Page 18 of Bound by Destiny
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Micah
Sweat poursoff my face as I crash down onto my new couch. Six days it took me to pack up my life in Cherry Vale and move back to Sumner, Georgia. I bought my house online with a quick sale that I pushed through with a cash offer. It helps to know how to use the Internet for my benefit. Not that I stole the money, it was all mine. I just helped it along so I could get back home.
My cell rings, and Jacklyn’s name comes up on the screen. I answer, “I’m fine.”
“Yeah, I know you are.” She laughs at her joke. “Anyway, are you all moved in?”
Looking around the space, it needs some work, but nothing I can’t handle. YouTube has all kinds of do-it-yourself stuff. And maybe I can get my dad over here to help, but I’m not planning on pushing my luck quite yet.
“For the most part. Sleeping on the couch. New bed comes tomorrow.”
She makes a noise on the other end. “If I’d have known you were that loaded, I may have switched teams.”
A laugh rumbles up. “No, you wouldn’t. You love Sabrina.”
“Yeah, yeah. Have you told anyone you’re home yet?”
I rest my head back on the couch. “I have no doubt the Ravage MC already know I’m here.” They know everything that goes on here in Sumner. I’d thought of talking to my parents before moving back here, but I didn’t want them to tell me not to do it. Because this is where I want to be and where I will be. Everyone in Ravage will have to learn. I’m ready to take whatever shit I have to from them, but this is home.
Life has a strange way of forcing you to grow up and take a look at your future. Truth be told, I was lonely up in Cherry Vale and was looking for a direction. There were girls, but the relationships never went anywhere because all I thought of was Emery. I had Jacklyn, but she had a life there.
Me, I’d been swimming, looking for some kind of purpose in this world. Sure, I’m great on computers and get paid expectantly well for what I do. Yet, there’s more to life than work. I miss my family. My mom and dad are like strangers.
I know little about them, and they know little about me. I came to the realization that, that needed to change.
The fact that I found what I did gave me the push to say fuck it. I’m a man who wants back in the fold. I’ll take whatever they dish out, and I’ll do my damnedest to get my girl. It’s a mission I’m more than prepared to take on.
“So if they know you’re there, shouldn’t you tell your folks?” Jacklyn, the ever voice of reason.
“I’m going to call them tonight.”
I can’t exactly tell them what I’ve found. There needs to be some more digging, but I’ll have better access being close to them. It’s like the cards are all laying down in a perfect row. Normally, when this happens, a match gets thrown on them and they go up in flames.
“I’m gonna miss you.”
This I have no doubt. “I’m just a phone call away. You know I love hearing about your sex life.”
She laughs hard. “I know you do. I’ll call and you’d better answer.”
“I promise.”
“Later.”
“Later.” I disconnect the call. This was the right choice, coming home. It has to be. It just has to be.
A heavy poundingcomes to my door, and I know instantly that it’s not a friendly visit. Swinging the door open, none other than my father looking none too pleased with me. He tears off his glasses and barges through the door. This is going swell.
“Mind tellin’ me what the fuck is goin’ on?” He doesn’t take in the room. No, his sole focus is on me.
“I wanted to come home, so I did.” I shut the door and go to the kitchen pulling out two beers. Handing him one, he takes it and screws off the top, tossing it to my coffee table.
We sit facing each other. Me on the couch, him in the recliner. “What’s your game, boy?”
I’m frustrated that it’s the first thing he thinks about—that I’m playing him. There is no trust between he and I, at least on his end. That shouldn’t hurt, but it does.
“No game.” I take a swig and lay it out. “I get it. I was a snot-nosed little shit for a lot of years. Well, that snot-nosed little shit grew up and realized he did some things wrong in his life. I’m not playing you or the club. I want to be a part of your life. I want to be a part of the club however I can. I want to make amends.”
