Reaper
She was with her hair tied in the highest ponytail i had ever seen, complete in black outfit and a bullet proof vest, she looked deadly not like before where i would see her in the occasional leather or jeans, she looked like a girl on a mission and judging by the rain of bullets outside she was not alone. Looking to the Don as he spoke to her anger boiled inside of me because as a fucking biker and down right fucking man i should of been able to protect her but here i was caught with my motherfucking pants down watching as they beat my fucking old lady, an old lady i had asked to vanish and blamed for the death of my club and family, a woman i did not fucking deserve.
When i should of realized that my family was right in front of me, it took her fucking leaving me for days to realize that she was all i fucking wanted and now here she was being beaten in front of me and i could not fucking do anything but plead and pull at the burning ropes on my wrists. She was kneeling and glaring at the old man and if looks could kill i tell you he would of been dead right on the spot but a she listened to his proposition she looked to me and then to who i assumed was now Giovanni on the ground, when i had first saw him he reminded me of Belle and now seeing them i could tell-they had to be related.
"You heard me Bella, kill either your brother or Reaper and all is forgiven."
Annabelle stood on her legs and looked to the Don as she exhaled softly.
"Give me a gun then because if i am to kill anyone i want it to be quick and i will not kill who you want but who i want."
Don Costa grinned and stood as he walked towards her his face filled with humor as he stood in front of her his eyes full of delight. Handing her the small hand gun he would watch as she cocked it, her face turning to look at me, the clear seriousness in her eyes made me nervous beyond words.
"Him?" Don said with surprise.
"Before i left the states matter of fact when i left the hospital he blamed me and kicked me out. In that moment i knew i should of listened to you but i suppose el amor won on that."
Turning, her eyes looked a darker green then ever, the Dons face filled with humor as he tilted his head in curiosity.
"And what exactly did he tell you that made you want to kill the bastardo?"
Annabelle's left hand went to her belly, her eyes no longer holding emotion something i hated when she did to do but as she spoke quietly she looked to the Don, a slight smirk on her lips.
"He could not handle the fact that he was gonna be un papa."
The Dons brows pushed together as he looked down to her belly but as he did it happened so fast i did not even see it till the blade slightly gleamed, it looked like a large hunting knife with a jagged edge and before he could even react she shoved it suddenly upwards underneath his ribs, her hand pushing hard and deep that the old man fell forward, a look of surprise and pain on his face, his eyes wide in shock she raised the gun to his temple and looked to both men as she spoke calmly.
"Put them down or i put a bullet in his head."
The boy behind the Don had put it down quick and first, he then moved towards the man on the ground and began to untie him, all the while the Don rasped in small breathes his body against Belle he looked to be whispering to her in her ear, his eyes heavy as if he wanted to sleep.
Giovanni walked towards the asshole who's hands were shaking as he held the gun to Belle, eyes wide and legs shaking i was worried he was going to piss himself from where i was laying, he reached him and jerked the gun from him as he then back handed him on his left cheek.
"Untie the biker!"
The man dazed nodded and ran to me as he began untying the ropes on my wrists, my eyes the entire time on Belle as she stood there holding onto the Don, his face making it clear he was i pain. I couldn't see Belles face because she was hidden from view, the gun no longer against his head but on the ground.
"Its okay..." He rasped, his hands lightly holding her waist as he spoke only to her.
"finish it...please Esme...finish it."
Esme? Who was Esme?
Whoever it was made Belle stiffen, her hand shoved forward one last time the blade making a disgusting wet popping sound, the Dons hands and his face slacked as he simply lay against Belle as she gently soothed him with her free hand down his hair. She held him like you would a sleeping a child, her body slightly shaking. Gripping his shoulder with her hand she pushed him off of her, the hunting blade being pushed to the hilt in the Dons chest, his body fell back and
Belle she just stood there looking down at him. I walked towards her slightly the pain i felt didn't seem to bother me, everyone in the room was quiet even the boys who had stopped crying were standing besides Belle twin. The very twin i had remembered from the party now, he must of been who sent the message out to me and her group, his own face held no emotion as he starred at his fathers body.
"Belle..." I said softly.
