Sons Of Anarchy.We All Fall Down . .

25. The Truth

Being in my fathers arms made me feel nothing but safe and secure. Like everything in the world went away and it was just me and him. He accepted me with open arms and with an open heart. I loved my father. Forever and always. I never got why my father never tried to contact my mother or why my mother never contacted my father but maybe it was for the best. Maybe everything happens for a reason. Whatever that reason may have been it was good. 

My crying finally subsided into small fits of hiccups. It helped that dad was rubbing circles into my back and whispering soothing words into my ears. "Its gonna be okay. I promise." I sniffled and squeezed my eyes shut as he placed a soft kiss to my temple. 

For the second time today I was thankful for the people in my life. "Please don't tell mom. Please." 

"I promise. This will stay with me." I shifted underneath his arms as I made myself more comfortable. We stayed still for a few more minutes until he broke the silence. "Winnie, I-I have to ask some questions, y-you know that right?" I nodded and felt him exhale shakily. "H-How did it happen? What happened that day?" 

I blew out a breath I had been holding and pulled back from him. Playing with my fingers in nervousness. "It was the day I wanted to walk home from school when I noticed a plain white van across the street. I remember feeling like I was being watched and I-I don't know why I didn't call any of you. There was a man up ahead. He wore a black hoodie and I thought about turning around . . . I just don't know why I didn't. The next thing I know; the van pulled up besides me and the guy was suddenly in front of me. I kicked, I tried to scream. Nothing would deter them. I was thrown in the van and I tried my best for them to pull over so I could run away." A hiccup interrupted me as I tired my damnedest to remember every detail. 

"Take your time, baby girl. Just try and remember everything." My dad cooed with concern lacing in his voice. 

"They said 'I wasn't suppose to get hurt.' That I wasn't suppose to have 'a drop of blood on me.' They kept mentioning Kohn and how I was gonna be taken care of. I was trying to stay calm but of course.  . .I'm a teller." I sent a sad smirk towards my father who sniffled with me. I could tell he was sad that I had made this decision. "I snapped at my kidnapper; John was his name. He pulled out a gun on me and the other guy; Matt. He stopped the vehicle and grabbed John from the back. I somehow got them to believe I had to pee. I was going to run through the woods but when John dropped his gun. I thought it was what I had to do to survive." 

"Then what happened?" 

"I shot them. All three of them." Once again my body felt numb. It was like I was replaying the events in my head. I flinched three times as I remember the gun shots echoing in my ears. 

"Three of them?" My father questioned in surprise. 

"Yeah. I didn't know the last ones name. I dragged their bodies into the back of the van and I was gonna close the doors on them but one of their phones rang. When I answered it was Kohn asking if they had me. I uh, I hung up and hopped in the driver seat, I was trying to search for a map and find out where I was. I began to drive back and it seemed like hours until I found a lake. It was called Penelope River. I put the van in reverse and let it fall into the lake." 

"And the weapon? Where's the weapon?" 

I gulped down the fear. Tell him. You have to tell him.  "I-I have it. I didn't know what to do with it. I didn't want to leave it behind." 

"No." My father grabbed my face again and forceful made me look into. His eyes searching mine. "Listen to me. You did good. You did it perfectly. This is gonna be hard to keep from the club, you know that right?" 

"Why? I-I thought you said -" 

"I know what I said." He confessed while nodding. "But what if Kohn exposes you or tries to pull this shit on the club? I have to tell them Winnie."