Forgiving Nancy (Last Hangman MC Series Book 5) (26 page)

CHAPTER 34

Bennett

If you had told me that Nancy would be taken from me five years ago, that my brother would be the one behind it, I would never have believed you. Nor did I expect to be shot once again. It’s starting to become a very painful habit. Some day, I don’t know how Nancy manages to handle me and my personality but I’m so glad she does. She’s been there with me since she got back but most importantly, since the whole fucked up mess with Richard happened. I can’t even call him my
brother
. The only brothers I have are my MC ones.

After a few weeks of recovering and my parents calling me over and over to ask how I was, I decided to grow a pair and go visit them to talk about Richard and what exactly happened. I didn’t want to tell Nancy at first, I felt like I had to do it on my own, but after finding me sitting on our porch smoking in the middle of the night, she knew something was up. She left the choice up to me and I don’t know why I even wanted to go without her in the first place. She’s my rock and my strength. The only thing I’m grateful for is that after I left Pinehurst and joined the Last Hangman, they moved away from that hellhole. It’s making this trip a lot easier for Nancy and I, neither of us having to go back to a place that brought us so much heartache.

Nancy drives us all the way to Baton Rouge, where my parents now live a peaceful life. She’s not exactly a calm driver, but seeing her get pissed off and insult other drivers is hilarious. At one point I thought she was going to stop the car and go start a fight with a driver that had cut her off. I had to physically hold her back. I thought it was hilarious, but she didn’t agree with me.

She parks the car with a huff outside of my parents’ house and slams the car door after she gets out.

“Calm down, Nance,” I state as I try hold back my laughter when she gives me a death stare.

“He was totally in the wrong, I can’t believe you stopped me from wanting to kick his ass, he cut us off!” she exclaims.

“I didn’t want him to get his ass kicked by a woman in front of his female companion.”

“Like hell! Next time I’ll show that fucker.” She crosses her arms over her chest and stalks towards my parents’ front door.

“I promise I won’t hold you back next time. Are you ready?” I caress her back to try and calm her down as we stand in front of the door.

“I should be the one asking you that question.” She looks up at me. “Are you okay?”

“I am, I just want to get this unpleasant talk done and over with.” I give her a small smile.

“I’m with you, Bennett.” She squeezes my hand and I ring the doorbell. We don’t have to wait long before my mom opens the door.

“Hi, Sweetie, Nancy.” My mom smiles at the both of us.

“Hi, Mom.” I walk in and hug her.

“It’s good to see you alive and on your feet.” She sighs, looking relieved to see me.

“Nance, you remember my mom, Linda,” I say pulling away from my mom and holding my hand out to Nancy.

“Of course, how are you?” They smile at each other and hug.

“I’m good thank you, and you, Lovely?” Mom asks Nancy.

“I’m alright.”

“Just alright?” Mom questions her.

“A fucker cut us off on the road and Bennett didn’t let me out to kick his ass.” Nancy huffs and glares at me again.

“His father did the same to me not that long ago. Men, always spoiling our fun.” Mom moans and shakes her head.

“I know, right!” Nancy exclaims.

“Fuck my life,” I mumble and walk to the living room to greet my father as I hear my mom and Nancy laughing together. “Hey, Dad.”

“Son, how are you?” He gets up from his chair and walks to me, clapping my back as he gives me a man hug.

“I was fine until two seconds ago.” I cough.

“Fuck, sorry,” he says apologetically.

“It’s alright. How are you?”

“I’m good, your mom still busting my balls all the time.” He frowns and we both chuckle.

“Nance is like that already,” I whisper, but clearly not quietly enough.

“What am I like already?” She walks over to me with a face full of attitude.

“A ball buster, how are you, Darling?” Dad asks her making her chuckle.

“Always and I’m alright, thanks.” They hug and we all sit down. Mom brings us iced teas and there’s an awkward silence settling in between us.

