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Chapter 77 (Beauty's Breath) (Beggar)
Chapter 77 (Beauty's Breath) (Beggar)
“Do you think you would ever have that?” Referring to the couple sitting on our left that hadn’t stopped
kissing. I sip my juice as I wait for him to answer.
He is thoughtful, that is Killer. He never answers me without thinking about it.
"In paper yes, more no. If I did you'd be the first to know." His answer holds me in a trance with the
honesty penetrating through his gaze and the lines of our unspoken story pushes more forward, Zero.
Bringing light to the man I left back in Kanla, all those months ago.
"Finish up, gotta hit the road. Kylie is getting released in six days, and River is getting hitched in four."
And just like Killer the moment fades, hidden.
A lot has happened since that day I killed Thorn. For starters, Storm managed to get Kylie out of the
Pen. We were going back to Kanla. Kylie will be one of us, and like me, she didn’t have a choice.
"Okay," I finish up knowing we are going to head out. The people staring at me make me want to smile.
"So did River mention anything about the assignment he wants me to do?"
“Yeah, you and Knight. You’re going to like this one.” Killer says as we open the Diner’s doors and step
out to our bikes. That is another thing that happened.
My bitching and moaning finally paid off and Killer taught me how to ride my own bike. My biker licence
was fake but the red and chrome machine I swing my legs over is real. As real as the cut I am wearing
that says National Soldier.
Got my patch party a few months back.
It was a National thing and after I walked through that fire, I became one of them.
“Are you two ready to roll.” Snake asks from the other side of me and I see the long line of bikers
saddle their bikes.
Another thing which happened was Snake joining us when Killer and I left to hunt down Lucca. Snake
must’ve sensed that our departure wasn’t a short one.
If Kylie wasn’t getting released and Hannah and River not getting married we would still be on the road
with National, hunting down Lucca.
“Yup. I’ll take the middle with you, Beggar you ride two in front.” Killer says before he slips his black
helmet on.
We ride long and hard. I still get a bit nervous around the sharp bends but Killer assured me it was
normal.
Two nights of riding, two nights on the bike with the club. When we reach Kanla the yard is filled with Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.
bikes and cars. The clubhouse alive with people. I see a few kids as the prospects manning the gate
opens for us.
We ride inside, proud. I park my bike next to Mercy’s. It’s been a while since I have seen them.
The club members from inside the house come out to welcome us.
River, Texas, Spade and Frost walk out.
She sees me and I go to her, my smile unbidden. She’s changed, guess prisons does that. The street
did the same to me.
“Welcome home Beggar, took you guys long enough.” She says in that Southern twang of hers.
Killer comes from behind me and hugs Kylie, half lifting her up, “I thought you getting released next
week.”
Her half assed smile is not the one I know but I guess this is who she is now. I’m okay with that. We
have all changed.
“I wanted to surprise you guys. Storm almost outed me when I told him I’d be sharing his room,” She
shrugs.
Killer frowns, “I’m too sober for this shit.” I nudge him in his ribcage as I greet the others.
Mercy and After I find by the bar that is filled with bikers from the other chapter. I haven’t seen this
place so full before.
Once I’m certain that I have greeted the most of them, I take the path up the Hill and down to the water.
It’s the one thing I wanted to see when I got back.
“Why do you like it so much,” Zero’s voice comes out from behind me, and my heart speeds up. Since
the day I walked out of his life, I stayed away.
I give him the answers he seeks, I give it to him straight up, “When I was twelve and the system turned
out to be a nightmare I went back to the streets. The river became my shelter. Whenever I was near it, I
felt at peace. Guess when I am here, I’m reminded of all the moments. Who I am.”
I laugh a little, my throat clogs at the same time, “Who knows when I will be back again to see this.” My
voice is scratchier than usual.
“You don’t have to leave, you can stay.” He says and I don’t turn around to face him. I am not strong
enough.
“I never tell you that so that you can change my mind Zero. I told you that so you would know that you
couldn't. Let me go.”
“Do you even have a heart?” He must be looking at me like I just trampled on his bike.
“I'm alive ain't I?”
“It's been what? Almost a year now.”
“And your point been?”
“My point been is that you just come back, and came to this river. I tried calling you but you never
picked up.”
“I killed your brother, what you have to say is not going to change a thing between us Zero. I will always
be your brother’s killer and you will always be a moment.”
Zero spins me around to face him and takes a step back, opening his arms.
"Shoot me, do it. Right here," He hits his chest, right where his beating organ lies. His eyes so shaded.
So pure. He is showing me the inner pieces of his soul.
For the first time, after all we have been through, I jump into this Enforcer’s arms. My arms wrap
around his neck until my fingers interlock around his nap, as my legs tangle around his waist. His one
arm goes around my back and the other around my ass.
I keep my face in the crevice of his neck.
"I hurt when you hurt baby. I was so angry with you that I forgot why you were angry with him. I forgot
that you were mourning our baby because I weren’t strong enough to stand on my own. So if you want
to break me then do it, leave me, but please Beauty, end my life, because I won’t be able to breathe
anyway watching you with another man."
“I love you too Zero.”
Two years later
My monster might have tormented me and destroyed parts of me. But it led me to Washington Streets
all those years ago. Which would eventually lead me to a big man, a sniper. A man that called himself
Zero. The Enforcer of the deadliest Motorcycle Club in the country, The Satan Snipers. It all began the
night when I saved their princess.
I stare down at my baby girl. Her beautiful eyes so much like his smile back at me. And it's at this
moment that I finally get it.
The hardest paths give us the most wondrous outcomes.
And even as the years go by and my past becomes distant memories as I fill them with the happiness
of a brighter future. I’ll always think back to that night, on a frigid cold winter, in a dark alley was a girl.
And her name was Beggar.
THE END