Blackjack

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Mirandas POV

I don’t know what came over me, but on my drive to my mother’s everything Hayley said about Alex showing up was playing through my head. Hayley was so nervous and upset it was really pissing me off. I took a left turn towards the Blackjack MC’s clubhouse. I was so angry I didn’t even realize what I was doing. I pulled up parking on the street, getting out of my car I walked up to the goon at the gate.

“Hey I need to talk to Alex NOW!”

“Sorry but whatever one night stand you were if he’s interested in second’s he will find you.”

I was so appalled I slapped him across the face

“Listen here you f****r I wouldn’t touch that bastard with a 10 foot poll! Now you tell him to get the f**k out here!” Just as I was yelling at him, I catch Alex out of the corner of my eye.

“Never mind found him myself”

“Alex!” I yell across the parking lot so he can hear me. He looks up seeing me very angry. He looks confused but comes over.

“Hey Miranda something I can help you with?” He says sounding unsure of the situation.

“Yea I need to f*****g talk to you!” I yell

He motions for the two guards at the gate to give us some space, soon the disappear inside the clubhouse. I slap him hard across the face

“WTF IS WRONG WTH YOU, HOW COULD YOU JUST SHOW UP AT HAYLEY’S HOUSE LIKE THAT. DO YOU EXPECT SHE JUST GONNA LET YOU BACK INTO HER LIFE AFTER EVERYTHING YOU PUT HER THROUGH! DO YOU REALLY THINKYOU DESEARVE TO MEET ADDIE! I continue to yell at him about how horrible and stupid he is. He just stands there quietly, with a confused look on his face.

“Why are you looking at me like that!” I finally say

“I don’t know what you're talking about, she’s the one that left and I never heard from her again” he says sounding very hurt. “And who’s Addie?”

It was at that point I realized he really had no clue what I was talking about.

“F**k!” I yell and get back into my car.

Goddam Hayley is gonna be so mad at me. How could he not know who Addie is? I ask myself. I was there when Hayley brought Addie home from the hospital. I watched her write that letter to Alex, telling him his daughter had been born. Hell, I put the dam thing in the mailbox for her. I know she sent it. So many questions were running through my mind. I have to tell Hayley what I did and pray for forgiveness.  It’s late though now and I can only hope that Alex doesn’t try and go over to her house tonight. I would prefer to talk to her about it face to face. I wake up early Sunday morning and quickly shower and get dressed to head over to Hayley’s house.

Knocking on the door Addie’s beautiful face answer’s the door.

“Good morning beautiful, is your mom up?”

“Yea she’s in the shower, I'll tell her you’re here.”

“No that’s ok, no need to rush her I can wait” I say smiling and her. I can’t believe how big she is now. The last time I had gone out to Texas to visit was 2 years ago. It was Addie’s 7 birthday. Being that girls Aunt brought me so much joy! Even though she technically isn’t my niece but I don’t care about that. As kids Hayley spent more time at my house then hers. Her mother was mean and a drunk, always more than willing to let Hayley spend the night at my house so she could get drunk and f**k random guys. So over the years she became more like a sister to me then a friend. Even after she moved away.

“Hey Miranda!” Hayley says bringing me back to reality

“Hey Hayley hows it going?”

Hayley looks at me as if she can sense my tensed state.

“Addie how about you go watch tv in my room so Aunt Mandy and I can talk please”

Addie gets up running down the hall to Hayley’s room and jumps on the bed turning on the tv.

I let out a sigh, “Hayley I'm sorry”

“Sorry for what?”

I stay silent for a minute unsure how to word what I did. She could have tried to go through the rest of Addies childhood avoiding Alex and not having to worry about anything.

“Miranda?” Hayley says. I look at her tears in my eyes “Oh come on whatever it is can’t be that bad?” Hayley says to me.

“Hayley, I did an awful thing”....I begin to tell her everything that happened last night. A look of shock on her face, but she didn’t look angry. She looked hurt, and that killed me.