“Right, you guys know why we came all the way out here. It’s not a discussion I want to have, but there are some things I need to know. It’s been on my mind since I found out about Richard and it’s eating away at me.” I look my father in the eyes and see sadness in his eyes.

“I know, Son. You deserve an explanation, but it’s something that’s going to require whiskey, not iced tea.” Dad gets up and gets a bottle of whiskey from his large collection. If there’s one thing my Dad and I have in common, it’s our love for whiskey. He grabs four whiskey glasses and pours them. We all take a sip before he starts. “It all started before you were born. We were part of the Last Hangman but weren’t active members like the others. We loved the lifestyle because we both grew up into it, but we didn’t want to take part in any club business as we had just found out that your Mom was pregnant with Richard and we couldn’t be any happier. Things were going well, the pregnancy was normal and things within the club, for us at least, were good. I was working daily at the garage and we were hanging out at the weekends and going on road trips but that’s all.

“Fast forward a couple of years and things started to get heated for the Last Hangman, they were in a war with the Bastards from Hell because of some deal gone wrong. I don’t know all the details, but it was bad. We decided to lay low for a while and take a step back from it all. Things were good for a while, we were happy just living our lives with Richard, but things didn’t stay that way very long. He was nine at the time. Unfortunately for us, I caught the eye of a woman. She came onto me and I declined her many offers. She didn’t like it and tried to kill your mom. We managed to get her locked up, but she was released early for ‘good behaviour’.

“A few months later, that’s when it happened. We were having a barbecue with a couple of the Last Hangman brothers at our place and Richard was playing in the garden. We were always cautious and kept the garden gate locked and secure, but something made him open the gate and run out and then he was gone. We tried to find him and searched for so long. We even got the police involved as well as the club and its chapters, but we never found him. It’s was a living nightmare knowing our son was out there somewhere, lost in this world and we had no idea where. We had no idea if he was still alive or dead or if he was even in the country anymore.

“Things didn’t get any easier for us, we were heartbroken and there was nothing we could do about it. We looked everywhere but had to realise that he wasn’t coming back. We forced ourselves to move on. The pain wasn’t getting any better, but we were dealing with it better than we did in the beginning. A couple of years later, your Mom fell pregnant with you and things were good for a while, we went back to the compound and I started working again. After she had you, she stopped coming to the compound altogether, not wanting to expose you to the lifestyle at such a young age. But you being you, you started to ask to come see me at work so she was bringing you. You befriended Viv quite quickly. She was showing you around and using you as her play pal for her tea parties to the relief of the other bikers.

“But soon we started to receive threats. We could take care of ourselves, but we didn’t want what happened to Richard to happen to you. We found out after a couple of threats that the people who threatening us were the ones who had taken Richard. The notes were always anonymous so we had no way to contact them to try and get Richard back however we could.

“The reason we started moving around was because someone wanted to take you as well. At the time, we had no idea who was behind all of it. But they kept finding us so we picked the city your mother was born in which was, unknown to us, the city where your brother was being held. We only told Cabe where we were going. He promised to take the secret to his grave. Anyway, we moved in next door to Nancy and you know the rest,” Dad finishes, leaving Nancy and I speechless.

“What the fuck?” is all I can bring myself to say.

“I know. It’s one fucked up mess that I wish neither of you were thrown in.” Mom sighs.

“That doesn’t explain why no one in the Last Hangman ever told me any of it,” I say.

“Only Cabe knew about any of it. We didn’t want you to be linked to any of this. Knowing you, you would have tried to find Richard and got yourself into unwanted business,” Mom says looking sad.

“When did you find out about him?” I question them.

“Not long after you left. He paid us a visit. We had no idea he had Nancy though. We didn’t recognize him at first and had we known all the vile things he was up to, we would have stopped him. To us, Richard died when he was taken, that monster wasn’t our son.” I’m shocked by my mother’s words.

