Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 145

#hapter 145

Melody

*You don’t call Raven dad?” I signed. We were sat opposite each other on her bed, with our plates full of beakfast food between us. It felt werd earne her room when everyone else was in the communal areas. Not that I was above eating in bed. 13 spent a lot of time to hotel rooms.

And anyway Mairi didn’t seem to enjoy being around everyone else. Probably because even when she was surrounded by people she fell alone

I got that.

The last time I was out of the country I’d been surrounded by people all day every day and had been so lonely I cried myself to sleep every night.

Mairi’s fork hesitated to her mouth. Her hand was shaking. “No.” She replied quickly. “Didn’t know he was my dad. Definitely didn’t ask for a dad like him.

Her hands shook with anger so much I had to ask her to repeat herself.

“He wasn’t around much?”

She didn’t answer at first. Instead shovelled food into her mouth. Chewing angrily, and the way her jaw was working overtime made those angry red marks around her lips even more prominent. Catching my look she dropped the half eaten sausage to her plate.

“I didn’t know he was my dad, until a bad man took me. My mom said he didn’t want to know.”

Again my eyes went to her lips. “Did a bad man do that to you?”

Silently she nodded. I could see it hurt her. The pain was clear as day in her eyes. “He sewed my mouth shut. That way I was deaf and mute. Supposedly he liked his playthings broken.”

I couldn’t help but clamp my hand over my mouth.

“I’m fine.” She waved a hand in a dismissive way. “Others had it much worse. Raven saved me. That’s when I found out he was my dad.”

Her hands dropped to her lap and she bowed her head. When she lifted it again, there were tears in her eyes.

“My mom always said he didn’t care. It was only recently I found out that she had never told him. He didnt even know I existed. I kind of want to hate her.” she sighed. “But I can’t.”

Reaching over our plates I hugged her and after a second she hugged me back. “She’s your mom, of course you cant hate her. And she seemed to have done a good job. You turned out ok.”

A blush crept up her cheeks.

“I mean it.” I signed slowly because I wanted her to see it. “You’re kind and sweet and you were in college right? What were you studying?”

“Art and child psychology. I wanted to work with children like me. Make them understand that they have a chance, and can follow any dreams they have.

I beamed at her. “Smart and beautiful.”

Her blush deepened and then her smile faded.

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Chapter 145-

“What’s wrong?” Tilting her face up I asked.

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“My dreams are ever. He won’t let me leave and even if he did I m not the same anymore. How can I teach children how to get over trama when I can’t get over it myself?”

I stared at her open mouthed. Trying to make sense of what she was telling me. I wasn’t a well schooled wombe. I’d always been more interested in vaging than learning but things were starting to make sense.

“Is that why you don’t talk? I mean,” it was my turn to blush. “I don’t know many deaf people but the ones I do know, talk,”

She shrugged, pain twisting her features into something haggard. “I can talk.” She signed.

“But you don’t?”

Another shrug. “Not here. There’s no one here who cares what I have to say. Apart from you and pttie no one but she frowned. Clearly trying to work chat

what to say next. Instead she signed the word for gun. “I don’t have anything to say to these people” She finished angrily. “Yine’re the only person here who

seems normal. I mean you are a –”

I shook my head quickly to stop her from finishing. Even though she was signing and there was no one else in the room. “How did you recognise me

anyway?”

The moment I asked the question I knew how stupid it was. She was deaf, not blind.

Her look told me just that. “I won’t tell anyone.” She promised and again I reached and some of the other club girls. They talk, and they are a bunch of skanky hoes.”

I couldn’t help but crack a smile at that. “Don’t worry I don’t trust her.”

to hug her. “But-” she pulled away. “You need to be careful of Trixie

Her eyes darkened. “I mean it, they talk. They think because I’m deaf that I don’t listen. In my own way anyway.”

I stared at her with new found admiration. She was a silent ghost around here. People had conversations in front of her they should have in private because they thought she couldn’t hear.

And she read their lips.

“What have you heard?” I whispered as my hands moved.

“Just little bits, but Trixie is the worst and she seems to have it out for you.”

I sighed. “Yeah I guessed that. I’ll be careful but you need to be careful as well. I have Rancher to protect me. Who do you have? Your dad?”

“Yeah right. He’s got a new woman and a baby on the way. I think sometimes he forgets I’m even here. Like last night when he went home without me.”

Fuck that sucked. My heart was officially breaking for her. But I knew from the look on her face that she didn’t want any kind of sympathy.

“Gunner seems very interested in you.” I teased and her face closed down completely. “You don’t think he’s handsome?*

“He freaks me out. Always watching.” She hugged herself tight. “It kind of scares me.”

I didnt get that kind of vibe from Gunner at all. But I hadn’t been through the trauma she had. “Well you have me.” I grinned. “I’m not a big scary biker but I have a mean right hook.” I lifted my fist. “And I’m not afraid to use it. Just ask Trixie.”

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