Erik's Absolution by Kristine Allen

Author:Kristine Allen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Demented Sons Publishing
Published: 2017-12-07T18:30:00+00:00

“Fake It”—Seether

THE WEATHER HAD BEEN beautiful lately, and I had been riding my bike every day for almost two months. It was the only thing that gave me peace. Slowly, I had been getting my head straight. Coming clean with my mom had taken a huge burden off my chest. She had cried when I told her everything and couldn’t believe I hadn’t come to them before. When I told her how messed up I had been, and still was, and how I had just needed to get away from everything, she didn’t really understand. Not that I expected her to, but she was stronger than I anticipated, and she sat and listened. Then she held me as I cried. Like a fucking baby.

Rolling up to the clubhouse, I saw I wasn’t the only one who had been out enjoying the weather today, if the line of bikes parked in the lot was any sign of all the guys riding that day. There were a couple of the old ladies there with their kids, and I saw Reaper manning the grill under the trees at the side of the building. Today was the monthly family picnic, and since the weather was nice, we had been able to have the last two at the clubhouse, rather than in Reaper’s shop at his place.

Snow, Vinny, Gunny, and Butch were all sitting with cold beers in their hands shooting the shit. Reload and DJ, the prospects, were refilling the coolers with beer, soda, and juice packs for the kiddos. Joker and Hollywood were standing at the end of the bikes talking, and Joker was sporting his new E-cig. It gave me a chuckle because the first day he showed up with one, he pulled out a lighter out of habit and almost set fire to the damn thing. He was trying so hard to quit smoking, but this was his third attempt in as many months. We all kept encouraging him and telling him it can take a while and not to get down on himself when he fell off the wagon.

They waved at me as I pulled up and backed into the end of the row. After I parked, I climbed off and walked up to embrace Hollywood and Joker.

“Hey, bro, nice ride in, wasn’t it? Shit, this damn thing sucks. ¡Esta es una cagada!” Joker looked at the E-cig with distaste as he shook it and looked it over. “Fucking thing isn’t working. Be right back.” He walked off to his bike, presumably to get a different one. He was funny as shit with those things, but I wouldn’t laugh out loud at him because I was proud of him. Nah, that’s not true. I still laughed my ass off at him, but I really was proud as hell of him.

Hollywood chuckled as Joker walked off, then turned to me. “Thanks for setting up the security system for me at my house. When the old one shit the bed, I thought Becca was going to have conniptions.

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