“We’re really sorry you two were caught in the middle of this fucked up mess,” Dad says looking between Nancy and I.

“It’s not your fault, Sir. Things could have gone wrong either way.

Who knows what could have happened had I known about Richard? I might have never found Nancy again or might have bonded with a twisted motherfucker.

We stayed over at my parents because it was late by the time we were finished talking and me and Nancy both drank way too much for either of us to be able to drive. It was good to spend time with my parents after so long. My mom was over the moon art the news of mine and Nancy’s engagement. She screamed our ears off when she noticed the ring on Nancy’s finger.

We all promised to spend more time with each other and they promised they would visit us in New Orleans soon. I’m sure some of the older brothers would love to catch up with them.

After that day, I made sure to spend all of my spare time with Nancy, to tell her I love her every day. You never know what can happen. One day you can have everything and then, in one second, lose everything. I’m sure I’m getting on her nerves sometimes, but it’s well worth it.

EPILOGUE

Nancy

Three Months Later

It’s been a little over three months since Bennett was shot and he’s made a full recovery with no lasting damage. He still has his moments where he’s a right pain in the ass and demands that I do as he pleases because he’s still ‘broken’. It’s a good thing that I know him and what he’s like. Things haven’t been the easiest for us since the shooting, the Satan’s Infernos have constantly been threatening the MC with retaliation. I can see why they’d want payback, but I can’t blame Bennett for what he did.

The guys have been trying to deal with the Infernos in other, non-violent ways, but from what I’ve heard, negotiations aren’t going so well. Not that I’m allowed to know much about anything that is club related. I keep trying to quiz Bennett, even going as far as shoving my boobs in his face, but nothing works. He won’t say a word about the Infernos or anything else that’s ‘strictly club business’, which is highly annoying when you’re as curious as I am. The girls keep telling me to let it go because it’s better for my sanity that way but I just can’t seem to do it. We do however; have fun conspiring amongst us as to what is happening which leads us to create some crazy cock and bull story.

Bennett and I announced our engagement as soon as we came back from his parents and everybody was so happy for us. I finally felt like I had a family. They were incredibly welcoming on my first night with them but knowing they are happy for us and consider me as one of their own is just overwhelming. When Bennett was fit to walk around and do a bit more, they put together a party for us. We celebrated my come back, the engagement and Bennett’s recovery all at the same time, although they seem to love getting together just for the sake of it.

I did struggle for a while, and still do some days, with the fact that I killed George. I never thought I’d ever kill someone but it seemed like my only solution at the time. I don’t feel any remorse about it; however I was and am still scared about being caught. But I haven’t had a visit from the cops and both mine and his parents haven’t tried to get in contact with me which is quite shocking. I was sure they were going to hunt me down and drag me back no matter what, but there’s been nothing. I’m grateful, but for a while I felt like I had Damocles sword hanging over my head, ready to fall at any moment. That was until two weeks ago when I found out that my parents were victims of a terrible car crash and didn’t make it. I can’t say I was upset about it, they’re now one less thing for me to worry about. I still wonder if someone I know caused the crash, and by someone I mean Callum. I asked him about it, but he just gave me a look which told me to drop it, so I did.

Callum, my poor Callum.

He still refuses to talk about Lewis’ death and even though he won’t admit that he had feelings for her, I can see that something is playing on his mind. Usually, he would talk to me about it, but he’s been avoiding having any kind of serious talk with me recently which is worrying me. I need to know he’s okay; we’ve shared so much with each other that not talking like we used to anymore is seriously worrying. I try not to let it get to me, but I miss my friend. Whenever he’s around, I’m on his ass, plaguing him with a shit load of questions and he does talk to me, but he doesn’t share anything important. He knows I’m always here for him. I know that he bottled up his feelings for fifteen years before talking to someone so who knows how long it’ll take him this time.

