but my eyes stay furrowed never leaving his. There is no way in hell he can be mine. Is there?
“Can’t be,” I mumble under my breath. The little boy holds his head high and walks toward me. There’s defiance in him, a rough streak that reminds me so much of myself.
“My name is Drake Sanders,” he says. His voice is full of confidence even with that little shake in it.
“Where’s your mom?” I ask him.
“That’s the other problem,” Viking grumbles. “Whoever she is was fucked up. Passed out in the front yard. Club bitch called an ambulance.”
Fuck. What the hell is going on around here?
“Watch the kid.” I motion to Ink. He looks at the kid and then back at me before he shrugs. I head toward the front door needing to see what the hell this is about. There’s no way it could be her. She left me. Walked the fuck away from me without so much as a goodbye or a fuck you. I never even knew why.
As I step out the front door I see the lights from the ambulance and police cars as they dance through the night sky. Right there on a stretcher is someone covered in blood, illuminated in red and blue lights.
Slowly I make my way closer until I reach the side. I swallow hard as I look down at the broken and beaten piece of my past that ran away from me.
“Molly?” I say her name softly. Her head lolls to the side and there’s an oxygen mask covering her face.
“I’m sorry.”
Those are the only words that fall from her lips. I’m pushed back by the paramedics as they load her into the back. Cops are buzzing with questions in my ear, but I don’t hear any of them. It’s her. After all these years. Where was she? What happened to her? Is that really my kid? None of this is making any sense.
“Reaper let’s go man,” Chain says behind me.
I glance over my shoulder wondering when this asshole even made it back, not that I give a shit. I nod my head once before looking back to the ambulance. The guys slam the back doors closed and the thought of running after them, making them take the boy with them, runs through the back of my mind. I don’t act on it though. She brought him here for a reason.
Finally pulling my gaze from the ambulance I turn on my heel and head back inside. As soon as I step foot over the threshold Fin finds me.
“I don’t know what this shit is, but he says you’re his dad. We’ve got Taz gettin’ him somethin’ to eat and shit, but fuck Reaper.” His eyes hold a hint of sorrow, but even more confusion.
“Fuck Fin. I don’t know what the hell is goin’ on. That was Molly.” I inform him.
Fin is the only one that knows that Molly took off on me. He’s the only one that I’ve been close to since then. Viking and the guys know I have a past with her, but that’s about it. This man is like my fucking brother in more ways than one. His hand comes to rest on my shoulder, and a slight smirk crosses his face.
“There ain’t no way you can deny that boy Reaper. He looks just like you brother. He didn’t get any features from his momma, God help the boy,” he chuckles. He’s right though. He does look just like me.
“I didn’t know she was pregnant Fin. I… Fuck!” I roar. Tugging at my hair I try to reason this out in my mind, but there’s nothing. There is absolutely no way that this shit plays out well. She didn’t tell me she was pregnant. Hell, when she left me we were fucking happy, or at least I thought so.
“She had her reasons Roland. We need to figure out what the hell is goin’ on. She brought him to you for a reason brother.” His eyes burn into mine. He looks me dead in the eyes. I nod my head and release the grip I have on my hair.
“Yeah, you’re right, but we have this run and shit comin’ up.”
“Go in the office and talk to Viking. I’ll take the run so you can figure this shit out,” Fin says.
I nod my head as he releases his grip on me. Heading down the hall my head swims. I try my best to conjure every goddamn memory I have of that