And had a better relationship with my parents then most. But my unconditional love for my sisters, often was a weakness- like right now.

My sister was making it her mission to annoy the hell out of me. I came to the garage before school for peace. But I knew I was in for it as soon as she spotted me. She had me cornered, me working on my motor bike. And while I was ignoring her complaints. I knew she wasn't leaving till she got what she wanted.

I groaned finally giving up and I got up off the ground and looked at her. Eve and Hannah were stunning, their long blonde hair and blue eyes- they were the spitting image of Mum. I think that's why Dad could never say no to them, when they asked for something.

Like the other night when Hannah wanted some book she couldn't afford. She gives one look at Dad and he hands over the credit card. That was Hannah for you, she would ask for books while Eve. Oh who do I even explain Eve's personality. She might have mums looks, but she had Dad's need to break rules at her core.

She would be blowing Dad's money on clothes, parking tickets and her latest thing was her car, which she totalled when she convinced Dad to let her drive to it, I had never heard dad really yell at her. But boy did she get yelled at when they got back.

Dad said he was lucky to escape with his life and he thinks it is best for the rest of the human population that Eve stays off the road.

"So what is it that you want naughty?" I said finally, looking at the grin on her face.. Naughty being Eve's nick name I had given her. Hannah was nice. Most people couldn't tell them apart. But I could with one look. It was small things, but to me they might as well have a label on their forehead of their names. Wasn't just their personalities that gave them away, small personal traits like how Hannah would give you a sweet smile while Eve would be smirking about a plan she was about to do or a plan she had done- and got away with.