My head was spinning and not just from alcohol. I went to the bathroom to shower off my feelings. I ripped off the stupid biker uniform I had on. Kicked off the boots, pulled down the annoyingly tight jeans, stripped the too revealing top. In the mirror I stared at myself in only my underwear and the black bandana.
I was a child playing dress up. No wonder my mom was scared of me turning to the club, and why everyone was so scared to tell me the truth, and why Cole called me weak. I was weak.
I finished removing the clothes and crawled into the shower, sitting on the floor hugging my knees to my chest. I let the water wash over me, taking away the dark makeup and hiding the tears falling from my cheeks.
I thought about Ricky. How he cheated on me and I still wanted him back. I missed h
