Part eight
She had a lot to
think about. However, after a week and after she had read that he had
been released because they found out he was innocent, she had to go.
Her mother never cried so hard. She stood at the bus station shaking
and begging Alana not to go. Alana's brother and sister stood by,
looking like they could care less. They were happy to see her go and
Alana only believed that her mother was upset because she was no
longer the number one parent. “He's never going to be a better
parent than me. You remember that!” she told her when Alana walked
onto the bus. Alana wasn't sure if that were true or not but she was
on her way to finding out.
She was a forgiving
person. She had no problem with letting him tell his side of the
story. Guilty or innocent, something he did put him in jail and gave
him the tittle of cop killer for a reason. She wanted to know
why. What happened with the cop and did Antonio know
she existed? She would know who her dad was soon and all of her
questions would be answered, hopefully.
She could get there and he turn her away. Maybe even yell at her and tell her he didn't want to see her again. Alana wasn't even sure how to deal with something like that, or more importantly the fact that he was a biker who may or may not be violent and dangerous. If that happened then she would wipe away her tears and go back home. She made it that long without him, she could go even longer.
She could get there and he turn her away. Maybe even yell at her and tell her he didn't want to see her again. Alana wasn't even sure how to deal with something like that, or more importantly the fact that he was a biker who may or may not be violent and dangerous. If that happened then she would wipe away her tears and go back home. She made it that long without him, she could go even longer.
Or maybe she
wouldn't go home. She could just keep traveling until she found a new
home, a place that was perfect for her. She would grow up even more,
meet a man, they'd fall in love, have babies, and for once in her
life she would have a happy, safe family and most importantly, be
okay without her dad. Maybe she wouldn't even have to think about
him. She could just pretend that he didn't exist. He was just a dream
and nothing more.
The thought of
forgetting her dad brought tears to her eyes. How could someone just
forget another human being? Whether he was in her life or not, she
was on this earth because of him. Alana couldn't forget that, no
matter how hard she tried. For now she was just going to play it by
ear. She would travel to Las Vegas, meet her father and hope for the
best. If she got there and he laughed in her face and told her to get
lost than she would be okay with that, heart broken but okay. It was
nothing she couldn't handle.
(To Be Continued)
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