I’m still working at the bar with Viv, I say work but it seems that we play around more than we work these days and I’m doing a lot more with Viv being closer to giving birth. The girls come over whenever they are kid free and all the guys stop by to have a drink before they go home for the night. Every single night Bennett arrives to walk me home and if he can’t make it then he makes sure one of his brothers is there. Usually the chosen brother stays with me until he gets home which made for great laughs, especially with Ryan. It’s hilarious to tease him about Nurse Charlotte. Ryan and I quickly became good friends thanks to the fact that he always seems to draw the short straw on ladysitting duties recently. I’m so lost in my thoughts that I don’t hear Bennett walk into the bedroom.

“What are you up to?” he asks, scaring me half to death.

“Fuck, Bennett!” I shriek.

“Always up for it, Nance.” He chuckles and sits on the bed in front of me.

“Just lost in my thoughts.”

“About?”

“Just these past few months and how everything changed the moment I ran into you.”

“I’m so glad you did.” He smiles and stands up and starts stripping. “Sir-dicks-a-lot at your service, I’m yours for the night, you lucky thing,” he says rotating his hips at me.

“Oh God.” I burst out laughing as he tries to mimic a stripper.

“I know I’m hilarious.” He pounds his chest twice and joins me in bed.

“Yes, you are.” I snuggle into him.

“Stupid period,” he mumbles.

“Sorry, Bennett.” I try not to laugh at the look of despair on his face.

“It’s alright, I’ll have my wicked way with you in a couple of days.” He gives me his panty dropping smile which has me squeezing my thighs together. The fucker knows exactly what to do to get me all hot and bothered, not that it takes much, but I want him too. “All hot and bothered are we?” He snickers.

“Fuck off.” I push him frustrated with him because I need him right now.

“Stop trying to push me out of bed.”

“The only reason I would kick you out of bed would be to fuck you on the floor.”

“I’ve created a monster!” He chuckles before kissing my head.

“You secretly love it, don’t pretend that you don’t.” I scoff.

“I love your filthy mouth.” He smirks before kissing me long and hard, leaving me breathless. “We should get a puppy.”

“Where did that come from?” I chuckle.

“This house is missing something and since you can’t pop a baby out within the next two minutes and kidnapping one of the other’s kids is illegal, and they know where we live, a puppy would be great.” He smiles excitedly, looking like a kid in a candy shop.

“I think Mina, Ayden’s Rottweiler, had babies.”

“Do not ever say that name again.” He groans and buries his head in my neck.

“Why not?” I stifle a laugh, knowing damn well what his problem with Mina is thanks to Ayden and one of our many donut and coffee dates.

“Mina and I have a rough past.” He mumbles into my neck.

“Do tell.”

“No.”

“Yes. Come on, it can’t be that bad.” I bite my lip as I try really hard not to laugh.

“Let’s just say that when they first got her, she decided it would be a good idea to chase me down their street and bite my ass. She nearly took a chunk out of this perfect ass.” He groans again and I burst out laughing as he grabs his ass. “You’re evil.” He looks up and glares at me.

“Big, badass Bennett is scared of a little puppy.” I almost choke on my suppressed laughter.

“She’s anything but a little puppy she’s a fucking hellhound I’m telling you!” He frowns.

“Okay, so not a Rottweiler for the big baby.” I chuckle and kiss the top of his head.

“Thank you.” He pecks my lips and lies down next to me before pulling my body close to his. I cuddle into his side and throw my leg on top of his. I rest my head on his chest and let his heartbeat slowly send me to sleep.

Things couldn’t be any better with Bennett, except the fact that he’s whining a lot about me being at his beck and call, it’s usually in a playful way but sometimes it’s so fucking annoying. He makes me happy and from what I can see, I make him happy too which is all we can ask for really. The club has received threats concerning what Bennett did and the fact that three clubs barged into the Infernos’ compound, but thankfully, nothing’s come of it so far.

Bennett

“Where are we going?” Nancy asks for the twentieth time since we left home.

