Pixie, First Daughter of Anarchy: Book 2

Cigars & Chivalry

WARNING: Violence and blood.

Lyla waved goodbye to Anita as she put Abel in her car so she could take him to the park. Lyla was becoming quite friendly with Anita and felt safe leaving Abel with her as Anita was so sweet, gentle and kind, but was also a retired policewoman and was very protective over the kids she babysat. Once they were gone, Lyla returned to cleaning up the kitchen after the messy breakfast with Axel and Abel. Cheerios, banana puree and spilt orange juice littered the table, a sign that the boys had thoroughly enjoyed their breakfast. She'd just had a text from Donna to say Kenny and Moby were in the Breakfast Club the school did for kids who were dropped off early, so Axel would know where to find his little buddies when Lyla dropped him off.

"Axel, honey, have you gotten dressed yet?" Lyla called down the hall, reminding the little tyke of his task whilst she put the dirty dishes in the sink. She was dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, a black Harley Davidson vest top with cut-outs down the back and her long blonde curls were up in a high ponytail, all she needed now was her heels and she'd be ready for the drive down to Axel's school and then Cara Cara for her first scenes of the day. Being a girl who loved her glitter, she'd accessorised with some silver rings, chunky black and silver bangles and black hoop earrings with little silver studs, as well as a silver wristwatch so she could keep track of the morning's progress. 

"Almost, mommy!" Axel's voice chirruped back from his room, Lyla was trying to encourage Axel to be more independent and choose what he wanted to wear so he could learn life-skills and develop his own sense of person. The front door opened, and Lyla looked across the half-wall to see Gemma coming in, dressed in her usual attire of black denim jeans, brown leather jacket and a white lacy blouse.

"Mornin' sweetheart." Gemma called over, spotting Lyla in the kitchen and coming over to pour herself a cup of coffee. "Baby with Anita?"

"Yeah, the weather's looking good, so Anita's taken Abel and his baby stroller to the park, let him get some time on his feet out in the fresh air." Lyla responded, resisting the urge to second-guess herself and ask if that was okay. If she wanted to fit into this family, she had to make her own judgement calls.

"That sounds lovely." Gemma smiled. "Jax?"

"In the garage, think he's lookin' for somethin'." Lyla responded, picking up Axel's backpack for school and double-checking it was packed before she got his lunchbox from the fridge. "Axel, grammy's here!" Lyla called for him, knowing the arrival of Gemma would definitely bring the little boy running. Sure enough, Axel burst out of his bedroom, running down the hall squealing for Gemma as he ran across the lounge, did a hard right and jumped into Gemma's awaiting arms. He'd chosen a grey Winnie the Pooh t-shirt, yellow shorts, sesame street socks and his little white Nike trainers.