Where We Belong - RV.Elliott

Chapter 34 

As the truck came to a stop I watched as Cage jumped out. 

"I'm coming mi' lady". 

I could hear her before I saw her. 

"Drop me and your dead". She hissed. 

Ally was here. 

"I mean it Cage". 

"You ain't fucking carrying me dickhead". 

He didn't.am 

Jumping to my feet I threw my cigarette to the ground. He took Jared from the hospital. Storming towards the car I pulled open the passenger side door. He was sat grinning at me. 

"Miss me?". 

"Get back to the hospital Jared". He wasn't ready to come home. Cage shouldn't have brought him here; he shouldn't have brought any of them here. They both still needed to rest. 

"Some fucker starts following my family about and you expect me to stay in the hospital. Fuck that princess. Now help me out". How did he know about that already? As he moved a hiss fell from his lips. Moving quickly, I wrapped my arm around his shoulder. 

"Oh Jared". Cage smirked as he came towards us rubbing his hands together. 

"You'll get a bullet if you touch me" He snapped. 

With his arm wrapped around my shoulders I helped him into the clubhouse. "I got it from here princess. Now where's your man at?". Knowing Blaze, he was probably 

drowning himself in a bottle of Jack. "You two at it again?". Jared sighed. 

"He's probably been waiting on you so church can start". I shrugged. "And we aren't fighting". Heading towards the bar I grabbed a bottle of Jack and disappeared to where the rooms were. They would be in church for at least a good hour. 

Standing in the doorway I stared at Everleigh. I wanted us to move into our house. I was done with living here. I wanted her to have her own room, to play in the back yard. I wanted her to have a childhood she'd remember. 

Cracking the seal, I brought the bottle to my lips and took a sip. It was now or never. Placing the bottle down I started rummaging around the room. Packing was always a start, and I was doing this with or without Blaze. 

I had to put Everleigh first. She needed stability. 

Placing our suitcases by the bedroom door I placed a kiss against her forehead. Tomorrow was a new day I just hoped Blaze was ready to come with us. Closing the door behind me I made my way back into the bar. The first thing I noticed was the long table set up in the middle of the room. 

What was she up to now? 

Pursing my lips, I watched as a few of the other woman, old ladies were running around preparing what looked like a dinner. I swear my mom didn't give up. Having a dinner wasn't going to sort the issues we were facing; dinner wasn't going to fix anything. 

"Why the long face A? You should be smiling". Handing me a glass of wine she grabbed hold of my hand. "My girl finally becoming a wife". Squeezing my hand, I rolled 

my eyes. 

Wait is this the reason she's having this dinner? To celebrate my engagement? 

"How long do you think they'll be in there?". I asked nodding towards the office door. 

"Church takes as long as it needs to. Now how about you go take a bath and put on something nice. We are after all celebrating". 

I didn't want to celebrate or plaster a fake smile on my face. I wanted to know what they were talking about in there, I wanted to know if we were under attack. I needed 

to make sure Everleigh was going to be safe. 

"Ava?". 

"What?". I snapped 

"Ava Mendezyi what is wrong with you tonight?". My mom didn't have a clue about what had just happened. But I wasn't going to be one of these old lady's that got kept 

in the dark and Blaze knew that. If my child was in danger then I was going to be front and centre, I would do anything to protect her. 

"Mom just stop okay, just stop with the pretending that everything is okay. For fuck's sake open your eyes". I yelled catching everyone else's attention. 

"Ava". She hissed her eyes fallingnd into slits. I had grown up fast. In the four years I spent away from here I did what I had too. I wasn't scared little Ava anymore and I didn't take anyone's shite and that included my mother's. 

"I'm done pretending and I'm done with these fucking dinners. They're pointless and the sooner you realise that the better". I was angry and pissed off. My mom had gone soft, she had fell into the background. She was letting my dad run the show, to me it was like she was losing herself. 

That woman wasn't my mother. My mother was fearless and bossy. That woman in there was acting like a housewife, a doormat. 

Storming out the front door I ignored her protests that I come back. I couldn't go back because I'd say something I'd regret. I was hot headed but my mom was worse when she started. She needed to get her backbone back and be the spitfire I knew she was. 

I was smoking a cigarette when I felt him approach. He didn't speak, he didn't need too. I knew he had found the suitcases. Feeling the blanket being draped over my shoulders I grabbed hold of his hand. 

