"Kyana. What are you doing?" Blake asked as he and the Club all were standing around me.
I ordered them to follow me outside to the garage and when I did, I had them once again stand around me.
"Blake, James." I called.
They both walked forward and I did what I remembered they told me Jax did, I got a knife and ripped the President's badge off my vest and handed it to Blake, then, I ripped the Vice President's off of Blake's and handed it to James.
The whole Club was frozen silent. They just witnessed the first and the last thing they'd see from me, and when I looked at Blake, he was crying.
"Don't cry Blake." I glared, "This is for my own good."
"I can't believe you're doing this to us, Kyana."
"I don't need Mayhem. This I what I need."
"Why? Why are you doing this? You're just gonna leave us like that?"
"Yes. I'm leaving. For good."
"What?" They all questioned.
"Don't ask." I looked at all of them in the eyes, "I'm leaving and you can't stop me."
One by one I hugged all of them goodbye, and when I got to Blake and James, my heart made the biggest thump as I kissed both of them on the forehead.
"Don't cry. Any of you. This needs to happen, I love all of you. I'll be with you guys... always."
"Why are you doing this?" Jason cried as we started to walk out of the garage.
"It's time for me to move on. Cry's Of Hell is in your guys hands."
"What about your son?" James asked as he shut the garage.
"He'll know what to do when the time is right."
We all walked toward my bike, and when we did, I nodded at my men which for us was my signal of approval.
They all nodded, crying hard and I started the bike, driving off toward the gas station, waving goodbye to them.
When I got there, I saw the homeless lady and I was done with her, I got off the bike and when's she spotted me, she tried to walk away from me as fast as she could but I caught here and put my hand on her shoulder.
"Who the fuck are you and why are you watching me?"
She turned and looked at me in the eyes.
"You'll know me when the time is right, Kyana." She said walking and when she turned the corner,I tried to follow her but, she wasn't there.
I looked up and there lied the crow that I had seen every time she disappeared.
I looked around for the woman but I knew she was gone. This time, for good.
When I walked back toward my bike, Ryan came out of a giant Toyota.
"Kyana?" He asked as he walked over toward me.
"Hey Ryan."
"What's up?
"Getting ready to leave."
"Where you going?"
"Away. Far away. Just for a while."
"Why?"
"I need to get away. To a better place then this hell at least."
"Well, I mean your Club us Cry's Of Hell," He smiled, "Come by the house sometime."
"Maybe."
"Well I'll let you go." He smiled as he kissed me on the lips.
I kissed him on the forehead and smiled, "I'll remember you. Always."
"I... I will too."
He walked away from me with a confused look on his face, after I watched him go, I drove away from the gas station, and when I got on the main highway, this was finally my time.
I went to the last place I saw Ryker and when I did, he was there and he walked toward me, but I pulled out my gun, shooting him multiple times, then as the rest of his Club came out, I shot three of them which left the three others standing there as I drove off with them shooting me.
When night strolled around, I drove by the bar and to my surprise, the Ghosts were there.
When I walked in, I shot up the place, shooting at Sam, the pistol whipping his Vice President, Brody in the face and as the last two came toward me, I shot one of them in the knee cap and ran outside as I hopped on the motorcycle, he continued to shoot at me, when he hit my shoulder and I continued to drive off, leaving a trail of dust behind.
My final stop was at the Club meeting place where the guys were still there.
My final wish was to do this, and when I parked my bike, I looked around to make sure no one was around and when I was positive no one was near, I saw Blake's keys on his seat of his bike, and why he left them there, I didn't know, but I put my hood up and when I started the bike, I revved it as loud as I could when the Club ran out and spotted me on it.
"Go, go, go!" Blake yelled ordering them to their bikes when he realized that I was on his bike, he got on the back of James's as I drove off as fast as I could.
The wind blowing through my hair felt nice and the sound of the engine purring as I made my way toward the outside of Nevada City, driving toward the way you'd take to Charming. There was a state patrol that we all passed as we were well going twenty miles of the speed limit in a straight line.
As I heard the siren start, I smiled a devilish smile as I turned around and saw Blake with a gun out and the police started to gain speed as I saw police, one by one pulling up behind all of us, and when they did, I gained more speed.
No one was on the roads which made it easier for me to go faster, and faster, and faster.
When I turned around, I had at least 30 people chasing me, and I knew that it was time for me to do the unthinkable, something that I'd regret, but at least I knew my men and my boy were safe.
When we came to a closing where a bridge came up, I set the cruise control to 85 miles per hour and when I got closer to the bridge, I turned for the final time, smiling the same smile that I was blessed with and when I let the cruise go, I slowly put my hands down, and when I got on the bridge, I whispered, "I'm sorry to everyone and everything I have destroyed. I'll see you soon Jax. I'll see you real soon."
When I finally came to the edge, I broke through the fence and the last thing I said was, "Goodbye."
Time is very slow for those who wait
Very fast for those who are scared
Very long for those who are lament
Very short for those who celebrate But for those who love
Time is eternal.
-William Shakespeare
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Cry's Of Hell: Book One to the Cry's Of Hell Series
Action(Hell) A nether world in which the dead continue to exist. The nether realm of the Devil and Demons in which they're damned to suffer everlasting punishment -often used in curses or as a generalized term for abuse, a place, state of misery, torment...