Page 15 of Vetting the Biker

“Yeah. She’s shaking really bad. I don’t know what to do.” My voice shakes as I sob. I’m supposed to protect my mom and I couldn’t even do that right.

“Wesley, you did great by getting your dad off your mom. What I need you to do is grab a blanket, drape it over your mom’s shoulders. Make sure she’s nice and warm. She’s probably going to go into shock. You’re going to need to keep an eye on her until I get there. Then I need you and your mom to get to the porch; we’re on our way.”

“We? Should I call the cops?” I feel like it should have been done in the beginning.

“Not yet, Wesley; and yes,we.” I do not know what to say at this point, and then I hear Chase talking to someone in the background and a lot of commotion. “There is a lot to me, but when something like this happens, I don’t travel alone. I’m a part of The Wild Jesters MC. We protect survivors of abuse and make sure we put the abusers away for a long time.” My mom is dating a biker? Her cool status just blew through the roof.

“Chase, that is so awesome,” I practically whisper, which makes Chase laugh.

Chase

Needles, Eagle, and I are enjoying a fire in my backyard on this warm summer night. Needle just got done working at the hospital, so he needs to unwind a bit. Mallory is in her room with some friends and Judge. The damn dog hasn’t left her side since she came home.

My phone rings and I get a hint of excitement in my stomach when I see Jenna’s name flashing across the screen, but the excitement soon fades when it’s not her voice. I jump out of my seat as I put the phone on speakerphone to let Needles and Eagle hear the conversation. We head out as soon as we douse the fire. Eagle runs next door to Annabelle’s house. She’s my go to babysitter in emergencies when club business comes up. She comes in and tells me she’ll let Mallory know I’ll call her as soon as I can. I mouth a thank you to her as we leave the house.

“Wesley. A friend of mine is going to be pulling into the driveway. His name is Thomas. He’s a friend of your mom’s too.”

“Do you think I killed my dad?” The innocence of this boy.

“Wesley, stay with me. Get your mom to the porch.” I hear some shuffling. “An ambulance is coming, along with a police car. Do not talk to anyone. Let Thomas do the talking until I get there. I’m five minutes out.” I swallow hard. Eagle calls the precinct. In cases like this, we try to handle the police as much as possible. The three of us get into my truck and I drive as fast as I can to Jenna’s house. Wesley’s still on the phone with me but talking to Jenna, and I hear Battle’s voice.

“Mouthpiece, I’m here.”

“Okay. Eagle has a detective coming, along with a couple of ambulances. Don’t let Wesley talk to anyone. Inform them his attorney is on the way.”

“All right.” Battle hangs up with me. I bang on the steering wheel, then the dashboard.

“How the fuck did he get into the house with no one seeing?” I’m pissed because I made a promise to protect Jenna and Wesley, and I let them both down. Hearing him tell me Jenna was hurt is too much to bear.

“Once the police and ambulance clear the scene, we’ll know more. She’s alive and Wesley protected her. Robert is going to go away for a long time.” Eagle is playing peacekeeper with me, trying to calm my nerves. My hands shake.

“Not long enough, but at least his rights will be taken away.” I’ll make sure he no longer has a hold on Jenna or Wesley. I finally pull up to Jenna’s house, and there are police cars and ambulances with lights on.

“I see the neighbors didn’t waste time,” I mutter at the looky-loos staring at the scene. I know a lot of people like watching drama play out, especially when cops are involved. Right now I hate it. This is a private matter, and Jenna’s life could’ve ended tonight if she was alone. Wesley saved her life tonight. I park the truck and take off for the house. Jenna is on a stretcher, and the scene before me is something from the movies. The marks around her neck show finger imprints, with blood covering her face and dried blood in her hair.

“Jenna, I’m here.” Her eyes are swollen shut.

“Chase. I don’t know how he got in,” she cries, and her voice is so hoarse.

“Don’t talk, baby. I’ll meet you at the hospital after we’re done here. A friend of mine who is a nurse is going to go with you. I need Wesley to stay with me. I’ll be acting as his lawyer, so he’s protected while you focus on healing.”

“Thank you.” Jenna rests as Needle hops into the ambulance.

“Wesley, I’m Chase. I’m sorry we’re meeting under these circumstances. I’m a friend of your mom’s and I am an attorney. She has given me permission to act on your behalf, and you did nothing wrong here. This is to make sure your dad’s lawyer doesn’t railroad you, okay?”

“I guess. Mom knows best.” We talk to the police and one attorney from the district attorney’s office, so Wesley can tell them his accounts of the evening. It’s a straightforward case of self-defense. Wesley is relieved he didn’t kill his dad. He broke his jaw and nose and gave him a concussion. The adrenaline is wearing off, and he’s starting to go into shock. The ambulance EMTs warned me about this when they were checking him out. It’s just Eagle, Battle Axe, Wesley, and I standing on the porch and Wesley breaks down crying.

“He could’ve killed her. I almost lost my mom tonight.” He sobs and I grab him to hold on to him like I would with Mallory. I let him cry into my chest. “Why?”

“I don’t know why people do the things they do. There’s something wrong with your dad and he needs to get help. I’m sorry you had to walk into that scene. No child should have to see or have to physically remove a parent from another parent. You were brave.” He shrugs like he doesn’t believe it. “Wesley, if there is one thing you take from this night. You saved your mom. You put your safety aside to make sure she was okay.”

“Will she be okay?” He looks up at me with bloodshot eyes from crying and worry is all over his face. This kid needs a lot of reassurance right now.

“Wesley, I’m a police officer. I think you might remember from a month ago. I see a lot of cases like this as an officer and a member of The Wild Jesters, but one thing you should know, your mom is strong. I know with some therapy, for both you and her, she’ll be okay. You’re safe and as a parent, that is her greatest desire.”

“Can I go see her now?” He stares at the three of us.

“Yeah let’s go see her, but you also need to get checked out by the doctor first. It sounds like you took a hard hit when he threw you off him.” Wesley nods. Battle Axe tells us he’ll see us later and to give his best to Jenna. Eagle walks with us. “By the time we get to the hospital, your mom should be awake. I bet she’ll be glad to see you.” I’ll need to start the paperwork on filing a restraining order against Robert for both Jenna and Wesley in case the motherfucker gets out on bail. I also need to file to end his parental rights. But I know I need to talk to Jenna about it. Wesley makes a comment he never wants to see his dad ever again. He tells me if he sees his dad, he might not keep his anger in check. I can’t say I blame the kid because I want to tear Robert’s limbs off his body. He deserves so much more than going to jail.

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