"I'm not leaving you". My voice was quiet. "I just need out of this clubhouse. I want Everleigh to grow up in a house, our house". I loved my family and everything that came with it, but I didn't want her growing up in a clubhouse. "I want her to have her own room Blaze". She needed a proper routine. 

"I get that babe but-..." 

"But what?". I asked. 

Standing up the blanket fell from my shoulders. For whatever reason he kept pushing the idea of us moving in together to the side. I wasn't even sure if it's what he 

wanted anymore. 

"Gotta wait it out darling". 

"Don't darling me". I sighed putting some distance between us. This is what he did. He'd put it off for a bit, sweet talk me and then think everything was okay and I fell for it every time. 

"You really gonna burst my balls over this?". 

"Sometimes I wonder who comes first". I get that the club played a big part in his life but was the club always going to be there? 

"Fuck did you just say?". He glared his hand latching onto my forearm. 

"You heard me". I hissed pulling away from him. He needed reminding that the club wasn't the only family he had. 

"Don't fucking do this A". As I glanced down at my ring his hand caught mine. "Don't you dare take that off. Whatever you're thinking right now don't you fucking dare". 

I wasn't thinking what he thought I was. We had waited a long time for us to finally get to where we are. I wasn't running, I wasn't second guessing my decision. He was the one I wanted, and nothing was ever going to change that. 

I knew after what happened tonight, he was never going to let me move out with Everleigh on my own. Blaze was protective and I was crazy to even think he'd let me walk. But was it bad that I wanted us to be together, a family of 3 in our own home. Right now, I needed to leave it be and not say another word. He knew what I wanted but I knew I had to bide my time and bite my lip. 

"I was moving out tomorrow with or without you Blaze. I packed our suitcases; I was set on going I just didn't think I'd be doing it on my own again". 

"Babe..." 

"No, it's okay I get it, club business, right?". 

Okay so maybe I couldn't entirely bite my lip and keep quiet. But I never was the type, and I was never going to be. If I had something to say, then I was going to say it. 

"I want to give you the easy life Ava, but you knew what you were getting into all those years ago. Even if you say you didn't you knew deep down it was never going to be an easy ride. I come with baggage baby and a whole lot of trouble". 

"I'm going to head back inside". There was nothing else I could say to him and if we continued it was only going to end one way. Us at each other's throat. 

"Yeah". He muttered lighting up a cigarette before turning his back on me. 

My mom had yet to take my advice. She was still running around silly trying to set up a dinner that no one was interested in. Rolling my eyes, I tried my hardest to go unnoticed. 

Too bad the door to his office was open. 

"Ava". 

The anger in his voice made the hairs on the back of my neck stand. I wasn't afraid to admit that my dad was terrifying at times. Turning around a sigh fell from my lips as I pushed the door open further. 

"Get in here and shut that door". 

Doing as I was told I stood awkwardly at the other end of the table. He was sat, a drink in front of him and smoking a cigarette. My old man was getting old. The worry lines, the grey hair and yet he was still fighting, still running around as if he was twenty. 

Would he ever give up his title? 

"You trying to take my grandbaby away from me?". 

His question broke my train of thought. Was he joking? Rolling my eyes, I jumped when his hand slammed down on the table. 

"Don't fucking stand there and roll your eyes at me. Fucking walking around here running your damn mouth, who do you think you are?". Rising from his seat I took a step back. "Talking smack to your mam, your attitude fucking stinks Ava and its time you realise where the fuck you are. This is my house, my fucking rules. Speak down to your mom like that again and you best run and run damn fast". 

A lump had appeared in the back of my throat. I was in shock at what he had just said. I wanted to be strong, I wanted to say something, but no words came out. Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip a lone tear slid down my cheek. 

"And enough with the fucking crocodile tears. You wanna be an old lady Ava, well start fucking acting like one and do as your told". Watching as he knocked back his 

drink my eyes fell into slits as I glared at him. 

"Fuck you". I hissed my hands balling into fists. Who did he think he was? I wouldn't allow him to speak to me like that. Dad or not he was being a fucking asshole. 

His eyes darkened; his nostrils flared. 

"The fuck did you-..." 

"Fuck you". Gritting my teeth, I took a step forward. "I'm not my mother and I won't stand here and let you speak to me like that. And as for being an old lady, I don't fucking care anymore, and I don't care about your club. I'm done". 

His eyes shifted; his expression changed. He knew I was serious.md 

"No one will ever tell me what to do, no one will ever control me. It's best you remember that old man". Turning my back on him I slammed the door shut behind me. 

I was shaking, I was angry. I had never stood up to my dad like that.