She stayed there not moving or even acknowledging the fact that we were there, her trance only seemed to break when i stepped towards her and thats when she moved away from me and left the room. I was able to catch the tears that fell down her cheeks. That night the Don died her twin took over her fathers organization and arranged for me to go home after a few days of rest, in those few days i did not see or even hear from her. She had vanished even from her own group, not Emily or even Ink had seen her since that night or even heard where she was going to go, Ronaldo was doing everything in his power to make sure that he could find her but Belle did not want to be found and i could not help but think that maybe just maybe it wasn't just because of her killing her father but because of me.
Back in California things ran smoothly the club was on high alert after i had left and though it was settled everyone wondered where my old lady was and fuck so was I.
Riding my bike i headed to her house, i knew it was empty and i knew it was a long shot hell she had been missing for nearly two months but for some reason i once again found myself in her driveway. Her empty driveway.
Annabelle
Standing there in the nearly empty living room i had watched as the movers taken the furniture that had long filled this house since my parents lived here but after the letter i had seen and the events that had happened in the past few months i needed to move on and not hide and the running i had done these few months was run. After i had killed the Don he had told me of a letter my mother had left him and me separate when she had died and though in the time i did not want to believe it being close to death does funny things to even the most horrible of people, he had told me where to find them and i did.
Two separate letters one in my mothers hand writing and the other in the Dons delivered to me by the Dons private lawyer who did not seem surprised when he saw me. He was a elderly gentlemen with silver hair that barley covered the side of his head, his blue eyes filled with sadness as he handed me the thick black duffel bag and two large folders and like that he had left. I had returned here after reading them last week for i did not have the courage to read them right then and there, but now with Rose finally awake and my little worm growing the only thing i could do was come home and move on with my life.
Its why i had decided to finally just get rid of everything and as i stood there looking to the empty living room and kitchen, I took a deep breath and exhaled when the sound of the bike filled my ears, did not take a genius to know who it was and before i could even move he was through the door.
My heart was pounding as i watched his tall body walk through the door, his piercing green eyes landed on me before he suddenly approached me and went to grab my face, for whatever reason i could not understand i had stepped back away from his reach. The hurt in his eyes was clear, he even looked around the empty house as he pushed his brows together before looking back at me his hands balling into fists at his sides.
"Your leaving?"
"No, just getting rid of some old ghosts, Rose is awake and i am having a baby i do not need the old pieces of my fucked past to fill this house anymore. I moved on."
"Moved on? Belle....i been wanting to....fuck i just...belle i didn't mean what i said,"
"Moved on Reaper. Meaning the past stays in the past nothing more, you do not have to worry i am not here to cause you or your club anymore problems....i came back because of Rose and for myself not you:"
"You do not fucking get to say that Belle, i fucked up. Fuck i know i did and i fucking hate that my stupid ass cost me losing you but baby girl just because you want to leave doesn't mean you can. Club rules your my property and unless your ass dies your fucking stuck with me. I explained all this to you the day i slept with you."
"I know the fucking rules creeper and i know that i am yours and i promise no other man will be in my bed but as of this moment i am here for Rosa not you or your fucking club! You think after what happened i will just what fall on my knees and suck your dick?" Stepping towards him my hand shook as i pushed at his chest and glared at him. "NO. You may be forgiving but i will not fucking accept it at least not now, so get the fuck out of my house."
Reaper looked shocked and hurt but he knew i was not playing and left without a word at least i thought the days events would be over but i was wrong yet again before i knew it i had four bikers, Emily and her brother and even Jose there. Ink was the first one to break down the door and hug me tightly it was like being squeezed by a bear his hair was a few more inches long and no longer a buzz cut, he smiled his inked out arms on full display along with the vest that he was still ale to wear. Next was Poison and Emily they seemed to be a bit distant but other then that they were being friendly. Poison smiled and hugged me lightly next was believe it or not Zed. He showed up his nose slightly crocked but otherwise he still looked handsome. He was not overly tall or built he was thin and well toned, he had light brown skin just like poison and a dimple each time he smiled, his hair was shaved and he wore his black vest on proudly as he smiled directly at me.
The other biker was Rex who stayed outside not wanting to come in, everyone greeted me happily and stressed out on how worried and pissed they were that i left the only one who seemed to understand was Emily but then again she had went through something similar but of course bikers they were tough as bricks and hard headed beyond realization that day was spent with friends and but that night. That night i was not expecting to have a heart to heart with the biggest biker ever and that was poison. Who knew he had a sensitive side.