Turning to the Carmichael's with a sad smile; "Once the three of us are settled wherever we move too, I'll be changing their last names to mine and cutting all ties to your family; so you don't have to be associated with us any longer."
Looking back down at Tyler as I open the door for us to leave the house with a guilty sigh before saying the others; "Thanks for everything and Merry Christmas."
"I can't speak for my brothers but until you get over your issues with Liam, I will not have anything to do with you either," Steven states firmly."Same goes for me," Carson and I both firmly state together."Why me; I didn't do anything to Liam?" dad asks quietly and brokenly.
I'm pretty sure Riley and Julia will be there from the way Parker was talking earlier; when we arrive twenty minutes later and my anxiety spikes when I see two extra vehicles besides Parker's truck."Ready baby?" Axel asks; kissing my hand.Inhaling deeply as I stare at Parker's house slightly a
Axel picks both of our boys into his arms as I answer Tyler's question; "Yes we are baby; you and Tristan are going to be in the wedding too.""Congrats, you two," Parker says as he, Riley, Julia, the rest of 'The Gray Rebel's' and the Carmichael brothers join us; with bright happy smiles on their lips.
The motorcycle club is like becoming a stronger and more committed member – a probationary rocker and then the patch is presented in recognition of your demonstrations along the way. The longer a Patch holder has been a member in the club, along with their experiences the better of a brother and sister you will be to your fellow sisters and brothers.Time is used to prove that you display responsibility and respect toward Patch holders of the club. You will be taught the basic rules, protocols and etiquette of the Gray Rebel's. You will be given time to develop the basic good communication and security habits
"Hey kid, what do you think you're doing?" I hear a deep gravelly voice demands from behind me; instantly stilling me in my actions of digging through the trash cans behind a home I thought was empty, searching for something to eat.Silently turning around with my eyes screwed tightly shut; afraid to face the man behind me and what he'll do; "I asked you a question, kid," the male voice asks again; this time kinder but still holding authority.
Black Jack tightens his hold around my shoulders as Amy snaps around; glaring at the girl; "Willow Lynn Grayson, that is more than enough; Liam cannot help his stutter and you are being rude!"Clamping my mouth shut at their arguing that is going full force now; remembering my parents yelling at me for my stutter too. I do not want to talk around any of them any longer with the exception of Black Jack; dropping my head, allowing my chin to touch my chest as tears prick my eyes.
Tentatively sitting next to him as I stare at the man and woman in front of me, what were their names again? Good for me I don't have to remember because Riley introduces me to them; "Liam this is Jeffrey Ames and Karyn Anderson; they're here to help us with everything.""A-alright s-sir," I whisper tearfully with wide frightened eyes.
Dry heaving by now since everything tangible that was in my stomach is now in the bowl in front of me. "Liam you won't be left alone with them nor will any of us allow them to touch you; I promise. We take care of our own and I always protect what is mine."Snapping my head toward his in shock; surprised at his words yet unsure of the exact meaning as I am afraid that I'm reading into them wrong; "W-what?"