Follow Your Dreams - An MC Story

Chapter 4

"Liam, you are to be ready for dinner tonight by 5 p.m.," Riley smirks as he kisses my forehead before exiting the room; leaving me flustered.

I couldn't even respond before he exited to I'm assuming to find Julia; leaving me a gaping, flustered mess. There are several laughs from behind me; turning around my face fires into a hot flaming mess when my eyes land on Amy, Phillip and Willow standing several feet behind me; even though Riley's sister is throwing me daggers with her eyes.

"You two are so damn adorable together," Amy squeals clapping her hands together once as she steps closer to me.

I swear my face is going to explode from the intense burning; "T-thanks, I-I-I g-g-guess, A-a-amy."

Willow rolls her eyes at me as she scoffs loudly at me; instantly dropping my gaze, head and shoulders feeling overly insecure about myself and everything in general about me and my life; "M-m-may I g-g-go to a-a-another r-r-room?" I ask Phillip and Amy since I want to be away from Willow.

"No you may not," Phillip responds slightly irritated.

Tears spring into my eyes at his tone; dropping my chin to my chest as the tears roll down my cheeks in a silent cry as I am sure I've pissed Phillip off and he will make sure he tells Riley how he feels.

"Liam sit down," Phillip commands; his tone softer than before but still holds authority.

Instantly sitting on a chair still keeping my head and gaze down; avoiding their gazes as I wait for one of them to speak; "Liam, you're not in trouble; we just need to speak with you," Amy assures me as she sits on the end of the couch closest to me as she places a soft comforting hand on my knee squeezing softly.

"S-sure, m-m-ma'am," I murmur as I harshly wipe my face; trying to clear away the tears.

"Liam, look at me," Amy quietly commands.

Lifting my head slightly, just enough for Amy to see my eyes while meeting her gaze through my fringe; Amy smiles reassuringly at me and I return it with a small weak one of my own.

"We just wanted to clear the air between you and Willow since you are now a member of the family."

"I-I u-understand t-that s-s-she d-doesn't like me a-and s-s-she d-doesn't h-have to a-apologize f-f-for a-anything," I manage as I stare intently at her.

"Yes she does and she needs to be respectful since that is one of our rules for this club," Phillip states bluntly.

"I will not apologize to that stuttering mess; regardless of the rules or what either of you say," Willow interjects on a hiss.

Not even bothering to acknowledge any of them, I stand and head to 'my' room; yup just going to hang out here alone with the door locked until it is time to leave, if we're still going that is. Entering the bedroom, once I shut the door and locking it behind me before leaning heavily against the door with a heavy sigh; trying to weigh my current options. Option A is to stay here and hope for the best in everything, Option B is where I bail now and pray for the best and hope no one finds me. Option C is to allow myself to live with my grandparents and brothers.

Breathing heavily as fresh tears spill rapidly from my eyes as I'm conflicted as what I should do; making a rash decision, I pack two changes of clothing in a backpack that Parker bought me for school along with the small stash of cash that I had before I came here of eighty dollars; throwing both bags over my shoulders as I silently make my way to the window, sliding it open quietly before climbing out swiftly.

Once on the ledge, I carefully close the window before jumping the two feet down and sprinting through the woods toward the road; no I'm not going to travel on the road but alongside it from the woods until I can make my way to the bus station and decide where I'm going to go once at the station.