“You’ll see in a minute, calm your tits!” I snicker.

“You better have a good reason to drag me out of bed in the middle of the night, Bennett Sawyer.” She glares at me in an attempt to look threatening but the yawn that follows soon after just makes her look adorable.

“I do.” I taunt, feeling quite proud of myself as we drive up the familiar path.

“Wait…Are we?”

“Back to Callum’s cabin.”

“Why are we here? Does he need us?” She asks sounding concerned and I’ve learned not to let their friendship affect me anymore.

“No, he’s as alright as Callum can be. We’re here because I wanted to show you something.”

“Here? You couldn’t show me at home?”

“Nope.”

“I swear if you pull your dick out of your pants I will chop it off!” She groans.

“You love my dick too much to do that. Come on, cheer up, you’re gonna love this.” I smile and take her hand to kiss her knuckles.

“You better be right.” She grumbles.

“I’m always right.” I smile confidently and park in front of the cabin. We don’t have much time before it starts so I have to rush her and when Nancy is tired and grumpy, getting her to hurry up is the last thing you want to do.

“That’s yet to be proven,” she says before she climbs out of the truck. I follow suit and lock up behind us.

“Come on,” I take her hand and lead her up the front steps and straight around to the back porch.

“What’s back here?” she asks.

“Hold on.” I smile and lay the blanket I took from the car on the ground before sitting down. “Join me.” I hold my hand out to her and she looks as if she’s about to kill me at first but then she complies and sits between my legs. I immediately wrap my arms around her and pull her backwards so her back is to my front and her head is resting on my shoulder.

“So? Why are we here?”

“Watch.” I tell her whilst pointing at the sky beyond the lake.

“There’s nothing to see, Bennett. It’s too dark.”

“Give it a minute, my Gorgeous Girl.” I kiss her neck and smile as we see the first hints of daylight.

“Oh,” she whispers and relaxes into my arms.

“When I came here the day you reappeared, I promised myself that one day we’d be watching the sunrise together. I told you that I always keep my promises.” I sigh as I take in the breathtaking view with my woman.

“It’s beautiful. Thank you.”

“Not so grumpy now ,are we?” She elbows me on my good side but I still wince playfully. “I love you, my Gorgeous Girl.

“And I love you, my Bennett.” She turns around and kisses me deeply.

“You are my happy, Nancy.” She turns herself around again in my arms and sighs happily as she settles down.

I knew one day this would happen; I knew I would get my Nancy back. I didn’t know when, I just knew it would happen. I couldn’t be any happier than I am right now. Well, that’s a lie; I could be if we could have a baby. We’re still not sure if she can get pregnant so we have an appointment with the doctor next week to check whether everything is ok or not. But truthfully, if she can’t have kids it won’t change anything. I won’t love her any less, I couldn’t. We’ll just have to get our own bundle of joy another way.

Things have been insane both inside and outside of the club.

Nancy’s parents were killed and I had absolutely nothing to do with it…not directly anyway. I don’t know how she’d feel if she knew how it really happened, but they threatened her again so something had to be done. Callum might have forced destiny a little bit but he was more than happy to do it; hell, he even offered to do it.

Club wise, we still have the Infernos on our asses. I keep telling the others to let me deal with it, but Ant refuses every time I offer. They all think it’s reckless, especially with Nancy back in my life but I just want to do whatever I can to protect Nancy and my family. The last time I offered I thought Callum was going to kick my ass. He looked at me with so much rage that I shut my mouth and backed away with my tail between my legs straight away.

I lost five years with Nancy, but who knows what would have happened to us during that time. We might not have stayed together or one of us could have been killed because of the MC. It also made us appreciate our relationship more. Thinking about what she had to go through still makes me feel sick, but the past is in the past and I have to let it go. We can’t change what’s happened but we can learn from it and keep it as a daily reminder that there is always hope when you look for it