Page 13 of Omen's Bombshell

“You’ve got a woman who wants you and you’re sittin’ here like a dumbass instead of bein’ with her. Your mom is takin’ her to her doctor’s appointment while you pretend the situation doesn’t exist. I know you’ve made decisions in your life based on what you saw growin’ up, Son. Things were different back then. I didn’t have the men surroundin’ me that I could trust implicitly the way I do now. I had to be here at the clubhouse almost twenty-four hours a day in order to ensure the shit we were in remained where it should until transport. Everyone was into drugs, fuckin’, and drinkin’ as much as possible. No one gave a fuck about the club. Now, everyone is about the club and partyin’ on the weekends. We don’t have to be here on a constant basis like the past required,” my dad informs me, giving me new information I didn’t know before this second.

“You didn’t see Mom cryin’ the way I did back then, Dad. She spent most of her nights alone and worryin’ about you. I couldn’t do anythin’ to help her because she tried to keep me in the dark about what she was goin’ through. And you weren’t there for either one of us. Even today we go on runs, I work at Calhoun’s, and I’m here at the clubhouse when I’m not doin’ anythin’ else. It doesn’t leave me much time for anythin’ and I refuse to make a woman or kid of mine feel as if they aren’t the most important people in my life,” I inform my dad with my voice going cold and hard as I look at him with confusion filling my eyes.

“You’re right, I didn’t see that from your mom. I knew she wasn’t happy and we had a ton of problems when you were younger. However, we’ve worked through all that shit and are better than ever before. That’s what you gotta do when you’re in a relationship, Kellan. It’s not gonna be easy to be with someone else. To have to make hard as fuck decisions that benefit both you and your partner. Every fuckin’ day is a battle that you’ll want to fight. I see the way you look at Oaklynn when you don’t think anyone’s watchin’ the two of you. You look at her as if she’s the center of your universe and you want to devour her whole. Instead, you hold yourself back and aren’t givin’ in to what you both want. Do you think any of the men here who have an ol’ lady are missin’ out on the parties, drinkin’, fuckin’, or anythin’ else you get up to?” my dad asks me, his voice soft and low as more men enter the clubhouse and stop at the bar long enough to grab a drink before finding somewhere else to sit.

“No, I don’t think any of you are missin’ out on anythin’. You all still show up to party every now and then, still do your jobs and go on runs, do everythin’ the rest of us do. However, I also know my own limits and I’m not sure I can give Oaklynn and our baby what they need and deserve. I’ve never once wanted what the rest of you have and I don’t know how to get my head and my heart on the same damn page when it comes to this shit. Until I can, I need to leave her alone and give her the space we both need right now. I can’t confuse her or hurt her more than I’ve already done. She’s carryin’ my baby and you heard the doctor say no stress and shit. It’s not good for either one of them,” I inform my dad as he shakes his head at me with a sad smile on his face.

“Son, you’re dumb as fuck. You’re already worryin’ about the baby and makin’ decisions based on what’s best for him or her and they ain’t even here yet. You’re hurtin’ her more right now by not doin’ anythin’ and stayin’ away from her than you are by givin’ in to what you both want. Everyone can see she’s hurtin’ every single time she’s around you and wants you to be there for her. Instead, your Mom is steppin’ up and doin’ the shit you should be doin’. That’s fucked up and not somethin’ I ever thought you’d do. Get your head outta your fuckin’ ass and be there for Oaklynn in the ways she needs and wants you to be there for her. Don’t let your fear or worries get you so fuckin’ lost you can’t see what the hell is right in front of you,” my dad says before taking his beer and leaving me at the bar alone.

I drop my head and think about his words and know he’s right. It still doesn’t do anything to get my heart and head on the same page. I can’t make myself go to Oaklynn and make her my woman. Yes, that’s what I want to do but I can’t seem to get myself to do it. I want to be there at the doctor with her and make sure our little one is okay. When she goes into labor, I want to be her first call and be at her side when our son or daughter comes into the world. Instead, I’m letting my stubbornness hold me back and not doing the one thing I want to do. For the first time in my life, I’m not being selfish. I’m putting Oaklynn and our baby first.

“You ready for the run?” Knuckles asks me as he steps up to the bar with a bag over his shoulder.

“Yeah. Gotta grab my bag and I’ll be ready,” I answer, setting down my bottle of water and motioning for the Prospect to take it and get rid of it for me.

“Who’s goin’ on this one with us?” he questions as I stand from my seat and head for the stairs.

“Brick, Tease, you, me, and Carbon. Josh is also goin’ with us in the van. He’ll be between all of us. You and me up front. Carbon and Brick behind the van. Tease will go ahead as usual so he can scout for cops or any traps that have been set for us as usual. We’ll head out in five. Let the rest of the guys know,” I inform him, my voice leaving no room for argument.

The last thing I want to do is go on this run when I have so much other shit to be doing or thinking about. However, I need to go on this one because it’s my turn. We always alternate the runs so no one gets burnt out by taking every single run and I never shirk my responsibilities. So, I’ll go on this run and do what I have to do while trying not to think of Oaklynn and what I want to do when it comes to our situation. The only thing I know for sure is that she has me tied up in knots and I don’t know what to do with her until I can figure out what the hell is the right path for both of us. This isn’t just about me, it’s about the two of us and what’s the best move for us moving forward.

Walking into my room, I look around to make sure I’m not forgetting anything. My bag is sitting on my bed waiting for me to grab it as I make sure I have my charger for my phone and the battery pack in case it needs to be charged. Knowing Oaklynn is pregnant, I can’t risk not being able to have someone get in touch with me if something happens to her or the baby. Yes, I know she still has two months until she’s due to have our little one. However, anything can happen and we don’t know if Darian and Meisha are in town or if they’ve left because there’s nothing left here for them. One encounter with the two of them is all it will take for something to happen to Oaklynn and I have no doubt about that in my mind. Those two have already proven they’re bitches with no remorse and they won’t think of the consequences of their actions as long as it doesn’t negatively affect them. They honestly have nothing left to lose because they’ve already been kicked out of the club.

Grabbing my bag, I force the thoughts of everything out of my head so I can focus on the run I’m about to leave on. That’s where my head needs to be so nothing happens to the men I’m with who are trusting me with their lives. We each hold one another’s life in our hand when we’re on a run. This run is especially important because Josh is coming up on his time for us to vote whether or not he becomes a club brother or not. We need to pay attention to him and see if he's brother material. So far, he’s done more than enough to prove himself in my eyes. Josh has always stepped up whenever anyone asks him to do anything. Most of the time he takes the initiative and doesn’t need to be asked to do anything before we find him already in the middle of a task.

Walking to the common room, it’s now full of members, ol’ ladies, and Prospects. The guys leaving on the run with me are standing by the door with the exception of Josh. I guarantee he’s already outside going over the van to make sure there’s nothing wrong with it, that it’s been filled with gas, and there’s no reason he’ll be pulled over by the cops for some stupid bullshit reason. It’s expected before every run and the Prospects have to complete the task. The rest of us go over our bikes the day before the run or the morning of so we know there’s no reason we’ll break down by something we can prevent from happening. There’s always a chance of something happening when we’re on the road. We all know that every single time we start our bike and pull out of the parking lot. Something happening on a run can be catastrophic so we always take our time and go over everything and make sure there are spare bike parts in the van so we can fix almost everything on the road.

“Be safe and come back to us whole,” my mom says, pulling me into a hug as I drop my bag on the floor and wrap her up in a tight hug.

“Thank you for goin’ with Oaklynn to the doctor. Please let me know she’s okay once she sees her,” I tell my mom before I release her from my hold.

“I will. Just make sure you think about what needs to be done. I think Melissa and I are taking her shopping in the next day or two. She has nothing for the baby and we have to get her set up before your little one is here,” my mom responds, a small smile on her face as she thinks about her grandbaby.

“Take my card that’s in the office safe and use it to get her things. She really doesn’t have anythin’?” I ask, shock filling me with the knowledge that she hasn’t shopped for what the baby needs for some reason.

“I will. Love you, Kellan. I’ll miss you while you’re gone,” my mom says before stepping back and letting my dad step up to me.

“You heard what I had to say and I’m not about to harp at you when you’re gettin’ ready to leave. Pay attention to the road and get your ass back to us. When you return, you can figure out what to do about Oaklynn and your future,” my dad says, giving me a hug before releasing me.

I want Oaklynn here with me to see me off. For the first time in my life, I want someone here that’s not my parent to make sure I remember to come back home in one piece. I want my girl walking me out to my bike and kissing me as if her life depends on it. Shaking my head, I clear my thoughts of Oaklynn seeing me off on my run and head for the guys so we can get on the road. The quicker we make the drop off, the sooner we can get back home so I can figure out what to do with my life.

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This run has been boringas fuck and gone according to plan. We’ve had no issues and now we don’t have to worry quite as much since the van is empty except for the bike parts we all keep on hand. The money is in a hidden compartment no one will find even with a thorough search of the vehicle if Josh gets pulled over. He’s been perfect on the run with us. We’ve had minimal stops for gas when we get our food on the trip to the drop off point. He’s kept up with us and alerted us to anything Tease hasn’t been able to spot. Especially since he’s got a scanner in the van with him to keep an eye on the police traffic over the channels we know they use in our current area.

As we head out of town once the drop is made, we speed up on the open road. We’re not riding wide open like I’d do if I were alone or with Homicide on a ride for us. The goal of each run is not to call attention to ourselves so we can continue coming to the same town and close locations when we make this run. At the end of the day, this is one of our businesses and we have to do everything to protect it.

Knuckles and I are leading the van and other guys when I feel something rush past me. I’m just on the side of the van so it doesn’t hit Josh or the vehicle. Carbon and Brick are on the opposite side of the van so neither one of them gets hit either. I look at Knuckles and he realizes what’s going on as we speed up while he talks to us through our comms.

“Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me right now? We need to get off the road and gather ourselves. Try to figure out if you’re the target or if we all are,” he states, his voice hard and cold as Carbon makes the final call as the highest ranking member on the run with us.

“Pull over at the next exit with a hotel. We’re pullin’ off for the night. I’m not riskin’ anyone on this run when we have no clue what the fuck is goin’ on,” Carbon states as another bullet wizzes past me and knicks the side of the van. “Get fuckin’ goin’! I’ll let Tease know where we’re headin’.”

We all speed up slightly more but still keep our speeds close to the limit allowed on this road. Knuckles points out the next exit we’re coming up to with the sign for a motel we can stay at. Anger rushes through me for multiple reasons as I realize Carbon isn’t gonna let us go home today. We’ve been gone for four days and I want to be back home. Ineedto be back home. That’s where Oaklynn’s been and my mom has already let me know she’s been overworking herself and almost landed in the hospital because she forgot to eat and drink while she was moving into her cottage. I want to put her over my fucking knee and spank her ass until she can’t sit down for a week. Oaklynn has to think of the baby and ask for fucking help when she’s doing shit like moving into a house. I know Homicide and Grudge did all the heavy lifting when she got to Frostford. I’m not sure what she had to do to get moved in, but it won’t fucking be happening anymore when I get back home. That’s the only thing I know for sure right now.

Knuckles leads us to the motel and we find Tease already there waiting for us with key cards to the rooms he’s already booked under fake names. Apparently he called while we were on the road to ensure there were vacancies and I was listening to Carbon give out orders. We all park behind the building with our bikes on the inside of the van so they’re harder to spot before shutting them off and getting off our machines. Each one of us stretches out our bodies as Josh gets out of the van and stands guard while we let ours down for two seconds. Grabbing our bags we all head for our rooms while Carbon lets us know he’s calling my dad about the situation and then we’ll meet to go across the street for dinner at the small diner we spotted when we pulled in. We’ll use that time to discuss the situation and figure out our next move. It also depends on what my dad says and wants us to do. For now, I’m pissed as fuck we’re not still on the road heading home where we all want to be.

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